Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1519: Chapter 822: Amitabha

The Duke of Storm sat in his large living room, wearing a black robe lined with gold, as Black Spider calmly said, “It has been confirmed that the Joker is indeed on our West Continent. I’m sorry, I couldn’t find him.”

The curse has a distance limit, so since the Arbiter Organization’s elders have successfully cast it, it means the Joker is indeed here, and the sudden appearance of the White Light Person is likely the Joker.

However, Qing Chen must have arrived on the Kingslander, yet she failed to capture him, which was her oversight.

The Duke of Storm sat in the darkness, calmly looking at her: “Accept your punishment.”

Black Spider pressed her lips together and slowly took off her black leather jacket, removed her high heels, revealing a body filled with whip marks, and knelt on the ground with her back to the Duke of Storm.

The sound of a whip crackled in the Duke’s living room, yet no one screamed.

Twenty minutes later, the metal gate outside the living room opened, and Black Spider had already put her clothes back on. She walked out expressionless and instructed her subordinates, “Keep an eye on the 18 farms, deploy all our spies, we must find the Joker.”

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The wealthy heirs at Farm 18’s estate had not yet emerged from the Superconductor World.

In the living room, Qing Chen watched the news on his phone. Someone had captured the silhouette of an attacker in Black Water City at night; a 12-second video went viral online, showing the attacker standing on a giant Scarlet Hand, moving between walls, looking ghostly and wild.

Soon after, surveillance footage from a Level 2 cathedral in Black Water City also surfaced, showing Zhong Yu wantonly slaughtering the priests inside, twisted and wanton…

The entire West Continent was speculating about the identity of the attacker, but Qing Chen recognized him at a glance.

He had thought that after being thrown here, Zhong Yu would cautiously avoid being hunted, but he hadn’t expected Zhong Yu to act so recklessly.

In some ways, Zhong Yu was now even better at hiding than Qing Chen, and as a demigod, he also possessed great destructive power.

There’s no denying that Yan Liuyuan placing Zhong Yu here was truly the right move.

With Zhong Yu covering him, the things Qing Chen had done weren’t considered big news anymore.

Moreover, the most crucial point was that Qing Chen’s goal in this journey was to turn the West Continent upside down. After all, the technological gap between the East-West Continent was evident; without someone causing trouble, the Eastern Continent really couldn’t win.

Qing Chen even wondered if he might use Zhong Yu’s presence or even ally with him.

If he could manage that, the entire West Continent would have a massive headache.

However, with Zhong Yu in Black Water City and himself in Storm City, they were hundreds of kilometers apart, and without a legitimate reason, he had no chance of seeking out Zhong Yu…

Wait a minute, after arriving on the West Continent, he first experienced a real virtual world.

If Zhong Yu came here, would he also try it out just like him?

If so, he could entirely find him within the Superconductor World.

Seeing that the heirs hadn’t left the game yet, Qing Chen patrolled the farm, speaking with each slave, aiming to identify the mastermind among the resistance.

He remembered the voice; as long as the person hadn’t removed the bomb from behind their ear and fled, he would find them.

Standing before a black man, Qing Chen asked, “How are the grapes this year?”

The black man put down the shears he was using to trim vines, respectfully saying, “Master Steward, the sunlight condition is excellent this year; the grapes will surely have a good harvest.”

Qing Chen nodded, and said harshly, “If the rotten fruit rate exceeds 12%, watch your back.”

Until he saw a black man intentionally avoiding his gaze, he walked over and asked, “What’s your name?”

“Master Steward, I am Odel,” the black man said softly.

Qing Chen knew it was him!

He noticed the man tightly gripping the shears, veins bulging on his arms, seemingly very nervous.

Qing Chen pretended not to notice his reaction and seriously asked, “Have you ever heard of the Superconductor World?”

The black man said softly, “I’ve heard of it… they say it’s just like the real world inside.”

Suddenly, just as Qing Chen was about to say more, he sensed a cold wind brushing past him.

For others, it might feel like a morning breeze, but for him, even the smallest detail wouldn’t go unnoticed.

This cold wind came inexplicably, with no warning or trace.

It was a strange power adhering to him, like a bone-chilling eerie spell, as though someone in the sky was chanting something, changing his fate in an evil manner.

It was just like the feeling everyone got when stepping into the Taboo Land.

Qing Chen pondered: Is this the effect of a Taboo, or Arbiter’s Dark Magic? He couldn’t determine yet.

What is this negative influence? Could it be immune outside the Three Realms? He was uncertain.

At the moment, he wasn’t wearing the Three Realms bracelet, after all, he had to disguise as a steward, and if a steward suddenly wore a bracelet out of nowhere, it would be like exposing his whereabouts forcefully.

Qing Chen displayed no abnormality on his face, calmly walking towards the villa, preparing to retrieve the Three Realms from its hiding place to see if it could offer immunity from judgment.

Only then did he suddenly notice that the white driver had been quietly following him, seemingly chatting with the slaves, but his attention was entirely on him.

Moreover, even some slaves on the farm looked suspicious, seeming less like they were working and more like they were scrutinizing if any slave was acting out of the ordinary.