Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 899: 554, Take over the pot

Qing Chen could already imagine that when Yi was found by his brother to have been involved in hundreds of online romances and couldn’t explain it, he would naturally pass the blame onto Qing Chen.

If it were any other blame, he might accept it, be it being cute or being a heartbreaker.

But the problem is, he can’t handle this one!

This was the first generation demigod, after all!

According to Yi, this demigod has been destroying those uploaded consciousnesses on the internet every day!

This is Li Shentan, a man who once held back a million-level intelligent machine army alone, a demigod who has lived for over a thousand years.

He’s really worried that the other party might obliterate him with a snap of the fingers for corrupting their niece.

“Did you misunderstand something? I didn’t teach Yi how to online date,” Qing Chen explained cautiously.

At some point, Qing Chen didn’t know why he even felt a bit nervous meeting the “parent.”

“Hmm?” Li Shentan looked at Qing Chen.

Qing Chen patiently explained, “Please believe me, I really didn’t teach Yi online dating. She taught herself.”

Li Shentan smiled and said, “How could a simple child like Yi possibly learn online dating on her own? Stop trying to quibble, or I’ll fly you like a kite in a typhoon.”

What’s with flying a human kite in a typhoon? Is Yi’s brother really normal…

Also.

Simple?

Yi simple?

The Yi who named herself “heartbreaker,” is very simple?

Qing Chen almost thought that the Yi Li Shentan was talking about and the Yi he knew were not the same person.

However, he didn’t dare to explain further when he thought about Li Shentan’s combat power and merely echoed: “Yes, she’s very simple…”

Li Shentan put the top hat on his head: “By the way, congratulations on surviving. I thought you were going to die in the A02 base. You’re tougher than I expected.”

“Of course, it couldn’t have happened without Yi’s help,” Li Shentan said. “But you must understand, anything she does, no matter how seamless, will show some signs. If you are Yi’s friend and care about her, don’t let her keep doing things for you. You don’t understand some things; this is about protecting her. I’ve talked to her, she knows what’s important.”

No wonder he couldn’t get in touch with Yi after leaving the A02 base; turns out she was disciplined by her brother.

And the reason Li Shentan appeared in front of Qing Chen was because Yi took action to control those war robots.

Li Shentan couldn’t let this continue. As Yi’s elder, he naturally had to care for and nurture the little friend who was acting recklessly.

At this time, Li Shentan said, “As Yi’s friend, you may ask me one question.”

Qing Chen said seriously, “You can be assured… but I am curious about one thing: is the crossing event related to you?”

Li Shentan glanced at him: “Related. Wasting such a good opportunity to ask a question unrelated to your own benefit is unwise. Let me give you a gift, Da Fu’s second condition is to lick its forehead.”

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment at this question… He finally got his answer: it does indeed have to do with Yi’s brother.

Da Fu’s second containment condition was unknown even to Uncle Li Dong.

Of course, it wasn’t surprising that Li Shentan knew Da Fu’s second containment condition, given he is a figure akin to a living fossil.

Maybe Da Fu was once played with by Li Shentan’s hands.

But the problem is, why is Da Fu’s second containment condition so weird?!

According to feline habits, in social cat groups, only the leader can lick other cats’ heads, which is an expression of sovereignty and status.

This feline habit might be the origin of the containment condition.

But which normal person would go around licking a cat’s forehead? Who discovered this containment condition? Couldn’t be Li Shentan himself…

Qing Chen imagined the demigod Li Shentan vigorously licking Da Fu’s head, and suddenly felt… kind of cute?

Before Qing Chen could finish thinking, kids distributing candy saw Li Shentan and cheered as they ran over, surrounding Li Shentan.

The silver-haired demigod looked at the children with a smile, becoming warm in expression.

He said: “How about Uncle performing a magic trick for you?”

“Good!” said the children.

Li Shentan took out a deck of cards, launching them one by one into the sky. Countless cards buried his body.

As all the cards fell, the tuxedoed figure had already disappeared.

Qing Chen stood in place; this really was magic, definitely not a trick.

No matter how he recollected and replayed all the details, he couldn’t figure out how Li Shentan did it.

He pondered, according to Yi, Li Shentan’s mental will fused over 70% with the world at the end of the last human epoch, causing his physical body to disintegrate into ashes.

And Yi’s creator “Zero” placed Li Shentan and Yi into the sandbox, waiting for Ren Xiaosu to unlock it.

So now, what’s the deal with Li Shentan’s physical body—made of nanorobots?

Qing Chen hurried away; he still had many things to do tonight.

As for Da Fu’s second containment condition, he had to wait until he was somewhere without people to attempt it.

Qing Chen always felt that Da Fu would undergo a shocking transformation.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated: “Hello?”

