Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1222: 701: Placing the Stone at Tengen—To Win or Lose, to Decide Life and Death

In this world, most humans strive to extend their lifespan.

Some people take shots costing 12 million each to cure illnesses.

Some people take targeted drugs costing fifty thousand a month.

Some eat ginseng, caterpillar fungus, drink deer blood.

Lifespan is a topic everyone can’t avoid, because everyone eventually dies.

Life is too short; people squander their most precious youth when they least understand, waste middle age when they gradually understand, and regret it when they are old.

So many people like to say in old age… life is like a dream.

Yes, life indeed feels like a big dream, over in the blink of an eye.

Qing Chen looked at the president who truly felt the return of youth: “Mr. Ning, how do you feel?”

The president stared blankly at the back of his hand, many wrinkles had disappeared, and his usual breathing problems had improved a lot. He gazed at Qing Chen, tears welling up: “What happened?”

Just moments ago, when Qing Chen placed his palm on the president’s head, the president thought this young man was going to open his head chakra.

Little did he expect such a miraculous event to occur.

“Wipe your tears first,” Qing Chen said.

The president quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve.

This president’s tears weren’t from emotion, but because Qing Chen’s Knight Vital Energy was so dazzling.

Qing Chen smiled and said, “The Zhunti method has an empowerment aspect. Once accepted, it can extend life by 21 years. That True Qi will remain in your body, activating your slowly declining physical functions, reaching a new balance, and moreover, your cells’ telomeres will…”

He made up a bunch of things, but couldn’t keep up with it.

Honestly, Qing Chen hadn’t studied why the Zhunti consecration would prolong life, as long as it could extend lifespan, that’s all that mattered.

The president was stunned for a while: “Is cultivation so miraculous?”

Qing Chen asked, “Now, City No.10 is in ruins. As far as I know, this city was designed for a population of 20 million but now has only barely 6 million. If I use the condition of extending life by 21 years, can I attract talents here to serve me?”

The president still looked blankly at the young man in front of him, thinking: Planning to go all out, huh!

He composed his thoughts, wiped his tears, and said, “Yes, as long as this is true and effective, I can guarantee there will definitely be a continuous influx of people, especially those wealthy, elderly doctors, elderly scientists. These people are too old, their organs deteriorating; if they can regain their youth, most are willing to pay a huge price, even half of their assets!”

Never underestimate the survival instinct of humans!

Qing Chen nodded: “Mr. Ning, go back and rest. You’ll still have a lot of hard work to do.”

City No.10 is his first stronghold. He must get it running.

At the very least, he must quickly stop relying on the Qing’s Family.

“Boss, Luo Wanya has arrived,” Qing Ye said on the side.

Qing Chen’s eyes lit up.

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At the northern immigration checkpost, Qing Chen led Xiao San and others to line the road in welcome.

As Luo Wanya got off the car, Qing Chen walked over enthusiastically to shake his hand: “Thanks for your hard work, Lao Luo!”

“Boss, just say what you need, your attitude makes me a little scared,” Luo Wanya, being shrewd as always, could tell immediately from Qing Chen’s demeanor that there was quite a bit of trouble waiting for him.

Qing Chen pulled him into the city with a smile: “City No.10 is in ruins, but you know I’m a Knight. How can a Knight be entangled in mundane affairs? Wouldn’t that still be a Knight?”

Qing Chen had already made up his mind to be a hands-off manager; he couldn’t linger in this city for a lifetime. He had many things to do, and running a city like this couldn’t hold him.

At this moment, hearing Qing Chen say such things, Luo Wanya was dumbfounded. He quickly said: “Boss, you can’t hand all these things to me alone, you can’t give me such great power!”

“Trust the people you employ, and don’t employ those you distrust. It’s not about power, but trust,” Qing Chen said smiling: “The PCE Security Committee and PCA Central Intelligence Agency are led by Qing Yi, city defense and garrison forces by Qing Ye, judicial affairs by Qing Qu, and the 10th city Parents’ Meeting party affairs will be led by Xiao Qi, with Qing Shuli as an assistant. You just focus on your governance as if you’re the mayor of City No.10.”

Hearing this, Luo Wanya breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Qing Chen would put all these responsibilities on him, knowing history had many examples of people dying because of too much power, overshadowing leaders. But now, with Qing Yi, Qing Ye, Qing Qu, Xiao Qi, and Qing Shuli sharing the responsibilities, there wouldn’t be any problems.

“Boss, are you planning to develop City No.10?” Luo Wanya asked: “Development can’t happen without people, but Federation residents don’t like immigration; many people live in a city their entire life.”

Qing Chen continued, “I plan to use the Zhunti consecration to revive the economy of City No.10, what do you think?”

“Hmm?” Luo Wanya was puzzled for a moment: “Using the Zhunti method to make money, I think many rich people would be willing to pay a billion or ten billion for it. But it’s like an oil resource, once used, it’s gone. Those rich people who come for empowerment wouldn’t stay to contribute to the city; it’s not a long-term plan.”

Qing Chen chuckled: “Do you think I’m going to sell the Zhunti method for money? Of course not; it’s a systematic thing. Come on, let me take you to meet someone first.”