Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1192: Chapter 691: I’m Back

Luo Wanya was in the field, still busy leading the students of the Agricultural College to rush the harvest, aiming to gather the last batch of Immortality fruit before the crossing.

Xiao Qi was in City No. 10, while Xiao San was in City No. 22. According to the operating principles of the Zhunti cultivation method, an empowerment from Xiao Qi to Xiao San would leave Xiao Qi’s Zhunti True Qi depleted, making it impossible to further impact his own energy channels.

Xiao Tongyun and Xiao Zhenji also came.

Jinguji Maki carefully cut her finger with a knife and then smeared the blood on her master’s wrist.

The little crybaby who liked to shed tears did not cry this time.

“Thank you,” Qing Chen smiled, tousling Xiao Zhenji’s head, stood up, and said, “Let’s go, prepare for battle!”

With that, he turned and walked outside the War Fortress, followed closely by Xiao San and the others carrying baskets of fruit.

On the way, Luo Wanya reported the recent situation: “Boss, Si Nianhua and Ji Guanya have both landed on the island; they are waiting for you in the square. The Time Travelers in City No. 10 have already applied chicken blood sprout and recovered their health, but unfortunately, they can’t be taken to the Inner World. The Immortality fruits are enough for each person to eat two, with 432 left over; this time I suggest giving them to those cliff challengers to consume.”

“Why?”

“One reason is that letting the challengers eat them certainly aligns with our interests and yours. Another is that the children are protected in District 9, so there’s no need for them to go to the battlefield, hence they don’t need to eat more.”

“Hmm, do as you said,” Qing Chen nodded.

As they walked along the road, a Time Traveler suddenly greeted Qing Chen, “Hello, Little Dean.”

“Hello, Little Dean.”

“Thank you, Little Dean.”

Qing Chen was taken aback, looking at the Time Travelers who were genuinely and respectfully regarding him, momentarily not knowing how to respond.

Actually, when the Time Travelers initially learned Qing Chen was the dean of the Agricultural College, they felt a bit uneasy.

Everyone acknowledged Qing Chen’s strength, but his young age made them feel somewhat strange facing him.

However, with this return trip, the Time Travelers of City No. 10 recounted how Qing Chen repeatedly brought them back to District 9, and how he helped block the mouse tide multiple times along the way.

The Time Travelers told their classmates: The Little Dean only sleeps for two hours each time, sometimes not at all. Over a span of seven days, his total sleep time was less than 10 hours, all because he was out rescuing people…

When these stories were posted on the academy’s forum, all Time Travelers who read them were silent.

Now, those Time Travelers respectfully referred to Qing Chen, no longer feeling uneasy, because it was respect earned through Qing Chen’s strength and actions.

While Qing Chen was feeling emotional, Chen Sui from the Matrix suddenly approached: “I’m sorry, our Matrix was wrong in the past. I hope Daylight can forgive the things I’ve done before, and I also hope that in the future, Matrix can help more Time Travelers like you. I know Matrix and Daylight still have a long way to go, but from today onwards, we will strive to take you as our goal. The Matrix was too selfish in the past, but it won’t be in the future. I sincerely ask for your forgiveness.”

Qing Chen was silent for a long while, then smiled broadly and said, “It’s okay, it’s all in the past.”

He didn’t expect that the rift between Matrix and Daylight would end with Chen Sui’s apology.

At this time, Chen Sui suddenly asked, “You’re Chen Nian too, right? That gold medal in City No. 22…”

Qing Chen said, expressionless, “Lao Luo, take him away first; we have important things to do.”

Upon reaching the square, Xiao Qi cheerfully looked at the classmates and said, “Come on, same old rules, everyone scan the code to fill in the installment application, each person remembers to apply for two!”

Lu Yuan watched this scene, unable to cry or laugh: “At a time like this, the Agricultural College is still thinking about installment loans?”

Zheng Yuandong laughed and said, “This is Qing Chen, indicating he’s moved past grief and irrationality, ready for battle. Let’s also distribute the items we prepared.”

At this moment, Xiao Ying and others arrived, carrying dozens of boxes of ammunition.

Kunlun members lifted the lids off the boxes, revealing many miniature liquid grenades, each only half the size of a palm.

Zheng Yuandong said to Qing Chen, “This is liquid bomb technology from the Inner World, just the right size to be carried in the mouth of a Time Traveler.”

“Did Kunlun make this?” Qing Chen asked curiously.

“No,” Zheng Yuandong shook his head. “This was made by Kyushu overseas, working overtime specially tailored for the Time Travelers’ transfer between worlds, given for free. Although the craftsmanship is a bit rough, it should be of some help to you.”

Qing Chen nodded, “Thank He Boss for me.”

Although Daylight and Kyushu have a transactional relationship, ultimately, they are closer than ordinary business partners.

He Boss shouldn’t have prepared these things just for this return, but had started preparing after the last return, only just now getting them finished.

On the square, Si Nianhua and Ji Guanya approached Qing Chen: “Boss, the Qing’s Family has agreed with the Li Family that if the District 9 defensive line falls, Qing’s Family will directly launch six cruise missiles to destroy the city, to prevent Jindai Chika from driving the mouse tide into the wilderness, threatening the northern frontline troops. The Qing’s Family asked me to inquire if you’ve found a solution.”

Qing Chen nodded: “After you cross over, pass a message to the Li Family and Qing’s Family for me: there’s no need for them, I will handle it myself.”

Si Nianhua and Ji Guanya glanced at each other, a look of surprise in their eyes. Solve the mouse tide? The corporations have no idea how to deal with it, and could only resort to dropping missiles to obliterate the city.

Yet Qing Chen said he had found a solution?

The countdown was nearing its end.

Qing Chen looked at Xiao San again, “Can you hold out?”

This was his third time asking.

Xiao San shouted, “We can hold out!”

“Hold fast.”

Qing Chen turned to look at the Time Travelers in the square, waiting for them to eat the Immortality fruits.

I’ve returned, for those who can never return home.

Time returns to zero.

Cross over!

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