Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 94: 94, Take care

At Laojun Mountain, inside the room of a rural homestay.

The walkie-talkie Qing Chen had placed on the table suddenly rang out, “Hello, I am Kunlun’s Lu Yuan.”

But it was ignored, left to rest quietly where it was.

At this moment, Qing Chen lay on his back on the pristine white bed, biting down on a towel, his face pale.

At the foot of the bed, Jiang Xue, with several bottles of iodine and cotton swabs she had bought in the morning, was cleaning Qing Chen’s wounds on his feet and legs while crying.

Tiny slivers of wood, fragments of glass, soil.

Cleared away by Jiang Xue, bit by bit.

Large beads of sweat rolled down Qing Chen’s forehead, and Li Tongyun was tirelessly wiping them away at his side.

The young girl was also crying.

It wasn’t due to fear or other emotions, they were simply too heartbroken for Qing Chen.

Last night, the youth had mustered his strength to return outside the guesthouse. In order not to let others track him down by his barefoot traces, he even endured the pain to put on shoes and found another rural homestay to settle down in.

He had fainted as soon as he entered the room.

Exhaustion, the fear and panic after killing for the first time, and the cost of the adrenaline rush behind his bloodlust, all came flooding in at once.

He had been using the Breathing Technique throughout the entire fight, and the copious amounts of endorphins secreted from the pituitary gland afterward had temporarily made him forget the pain.

But in the morning, when Jiang Xue was cleaning his wounds, the pain woke him up again.

Originally, Jiang Xue had wanted Qing Chen to rest a bit longer, but the wounds had to be tended to immediately, they couldn’t be delayed any longer.

“What’s the point,” Jiang Xue said as she wiped away tears, “you’ve hurt yourself like this to save a bunch of strangers. Look at the gash on your shoulder, a little more to the side and your shoulder blade would have been broken.”

Qing Chen didn’t speak, he simply bore the pain in silence.

In fact, his injuries looked scary, but he knew they were just superficial and would heal quickly.

Especially since he had been using the Breathing Technique during the entire fight, and the lost energy had already started to recover by dawn.

Perhaps it was because he always used the Breathing Technique in normal combat and had experienced tremendous pain.

Qing Chen faintly felt that the energy inside him seemed to have grown a bit stronger, what might have been the size of a fist before was now the size of one and a half fists.

Moreover, his body seemed to be undergoing a transformation; behind the soreness all over his body, even his bones seemed to be making subtle crackling sounds.

Was the genetic lock about to be unlocked?

Probably not yet.

After three hours, Jiang Xue finally confirmed that she had finished cleaning the wounds on Qing Chen’s feet. She said to him, “You should sleep a little longer, I will go borrow the kitchen to make you something to eat and replenish your strength.”

“Okay, thank you Aunt Jiang Xue,” Qing Chen spoke weakly.

Li Tongyun at the side said, “Brother Qing Chen, you almost scared mom and me to death when you came back in the wee hours. We thought you were leaving us.”

Qing Chen hummed in response.

Then he heard the young girl continue, “Then, mom checked your injuries and found that only your shoulder and feet were severely wounded, and we were a bit relieved. Please don’t push yourself so hard next time, I would be scared if something happened to you.”

Qing Chen managed a weak smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t be in trouble.”

Once Jiang Xue had left, Li Tongyun spoke softly, “Brother Qing Chen, I think I might have guessed your identity, it’s just a little different from the information I had before. I need to confirm it.”

Qing Chen was taken aback, it seemed that during his unconsciousness, something had been discovered by the other.

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But that wasn’t important, he actually didn’t mind the young girl knowing his identity.

He was just a bit curious, “Why are you so determined to find me in the Inner World?”

But he heard Li Tongyun continue, “I can’t tell Mom about becoming a Time Traveler, and you weren’t by my side, I would be very scared sleeping alone in the big mansion at night. Once I find you, I won’t be scared anymore. Brother Qing Chen, do you know, I was all alone in that Inner World…”

Qing Chen thought for a moment, “Have you started playing the pity card?”

Li Tongyun pouted her lips, “That’s boring!”

“Have you made any new friends in the Inner World?” Qing Chen asked curiously.

“There’s an older brother and sister who are quite nice to me, and the Li Family’s grandfather is especially kind to me. But the family’s old butler said that while the grandfather and sister are truly kind, I should be careful around that brother called Li Xiuqi,” Li Tongyun muttered, “The Li’s Financial Group seems to be quite complex. And that very kind old grandfather is in poor health, with many people sneakily discussing what will happen after he leaves.”

Qing Chen pondered, the brother, sister and grandfather mentioned should all be key members of the Li’s Financial Group.

He had heard from Uncle Li Dong that the current Family Head of the Li family was 163 years old, his health was deteriorating, and even anti-aging medications were no longer effective as his cell division had reached its limit.

The Deer Island Family Head was probably the oldest, at 221 years, but the way he extended his life didn’t seem to be very honorable.

Qing Chen didn’t want to think about these things for the moment.

He turned his head to look at his shoulder, where a fresh bandage had already been applied.

All of this in front of him was a reminder that it was all in the past.

But it seemed that there were things that hadn’t passed yet.

“Xiao Tongyun, can you help me get some paper and a pen?” Qing Chen asked.

“I have them in my backpack,” Li Tongyun said.

She came to take a holiday for the National Day, but she still had to carry a backpack filled with homework.

With her assistance, Qing Chen slowly leaned against two pillows. He searched on his phone for a way to decipher Morse code and then, relying on memory, drew out the Morse code tapped by the Kunlun members that night.

A tap with the index finger was a dot, a tap with the middle finger was a dash, and each set of taps represented a letter or a number.

For instance, one tap with the index finger followed by one tap with the middle finger was the letter A.

And those seemingly random sequences of taps were pieced together into an important message.

Qing Chen didn’t know why he suddenly wanted to decipher that Morse code; he just felt like he had missed something extremely important.

An event that made wealthy men like Hu Xiaoniu risk their lives to have him avenge two Kunlun members.

Qing Chen rapidly recalled the rhythm of the taps in his mind and deciphered them.

He drew each Morse character on paper and then annotated the translated letter beside it.

“No regrets in this life, brothers take care.”

“Dah dah dah, dah, dah.” (I will repeat the last part.)

“No regrets in this life, brothers take care.”

This was the message conveyed by an injured Kunlun member to another comrade present.

Sitting up in bed, Qing Chen suddenly thought that from the moment the other was shot, he had already resigned to his fate.

He looked out at the bright blue sky outside the window, the sky above the mountains seemed lower than in the city and more vast.

But for some reason, Qing Chen felt his mood start to fall.

He folded the deciphered piece of paper and had Li Tongyun help stuff it into his wallet.

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