“Is this Chen Sui? This is the Black Swan Restaurant. You passed the waiter interview, come over to work tomorrow. Tell me your height and weight, I’ll have a tailor make your clothes. But these clothes aren’t free, you’ll have to pay a deposit of 5,000 yuan.”

“Okay, thank you.”

Qing Chen hung up the phone. It was a restaurant located in the Fourth District, also in the information Shadow had provided him, a place Jindai Yunhe used to frequent most often.

This time, he didn’t take the steam train back to the Central Plains but turned around and headed north again, solely to hunt down an A-Class expert.

And those over seven hundred people.

Before he last traveled here, Qing Chen deliberately went up to the rooftop of the highest hotel in Osaka Shinsaibashi, just to clearly see the faces planning to hunt him down.

Traveling is a very interesting thing, the prey you can’t kill in the Outer World, you can continue to hunt in the Inner World.

City 22 is the gathering place controlled by the Jindai to manage Time Travelers. Those more than seven hundred Time Travelers have already been brainwashed, living scattered in this city.

And he practiced painting so that Shadow could help him find these people.

…

…

Walking into the Ninth District of City 22.

Qing Chen noticeably felt like he had entered another world. All the buildings were sprayed with densely packed resistance slogans and swear words.

The color of the graffiti, under the blue and purple neon, was exceptionally harmonious.

He hadn’t taken a few steps before a middle-aged man asked, “Young man, want to sell organs? Just sell a kidney or an eyeball and you can get a lot of money, you can gamble it back at the casino, or go to the Fourth District to find the best girls. And don’t worry about safety, I can replace them with bionic kidneys and mechanical eyes, they work just as well.”

Qing Chen looked at the middle-aged man, whose entire body was covered with low-quality mechanical limbs, his eyes had already been replaced with mechanical ones.

In his chest cavity, a blue mechanical heart was beating, looking extremely eerie.

On the long street, countless people were similar to this middle-aged man, their expressions filled with numbness, some holding change they just used to buy dopamine chips from street-side stores.

In the dirty and messy alleyways, sounds of customers bargaining with women could be heard.

After traveling, Qing Chen arrived in a prison managed in an orderly manner by One.

After being released, he had the protection of Uncle Li Dong, so he never actually entered the lower three districts.

So, he almost thought that everything he had seen before was Cyberpunk.

Only now did he realize that the lower three districts, housing 50% of the city’s population, were the true Cyberpunk.

The Consortium’s control over these people wasn’t surveillance but controlling their spiritual entertainment and lifestyles, letting them see no future or hope, willing to become caged pigs.

In such a place, someone like Qing Chen, whose ‘parts’ were still intact, was like a living anomaly, a walking money bag.

Everyone’s eyes told him this was not a place he should have come to.

Qing Chen once asked Yang Yang why she wanted to change this world.

Yang Yang said if you take a look at the lower three districts, you’ll know why.

Qing Chen continued walking deeper into the Ninth District when a little boy passed by and smoothly took the phone from his pocket.

He grasped the little boy’s wrist: “Give it back to me.”

The little boy weakly handed back the phone, and as Qing Chen turned back, he discovered even the boy’s eyes were replaced with mechanical ones.

The little boy’s eyes had been sold by his parents.

And his liver, kidneys, and heart were preserved because he hadn’t matured yet, not because of laws protecting minors, but because children’s organs hadn’t fully developed.

Qing Chen released the boy’s hand, letting him escape.

He walked into a building called the “Pigeon Cage,” the building had ninety floors, but the elevator had long been broken and unattended, the sewer clogged, completely ignored.

The people living on the upper floors didn’t want to go downstairs to take out the garbage, so they threw down trash and excrement.

The entire building emitted a disgusting stench.

The corridors were filled with the noise of loud music, many residents didn’t bother to close their doors. Passing by, Qing Chen could see young adults dancing inside, intertwined bodies.

Qing Chen opened the door to his rented room, went in, and shut the door.

But the noise from outside didn’t disappear because he shut the door. The blaring music still penetrated through the walls.

In the hallway, a few young men exchanged glances, approaching with sticks in hand, in their eyes, perhaps Qing Chen was a just-bankrupted resident from the Fifth or Sixth District, fallen into living in the lower three districts.

But that wasn’t important, what mattered was that Qing Chen’s organs were still wholly intact.

There were many elderly aristocrats in the Federation who didn’t have neuron connection possession technology like the Jindai Consortium, and nanorobots were far more expensive than ordinary people’s organs.

So they relied on the Federation’s mature and advanced medical technology to replace their entire set of organs.

However, a set of organs might only last ten years, so in another ten years, they had to buy a new set.