Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 989: 620. Seeking New Cultivation Lineage_2

Shadow was listening intently, and when Qing Chen suddenly stopped, he looked up and said, “Continue reading?”

Qing Chen shrugged his shoulders: “That’s all there is.”

Shadow grumbled: “The ancestors preserved this artifact for so long, and it’s just a brief family letter? Isn’t that a joke.”

When he brought this to his younger brother, he thought it would be very useful.

But now he realized it was just a worthless letter, and felt a bit awkward.

Shadow pointed to another framed glass: “Look at that one, what’s written on it? It seems to have many languages.”

Qing Chen glanced at it, it was a piece of well-preserved white copperplate paper, originally a large sheet, but now only a small fragment remained.

He just took a quick look and realized something was off, German?

Just then, as Yangyang was picking fish bones, she leaned over for a glance and casually said, “A headphone manual.”

Qing Chen was surprised: “You know German?”

Yangyang, holding a grilled fish, proudly said: “Of course.”

Qing Chen handed the manual to Shadow, bemused: “Bro, this isn’t useful either, it’s just a headphone manual.”

Shadow’s face completely fell: “Wait here, I’ll be right back!”

With that, he walked into the woods, opening the Door of Shadow, with a hint of killing intent on his face.

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City No. 10, under the Caramel Bar.

Lao Shen was lightly sipping a small glass of baijiu, and when he looked up, he saw Shadow suddenly walk in: “Huh, weren’t you out with Qing Chen? How do you have time to visit this old man?”

Shadow picked up the bottle on the table, poured himself a glass, and said: “Give me all the mystic text archives that have been deciphered and those that haven’t.”

Qing Shen’s eyes widened: “What are you up to, ready to give up on life? Si Nianhua just started translating, hasn’t found anything useful yet.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Shadow said: “Also, tell all the secret spies to deploy whatever Kite Falcons and informants they have, turn the Federal black market upside down for me, forget everything else, but get me all mystic text materials!”

Lao Shen looked at Shadow in astonishment, wondering what madness had seized him in the dead of night.

He said: “The ones from Qing’s Family, I can give them to you now, but as for the black market… at least give the spies some time, after all, a raid takes time. I’ll first give you what the Qing’s Family has stored, and in 24 hours, I’ll hand over what the spies have gathered.”

Shadow thought for a moment: “I can wait, but tell them, I will only wait 24 hours.”

Lao Shen smirked: “It must be for Qing Chen, once it’s about him, you start being unreasonable and ignoring the rules.”

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By the lake of Taboo Land No. 10.

Qing Ye and the others returned from hunting, each carrying a wild boar.

Qing Qu explained to Qing Chen: “Boss, we didn’t venture deep into the interior, so we could only find this kind of common game for now. Maybe in a few days, we can get something better.”

Qing Chen laughed and said: “This is already great.”

At that moment, Zard had somehow found an oil fruit and placed it on his head, fiddling with it, he asked Qing Chen: “Does it look good?”

Qing Chen remembered the rules of Taboo Land No. 10: “It looks really good…”

In Taboo Land No. 10, it’s best not to contradict anything, even when answering questions normally. Just agreeing with what others say first is the safest bet.

After all, the rules of this Taboo Land were tested and surmised at the cost of lives, they weren’t explicitly told to you by the Taboo Land.

So, even if they became written rules, they might not cover everything.

Nobody knows how accurate the previous people’s predictions really were.

Qing Chen looked at Zard now and suddenly felt how dangerous it was to have a lunatic with you in such a Taboo Land.

Or say, how dangerous it is to complete traversing and returning in a Taboo Land.

Before returning, everyone is cautiously wary of the rules, after returning with a time span of 7 days or 30 days, one might easily forget about the rules.

Saying the wrong thing even slightly might result in suddenly dying here.

Zard chuckled: “7-day free limited edition skin, pretty cool!”

Qing Chen: “…”

On the other side.

Actually, Ma Jingjing felt a bit numb when he saw Zard.

Especially when he saw the little sapling on Zard’s head, he immediately remembered the fear of being dominated by a little sapling on the snowfield more than three days ago.

Back then, Xiao Yu and the others weren’t on the playground.

It was only Ma Jingjing who got pulled into the snow.

Everything happened so fast at the time, and by the time Ma Jingjing saw Zard’s little sapling, it was already too late.

Before he could react, Zard pulled him into the snow pit.

After that day, many people on the Academy forum condemned the little sapling, and Zard replied with one sentence, aggravating everyone and making the situation even more volatile.

“Are you guys sore losers?”

This aggro-skills were maxed out.

So, when someone advised Ma Jingjing to hug the thigh.

Ma Jingjing stood up but sat back down after seeing Zard’s figure again…

The thigh was too thick, a bit too much to hug.

Anyone from under the Master of Daytime could walk sideways in the school, how can they just hug such a thigh when they say so?

A few days ago, after returning, Ma Jingjing even somewhat enjoyed the secret pleasure of ‘We know who Qing Chen is, but Qing Chen doesn’t know we are also Time Travelers’.

This information gap advantage gave the four a slight thrill.

But now…

“You think… has he already found out that we were using his name to gain traffic in school? That Zard is very active on the forum,” Ma Jingjing asked cautiously.

“Principal Zheng’s secret-keeping art,” Yi Wenbo calmly analyzed: “As I guess, Principal Zheng should be a master above A-Class, and as long as the level isn’t higher than him, no one inside the Institute can disclose any information from there to the outside. Even the Daytime members couldn’t be A-Class, Qing Chen hasn’t reported to the Institute yet, so the Daytime members can’t disclose anything to Qing Chen.”

Ma Jingjing: “Makes sense.”

This analysis was quite logical.

According to this logic, even if Zard knew they were Time Travelers, he couldn’t tell Qing Chen about it now.

But Ma Jingjing, thinking it over again, still felt something was off: “He will find out eventually. You can hide for a while, but not forever. We acted pretentiously for the hype back then, now thinking it’s still best to explain to him clearly. If he lets us follow, that’s a good thing. If not, better apologize early than face death for offending him… If you haven’t seen the scene of that little sapling turning into ‘Giant Baby’ smashing elementary schoolers, it’s terrifying.”

In the end, he stood up, bringing three others to Qing Chen’s campfire: “I’m sorry…”

Their attitude was extremely sincere, almost kneeling before Qing Chen.

Qing Chen smiled at them: “It’s fine, you guys posting stuff on the Institute forum is okay, you’re smart too, you didn’t touch on any secrets. Continue posting, just be considerate.”

Ma Jingjing paused for a moment, quickly reacting: “Boss, you’re at the Institute?! Everyone said you haven’t reported yet.”

“I’m here,” Qing Chen nodded with a smile.

Yi Wenbo quick on the take: “Disguise.”

Ma Jingjing understood, curiously asking: “What’s your identity in school… Oh, never mind, you probably can’t say, then which school did you go to? Which school do you think is good?”

Qing Chen thought and answered: “I went to the Institute of Technology.”

Chen Sui went to the Institute of Technology.

At this time, Qing Chen was indeed using Ma Jingjing and their words to solidify certain people’s suspicions about his identity.

Letting Chen Sui take the blame more steadily.

While speaking, Shadow walked out of the woods again, holding a thick pile of materials in his arms.

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Another chapter before 11 p.m.