Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1045: 643. Be proud of Qing Chen

Shadow had a good dream.

But he didn’t dream of Li Bingxi and Chen Yu.

Instead, he dreamed of Qing Chen and his father.

In the dream, he wasn’t Shadow; he was a worker in a renovation team.

His father wasn’t the Qing Clan House Master; he was the foreman of the renovation team.

Qing Chen wasn’t the Time Traveler sent to the Outer World for testing; he was a seventeen-year-old outstanding student, preparing to apply to Federal Qinghe University.

It was said that just the day before, a girl wrote a love letter to Qing Chen. The father found the letter and tore it to shreds, instructing him to focus on his studies instead of other matters.

During the day, Shadow and his father would do carpentry work in the Upper Three Districts, installing ceilings and wall panels for wealthy people.

While eating a protein bar, his father would say, ”These rich people are so extravagant, nailing such expensive wood onto walls.”

They worked hard at the construction site, their bodies covered in wood shavings and dust, without having to think about power schemes.

Shadow would sit at the construction site during breaks, counting on his fingers, figuring out when he could save enough for a down payment on a house in the Fifth District.

His father would cut wood while watching him and ask, ”How much more do you need?”

Shadow smiled and said, ”A bit over two hundred thousand left. Another two years and I should have enough.”

The father remained silent for a long time: ”I’ll lend you two hundred thousand first, and then deduct it from your salary. Ning Xiu has a hard time too; she could have been making good money, living comfortably elsewhere, but chose to endure hardship with you. Get a good house early and move in. No need for all four of us to squeeze into one small room. Later, I’ll stay in the Seventh District with your brother, and you and Ning Xiu can move in. Give me a grandson early, and I’ll help you take care of him.”

Shadow scratched his head, a little embarrassed: ”It’s not easy for you to save up two hundred thousand; my brother will take college entrance exams next year, and after-school classes cost a lot.”

The father thought for a while and said, ”Don’t worry, I’ve been working hard for half my life, still have some savings left.”

Shadow, slightly worried: ”Dad, just make sure you don’t sell any organs.”

The father retorted irritably: ”Don’t worry, I’m not that foolish. Who would sell organs when they have a legitimate job?”

In the evening, they returned home covered in dust, where Ning Xiu had already prepared a meal, urging them to wash their hands and eat.

The gentle wife, wearing an apron, smiled warmly as she shared that she had just found an office job, which would help ease the burden of house payments, meaning Xiao Chen’s tuition wouldn’t be so tight.

Meanwhile, Qing Chen was still in the room, going through problems and preparing for exams, fully focused.

This dream was ordinary and simple.

But everything was wonderful.

So wonderful that Shadow even wanted to relive life again within the dream, but sadly, the dream was too short.

In the dream, Shadow was acutely aware that it was a good dream, and that... he had to wake up.

Return countdown 4:00:00.

Eight o’clock at night.

Just as Shadow was waking up, Li Bingxi had already begun to disperse his incarnations, splitting into 24 in the blink of an eye.

Though his expression was calm, his actions showed Shadow enough respect.

Or perhaps fear.

Chen Yu also took out six painting scrolls from the bamboo basket and twisted them apart.

But instead of immortal-like figures leaping out from the painting scrolls, six small suns ascended into the sky.

The suns hung high above everyone’s heads, releasing unbearable scorching heat, and the intertwining light beams illuminated the wilderness as brightly as daylight, causing all shadows to disappear.

This was to constrain Shadow’s Door of Shadow.

It must be noted that the Door of Shadow could only be opened in places with shadows.

This time, Chen Yu was determined to succeed, blocking Shadow’s escape route from the start.

At this moment, 300 kilometers away, in the First Air Force base of the Chen Clan, seven A-Class Floating Ships suddenly ascended to the sky.

The vast air force base was brightly lit.

Eighteen escort aircraft had been launched into the sky in advance. Around those seven A-Class Floating Ships, dozens of B-Class Floating Ships equipped with air-to-ground fire systems followed suit.

This was the true form of Chen’s Southern Fleet.

Chen Yu was seriously treating this hunt as a war effort.

Shadow, laughing, asked, ”Six paintings just to block my escape route? But what if I don’t intend to leave?”

Chen Yu replied indifferently, ”Just a precaution.”

Qing Chen: ”Brother, can you please get off my back first?”

”Oops, sorry,” Shadow jumped off Qing Chen’s back, smiling while saying, ”You did a great job guarding us along the way; I don’t even have a scratch. To be honest, I was half-prepared to wake up missing some limbs.”

Qing Chen, both laughing and crying: ”Is this really the time to tell these hellishly bad jokes? Can you improve your joke-telling skills a bit?”

”Huh? Wasn’t it funny?” Shadow smiled brightly and glanced at Zard: ”Has the Faceless Army arrived?”

Zard replied honestly: ”The offer of allegiance has been made.”

”Great,” Shadow nodded and then looked at Zhang Mengchan: ”Kid, are you scared?”

Zhang Mengchan calmly shook his head: ”Not scared, it’s just death.”

Shadow laughed heartily: ”See, even the kids around me are much better than that old thing, Li Bingxi.”

The three Demigods stood in a tripartite standoff in the wilderness, while the outer troops, without orders, didn’t dare move closer.

The situation now was beyond what mortals could get involved in; anyone approaching would just add unnecessary variables.