Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 697: 414, inexplicable familiarity_2

Qing Chen couldn’t keep renting salvage boats to go out, could he? Even if he rented one, he would still face the threat of the Bass out on the sea.

That’s a destroyer, after all. Even a B-Class Expert would die if hit by a single shot.

Zheng Yuandong glanced at Qing Chen, “Aren’t you afraid that after I salvage it, even though two tons of gold were recovered, I’ll tell you there was only one?”

Qing Chen smiled, “In this regard, I should always be able to trust Kunlun.”

Zheng Yuandong looked at Qing Chen in surprise but said nothing.

He took out a piece of paper and handed it to Qing Chen.

“What’s this?” asked Qing Chen curiously.

Zheng Yuandong wrapped his scarf tightly and put on his hat before stepping back into the cold wind outside the door, “Addresses of Jindai, Deer Island, and Future Organization in Amsterdam, as well as information on key members of each organization. They’ve been hunting you for days, and I think with your character, you’ll need this. There’s also Kunlun’s safe house in Amsterdam—if things get unbearable, run there.”

Qing Chen was amused. He hadn’t expected that the bushy-browed Boss Zheng also had this side to him.

However, this was exactly what he needed.

Qing Chen called out to Zheng’s retreating figure, “However, I still need Kunlun to cooperate with one thing.”

“What is it?”

“Please spread a message to the outside world, claiming that the Future Organization is actually lying, that Capri has already killed the Time Traveler from the East and has returned to Amsterdam.”

Zheng Yuandong thought for a moment, “Okay.”

The fact that Capri swaggered back to Amsterdam was true; Qing Chen needed the waters of Amsterdam to get murkier.

A weak voice came from inside the room, and Qing Chen pushed the door open, pouring a cup of hot water for Yangyang.

“Feeling any better?” Qing Chen asked, sitting by the bed.

Yangyang smiled weakly, “At least I don’t feel dizzy anymore. How many days are left on the countdown?”

Qing Chen replied, “21 days.”

“I’ve slept for two days then,” Yangyang sighed. “Time flies so fast. But before the crossover, I should be able to recover to my best condition.”

Qing Chen felt somewhat relieved, grateful that there was still plenty of time left before their return. Otherwise, Yangyang would have had to go through the crossover in a weakened state.

Yangyang lay on the bed, smiling at Qing Chen, “You seem very self-reproachful, but you don’t need to be. The secret to an Awakener’s successive promotions is to exceed their limits time after time. Knights have their own limits, and so do we. Awakeners who dare not to overspend their strength or challenge their limits can’t reach higher levels. Maybe after my condition stabilizes, there’s a chance to advance to A-Class in the future… Though if you want to feel very guilty, that’s fine too, just remember you owe me a favor.”

Qing Chen smiled, “I’ll remember that.”

“When are we going back to our country?” asked Yangyang.

“Once you’ve recovered. I need to do some things. Now the Time Travelers are at the ports and airports. If we don’t create some chaos, we might really not be able to go back,” Qing Chen said.

Yangyang thought to herself that the chaos Qing Chen mentioned would indeed probably cause quite a disruption for everyone…

After thinking it over, she said, “I can fly you back to the country.”

Qing Chen also considered it, “If I can’t identify our location in the air, then we might truly not be able to return.”

Yangyang laughed. She suddenly said, “Qing Chen, after overusing my power this time, I feel like many things in my perception have become fields of force. I’m a bit worried that if one day when I look at you all, all I see are fields of force, no colors, no shapes, no blue skies and white clouds, no vast seas and mountain ranges, what should I do then?”

Qing Chen was taken aback; he understood what Yangyang meant…

Yangyang’s mood seemed to darken, “What if one day I only see you as a field of force, not as yourself? Would I lose all feeling, all meaning of life then?”

Qing Chen’s hand suddenly tightened on the bedsheets, and after a long silence, he calmly asked, “What can I do for you?”

Yangyang spoke softly, “Could you dance for me? Maybe I’ll feel better after you do.”

Qing Chen: “???”

He said with irritation, “Don’t joke about these things. I’m asking you seriously, does the situation you mentioned really exist?”

Yangyang laughed, “Why can’t you take a joke? After overextending my abilities this time, I suddenly gained two modes of perception. I can freely switch between force-field and reality awareness, so I think I won’t get lost anymore!”

Qing Chen felt a false alarm, “Don’t speak so soon…”

Yangyang teased, “Were you very nervous just now? I saw you starting to clutch the bedsheets!”

Qing Chen stood up, “No.”

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Two days later.

In a three-story European building beside the Amsterdam River, Jindai Warehouse sat with a cup of tea, silently beside the fireplace.

Someone entered from outside and said in a low voice, “Boss, we still haven’t found any trace of Qing Chen.”

Jindai Warehouse frowned, “Not at the ports, not at the airports, not at the train stations, not at the bus stations; he must still be in Amsterdam. You have to find him for me. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been chased by that monster He Jinqiu for three days and nights out in the Barents Sea!”

His subordinate spoke softly, “Boss, what do you think about the recent rumors? Someone said that actually, Qing Chen has been killed by Capri. They had a fight in the Greenland waters, and the Radiant Trumpet was riddled with holes. In the end, Capri had no choice but to abandon the Radiant Trumpet, which cost over two hundred million US dollars, and return on the Arctic.”