Now Ren Zhong was merely a Mechanical Warrior with barely Third Level strength, and just by slightly gaining Lin Wang's trust, he was already living a life of luxury, like a social elite.
The power and status here were too easy to become addicted to.
These are all traps of assimilation, just like Pan Fenglian's body and Lin Wang's tea, sugar-coated bombs.
This is the temptation from around the world, omnipresent, pervasive.
Only the most determined Revolutionary can resist it.
Ren Zhong, who had just recently resolved himself, didn't know if he counted as the most determined Revolutionary, but he wanted to become such a person.
Therefore, he knew that if he did not actively hold onto these emotions, he would sooner or later sink into this social hierarchy's Pyramid, becoming a beast that looked like a human but wasn't truly human, like Lin Wang.
Ren Zhong did not want this.
