Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1706: Chapter 897: Zero?

Just as everyone was waiting for Qing Chen to wake up, four floating airships quickly approached.

The giant responsible for reconnaissance turned pale, chattering as he relayed the message to the depths of the forest... At this moment, could there really be airships daring to come near here?

The next moment, the hatch of the airship opened, and Jindai Yunlo, dressed in white, jumped down from mid-air.

The giants thought he would fall to his death, but a white Azure Dragon appeared beneath his feet in mid-air.

Jindai Yunlo stood gracefully atop the dragon’s head with his hands behind his back.

The giants exclaimed, ”Wow!”

Some of the female giants who participated in the combat immediately felt a secret admiration for him.

Humans are indeed more attractive than giants... It’s not that giants are ugly. In fact, when scaled down proportionally, there’s no difference between them and humans.

It’s just that giants live too roughly.

If you compare a giant covered in black and green paint with Jindai Yunlo, the difference is unmistakable.

Jindai Yunlo fell to the ground, laughing, ”It’s us. I’ve met you at the Giant King Court before.”

At this moment, he waved to the airship, and as the ship descended, Jindai Yunxiu brought over Lao Wu, whose limbs were broken, along with dozens of female slaves in various attire.

Jindai Yunlo looked at them with a smile and said, ”Next, you cannot accompany us. You can go wherever you wish. Find a home on a deserted island or take the airship to the Eastern Continent to free yourself from slavery.”

The female slaves were somewhat disappointed, each speaking in turn about their reluctance to part from Jindai Yunlo.

However, Jindai Yunlo was like a wanderer, mingling with countless beauties without being attached, emphasizing life’s experiences and playing along.

Someone like Lao Wu, on the other hand, wishes to grasp beautiful things in hand until they die or are no longer beautiful.

Completely different.

The female slaves attempted to cling to Jindai Yunlo, but Jindai Sorajima, with an expressionless face, summoned spirits to block each of them behind.

Jindai Yunlo walked into the woods as if nothing had happened, ”Where’s the boss? Has the boss woken up? I gave up precious moments with dozens of beauties to come back and see you! So loyal! Where else can you find such a good subordinate!”

At this time, Qing Chen opened his eyes within the Death Shroud.

He had fallen asleep, and after being wrapped by the Death Shroud for five minutes, an irresistible drowsiness overtook him.

Therefore, inside the shroud, one would naturally fall asleep and be unaware of anything that happened within.

It’s been a full four hours since he was encased, long past the time, but no one had the heart to wake him.

He examined himself, his ribs had healed, but the wounds from the shrapnel, having lost blood and tissues when extracted, couldn’t be restored by the Death Shroud.

His body still bore many wounds.

While asleep, Qing Chen had a dream where he resolved to defeat the Roosevelt Kingdom, the Puppet Master, Chen Yu, the King, Deer Island, and Jindai.

Then everyone established a new Republic.

When taking group photos of all the heroes, everyone wanted him to sit in the center, yet Qing Chen felt something amiss and refused to sit.

Everyone was puzzled, what’s wrong?

Qing Chen pondered for a long time and suddenly said, ”We’re missing someone in the photo.”

Indeed, where did the missing person go? And who is missing?

At this moment, the photographer opposite put down the camera and laughed, ”You’re looking for me, right? It’s okay. I’ll take the picture; I don’t need to be in it.”

Mr. He.

Qing Chen awoke from the dream, his nose inexplicably tingling with suppressed emotion.

He didn’t consider this pretentious; some people feel nostalgic after drinking and cry dramatically.

Now, with Mr. He’s departure, a few tears were justified, better for this reason than for chaotic matters.

Qing Chen just didn’t want anyone to see.

Ultimately, he’s still just an 18-year-old high school student; if it weren’t for these events, he should have just completed the college entrance exams.

At this time, he sat up and looked at Jindai Yunlo, ”I have the eyeballs for you, they’re with Qing Ji.”

The next moment, a bag of eyeballs preserved in formaldehyde was raised by Qing Ji.

Qing Chen said, ”One pair from a Demigod, nine pairs from A-Class, twelve pairs from B-Class. Among the A-Class, there’s a pair from the Drama Master, whose eyeballs I suspect to be extremely useful. At the very least, the Taboo items show special interest in their bodies. Oh, and there should be an old twelve in the Silver City’s dungeon. His eyeballs haven’t been extracted yet; let’s visit there later.”

Jindai Yunlo was stunned. He knew Qing Chen always remembered to collect eyeballs for him, yet he never expected Qing Chen would manage to gather so many!

He originally had 70 pairs, now suddenly jumped to 92 pairs, soon Hundred-Eyed Demon may be able to advance to a Demigod...

No, if the Hundred-Eyed Demon acquires the Demigod-level eyeballs, it might immediately possess the strength to rival a Junior Demigod!

After a long silence, he said, ”Thank you.”

Qing Chen grinned, ”No need to be polite. With your strength greater, we can go further... We still have many things to do.”

Jindai Yunlo summoned Hundred-Eyed Demon, who drifted over and began taking eyeballs one by one from the bag.

The skin on her arms opened up, absorbing them one by one.