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Brother Ren, who has been in the world for many years without a single defeat, has rarely experienced what it means to feel wronged.

He really wanted to be like Ma Xiaoling who mocked him for being too stupid, and also used the stock trading class to take revenge on the other party.

But he didn't after all, because he couldn't dampen this fool's enthusiasm for learning, lest he lose his free training.

"The first step in learning to trade in the stock market is to understand the rules of the stock market. It doesn't mean that you can take off just by buying checks with your money. That's not a good thing. Let's learn the basics first."

"Not bad. You are worthy of being a fourth-level warrior. Your brain is very useful. You have a strong memory and good logical analysis skills. Come on!"

"Hey! You really understand the rules of short selling, but if you are a newbie, don't consider short selling, let alone credit warrants, contracts, etc. That is amplifying the risk. You are very talented, but you have to do it step by step. I'll start with

Teach you technical stuff."

"Very good, I understood it very quickly."

"Come on! It's great!"

This is what is called a famous teacher.

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At 5:15 in the afternoon, in a joyful atmosphere, the one-hour stock market teaching class ended.

Since Ren Zhong suggested that they continue to practice their mecha fighting skills in the evening, the two of them did not go out to eat. Please send a drone to Ju Qingmeng to deliver six highly absorbable nutritious meals, three for each person to eat.

Ma Xiaoling, who was very satisfied with his studies, said while slicing the semi-liquid in the nutritious meal: "Ren Stock God, you are really amazing. I feel like you taught me a lot today. A lot of knowledge that I only understood in a vague way suddenly became

Now it’s clear, you are really good at teaching people. I should have your third level of success now. I actually still have tens of thousands in hand, but if it doesn’t work, I will go back tonight..."

Ren Zhong quickly waved his hand, "Stop it! I'm warning you, you've just started, and I'm teaching you for free. But if you really enter the market, you will definitely be taught how to be a good person!"

"Is that so?"

"Of course, if you can make money by investing in the stock market after just one hour of learning, then not all billionaires in the world are there? The stock market is a zero-sum game. If someone makes a profit, someone will lose. Tell me, who is losing?"

"Okay. Thank you Ren Stock God for reminding me."

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Fifteen minutes later.

"Oh, you are so stupid! You have to aim! You have to advance!"

"Hey, I'm just going to give you a little credit. My helmet is different from yours. The only weak point is the communication antenna shielding layer on the side and rear, which is about the size of a fingernail. You can't hit it. Why are you so anxious to shoot? Isn't that right?

Did you give me a reloading time difference? Wait until I leak the panel before you start!"

"Strike the weak point, attack the weak point, I've said it many times!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I predicted your prediction just now and subconsciously changed the power supply of the reactive armor from the chest to the waist. This is not a weakness."

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Nine o'clock at night.

The twin moons hung high, and everything was silent.

Ren Zhong was lying flat on the training ground like a dead dog, with his eyes dull and dull under his uncovered mask.

Ma Xiaoling sat cross-legged next to him. Seeing him like this, he finally felt a little conscience in his heart and said with rare encouragement: "Although you were defeated by me one thousand four hundred and fifty-four times today, you actually performed very well."

Ren Zhong: "Thank you, Teacher Ma, for your compliment."

"Don't you feel it? When you first started practicing in the morning, your control of the third-level exoskeleton on your body was still a little sluggish. This is very fatal in actual combat. But in the last battle just now, your control has been

I’m very proficient, I think it took me at least half a month to get used to this new equipment, and it almost touched the corner of my clothes.”

Ren Zhong came back to his senses and forced a smile, "You really know how to praise people."

Ma Xiaoling laughed and said, "I learned from you now."

Ren Zhong: "But I lost, and I lost miserably. The fourth-level warrior is indeed well-deserved. I figured out that the reason why you can crush me with half the power output is because the five senses resonate. Your vision, hearing, and smell

, taste and touch have established a complete connection with the armor, your delay time is also extremely low, and the use of the exoskeleton armor has reached the level of a real arm and a finger. You have become one with the armor. This is the output power.

It can’t be reflected.”

