Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 838: 506, once again blown off, stars like rain

Today Qing Chen did not do that. He let Jinguji Maki lie on his back, then carried the mountain bike and continued to move forward.

By the time they reached halfway up the mountain, they could hear someone shouting at the foot of the mountain. It should be Wutian Yingfu who had already arrived.

Qing Chen did not look back.

The little girl whispered, “Brother, aren’t you hurt a lot?”

Actually, even the little girl noticed that Qing Chen’s condition was not very good.

These days, Qing Chen had been training as if punishing himself, so the injuries he brought back from the Inner World hadn’t fully healed.

Qing Chen smiled, “It’s okay.”

“Brother, I’ve always felt that you’re blaming yourself…” the little girl whispered.

“Why?” Qing Chen was taken aback.

The little girl said, “You finish the unappetizing meals, train over and over, fall off cliffs and climb back up again. It all seems like you’re punishing yourself.”

Qing Chen was silent for a long time. He hadn’t expected someone as young as Jinguji Maki to see through so much that he hadn’t expressed.

Slowly, they climbed to the top of the mountain. Qing Chen sat heavily on a rock, looking at the distant sky with a pale whiteness, and said calmly, “I do blame myself a little and want to punish myself. In the past, I had gone down a wrong path, resulting in my own hardships and causing others to die for me. I often think, if I hadn’t been lost, would many people’s fates have been different.”

“At that time, I always comforted myself that as long as those from the Daylight weren’t hurt, it didn’t matter how many others died. But then I realized I was wrong. I’m neither a good person nor a bad person. My mistake was in not becoming a good person or thoroughly becoming a bad person… It’s really depressing.”

“So when I was in the pigsty, I kept building stone walls, torturing myself while trying to give others some hope. I wanted to lead them out of their plight. In fact, until that moment, I still had a laughable blind confidence. I was happy to see those people’s expressions change from numbness to vividness, until someone finally told me… It’s okay, success doesn’t have to come through me.”

“At that moment, I realized it wasn’t me redeeming them, but they were redeeming me.”

“I was finally redeemed.”

As he spoke, blood seeped from his wounds, eventually dripping onto the snow, staining the white snow red.

Jinguji Maki sat down next to him, “What about now?”

“Now?” Qing Chen smiled and stood up, “I’ve come back.”

As he spoke.

The snow stopped.

The clouds dispersed.

The morning sun rippled through the atmosphere, just like that day on the cliff of the green mountain.

Qing Chen took two steps forward, looking at Wutian Yingfu and the others gradually climbing up the mountain, more than three hundred people armed to the teeth, following their tracks.

They were about to bring Qing Chen and the others into their firing range.

The ridge was steep, and if he used the Reverse Breathing Technique this time, life and death would be left to fate.

The little girl pleaded, “Brother, you’re bleeding, how about giving up for today?”

Qing Chen turned back, smiling, and asked Jinguji Maki, “Xiao Zhenji, do you still believe in fairy tales?”

The little girl was silent and did not speak.

Qing Chen adjusted his clothes, lifted the mountain bike, and said seriously, “Those who dance must practice continuously. Their feet are wounded, their knees are bloody, they cry countless times, shouting they want to give up.”

“But the moment they take the stage, they wear dazzling clothes, exuding only elegance and composure.”

“From that moment, you should know that the ugly duckling can truly become a swan, and fairy tales can come true.”

“But this fairy tale isn’t written for you by others; it’s written for yourself with blood and tears.”

Qing Chen placed the little girl on the crossbar.

He couldn’t leave her alone on the mountain top; otherwise, if the Mysterious Business Department found him descending alone, they would certainly come up and capture Jinguji Maki as a threat.

Taking the little girl would indeed be more dangerous.

Previously, he couldn’t even overcome the life-and-death challenges by himself, but now he had to take care of another person.

Thus, the little girl would also be in the same danger.

But since Jinguji Maki had decided to walk the path of the Knight, there was no need to make another choice.

Qing Chen asked again, “Do you believe in fairy tales?”

Jinguji Maki replied earnestly, “I believe.”

Qing Chen glanced at the sunrise once more. The last time he had seen the sunrise after numerous hardships, this time he drew strength from it.

He finally recalled the vastness he felt when he first became a Knight and saw those four words on the cliff.

Qing Chen resolutely began the Reverse Breathing Technique, took a light step forward, then rode the mountain bike and rushed down the sharp ridge.

He came back.

He didn’t leave himself any retreat.

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Wutian Yingfu, at the halfway point, suddenly saw someone riding a mountain bike, rushing down the ridge from the top of the mountain.

They were on the shady slope, where the sunlight hadn’t yet reached. Wutian Yingfu squinted his eyes, looking up and only seeing the black silhouette on the ridge, engraved in the morning sun.

“Open fire!” He raised his automatic rifle and fired rapidly, bullets chasing Qing Chen’s tracks within the shooting range.

But Qing Chen’s speed only increased, and he never looked at the enemy from start to finish.

At 120 kilometers per hour, if you stood by the roadside, you would feel that the speeding vehicle had left you and the world in the dust.