Ma Xiaoling was stunned at first, "Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"

Ren Zhong rolled his eyes and said, "I'm a little surprised too. I didn't expect the level four mecha warriors in their prime to be so powerful."

Ma Xiaoling laughed loudly, "Then you are overthinking! Not everyone is like me. Do you know why I am called the strongest in Spark Town?"

"Why?"

"Because the resonance of my five senses has reached the perfect level. The sixth sense, that is, combat intuition, has also begun to sprout. My current carrying power is 9100, and I am just waiting for the hard work to increase the carrying power to 10,000, and I will immediately upgrade it to level five.

"

"What! Didn't it mean that you have to reach 10,000 kilowatts before you can activate the sixth sense?"

"Because my surname is Ma! Our family is very strong. My ancestors... let's not talk about this. Looking at your previous equipment, you have learned Sid Meier's armor skills, right?"

"Um."

"What do you think of Sid Meier? Is he strong?"

Ren nodded, "He can kill level 4 and level 5, so he's very strong."

"I won't lose to Sid Meier. Although I no longer have the chance to compete with him, I feel this way. Ordinary fourth-level fighters are not qualified to compare with me."

Ren Zhong took a long breath, "That's it."

He thought to himself, although Ma Xiaoling is not an ordinary person, a fourth-level professional does have something unique, and I still have to work hard every step of the way.

The more preparations you have to deal with Lin Wang, the better.

During this conversation, Ren Zhong collected a lot of information.

He put his hands behind his head, looked at the rising silver moons, and subconsciously sighed: "It is not easy to pursue personal greatness. As expected, the world's heroes cannot be underestimated."

"Praise after prize. In fact, I'm just a bastard. My teacher is a level six warrior and he beat me five times with one hand."

"You said, there are only so many powerful people on the Origin Star, but what about outside the Origin Star? Who is doing interstellar trade with the Yersen Group?"

Ma Xiaoling shrugged, "The devil knows."

"What are the commodities traded in the interstellar world? What is the currency unit?"

Ma Xiaoling thought carefully for a long time, "Well, I don't know either. Although there will be one or several large annual ring-level spaceships coming and going every once in a while, I, a third-level citizen, really have no rights as to what kind of goods are inside.

I know. My dad probably doesn’t know either.”

"Then what do you know?"

"Anyway, the person we are doing business with must be a very powerful advanced civilization. Many of Yuanxing's cutting-edge technology products are based on parts obtained through trade. Many of our technical standards are also based on the specifications provided by the other party.

Come."

The burden of responsibility suddenly dawned.

Are OEMs in third world countries smell like that?

Ma Xiaoling: "Oh wait! I remembered something."

"What?"

"I vaguely remember hearing someone say that the currency of interstellar trading is also contribution points, which is the contribution point we use."

"What!"

Ren Zhong suddenly sat up straight.

He was very shocked.

In the 21st century, when the United States trades with small and weak countries, it is almost impossible for the United States to agree to the use of its own currency by the transaction partners, and the U.S. hegemony is more important than oil.

The technological generation gap and comprehensive strength gap between the higher civilization of the trading partner and Source Star is probably greater than that between the United States and Cambodia. How could the other party use Source Star's contribution points for bilateral trade?

Control the currency and eat the exchange rate, and then pour some water into the trade currency pool from time to time. Wouldn’t it be nice to cut other people’s leeks?

This is very unreasonable.

I thought about it for a long time and couldn't find an answer.

He could only look up at the stars with full doubts.

The more he learns about the world, the more his doubts not diminish, but become more and more doubtful.

"If I have the chance, I really want to visit a planet with advanced civilization. It must be a very prosperous, very developed, and very happy planet. It must be different from the Source Star."

Interstellar fleets, giant cannon ships, across the starry sky, starships, black hole engines, wonders of the universe...

As a scientific worker, who can not yearn for such a world?

Even if it was just a fantasy, Ren Zhong felt a surge of emotion in his heart at this moment, and there were also some complex emotions that wanted to ask "why".

Ma Xiaoling: "What, is Happy Planet?"

Ren Zhong's whole body felt violently.

He has broken through.
To be continued...