Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 504
[Four hundred and ninety, you can hit me]
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City 10.
The underground of the caramel bar, that is where the Secret Service uses the most primitive means to preserve the data.
There is always a man named Qing Shen, who used to be Xiao Shen, but now he is old, and everyone calls him Lao Shen.
He is always ready, and if someone invades, he will detonate everything here and die together with the invader.
Inside, a shadow door opened.
Shadow came out and took off his cap and mask, and sat relaxedly on the sofa opposite Lao Shen with his eyes closed.
The next moment, his heartbeat stopped, his breathing stopped, all the time bypassed him, just surging by his side.
Old Shen complained to himself: “I didn’t say anything when you used the door of shadows to come in, but can you open the door opposite me in the future? My heart is not good when I am old, you are always so cold I will be scared to death by you sooner or later.”
“By the way, recently, the little guys from the Secret Service have asked me every day if I have a mission to rescue Qingchen. If you have any attitude, I can reply to them. You don’t say anything every day, let me stay here. What is it?!”
“Also, my memory has been getting worse and worse recently, and it is very likely that I will develop Alzheimer’s. Hey, no one has said that Qing’s blood will degenerate in old age, and the data has not recorded it, is it because I was young? The impact of the injury? Why are you all fine, I’m the only one…”
In the small room, only Lao Shen was left chatting, and he didn’t seem to care whether the shadow could hear him or not.
After the shadow on the opposite side took off his cap, his face was also revealed in front of Lao Shen.
The bottom of the caramel bar seems to be one of the few places where he can take off his disguise.
A thud.
The clear heartbeat returned.
Shadow said calmly: “It’s your choice to sit here. When you really start to lose your memory one day, you’ll want to retire.”
Old Shen sighed: “Capitalists want to cry when they hear it.”
Shadow said, “I’m one of the biggest capitalists in the federation. Isn’t it normal to exploit you?”
“As you like,” Lao Shen threw a phone to Shadow: “There is someone looking for you in God’s generation, an old guy who hasn’t appeared in a long time, do you want to call him back?”
Shadow thought for a while: “This is a bit interesting.”
He called back, and Lao Shen glanced at him: “It’s rude to call someone so late.”
Shadow glanced at Lao Shen: “I wish that old guy would die suddenly when he answers the phone in the middle of the night.”
Lao Shen opened his mouth: “The phone is already on.”
A hoarse voice on the other side of the phone said calmly: “No matter how much I hope I die suddenly, I shouldn’t say it on the phone.”
“Hahahaha,” the shadow laughed: “I haven’t heard your voice for a long time, old man, this makes me feel like calling antiques through time and space, and even with myself stained with a bit of decay. Breathing…Tell me, what’s the matter.”
The voice on the other side of the phone said, “I want to work with you.”
“What cooperation?”
“I can’t say it yet. I invite you to come to the north to talk.”
Shadow sneered: “Pretend to be a ghost, don’t talk, I won’t cooperate with the generation of gods.”
“You and I have common interests.”
“I have no mutual interests with the Age of God.”
After finishing speaking, the shadow actually hung up the phone directly.
Old Shen has a toothache: “You’re so clichéd anyway.”
Shadow shook his head: “He wouldn’t speak on the phone, and I probably guessed what happened.”
Lao Shen stood up, took out a wine glass from a small dark compartment behind him, and reached half a glass of white wine: “You are going far.”
“Well,” Shadow picked up the glass and drank it: “Not only do I have to travel far, but many people will accompany me.”
On the wild mountain road in the north, several crows in black cloaks were wading in the cold wind.
At first, many people thought they would stay in a small town outside No. 065 Forbidden Land,
Unexpectedly, they crossed the town and continued to travel north.
It’s just that after they passed through the civilized demonstration town, everyone lost their traces, and they didn’t know where their end point was this time.
Moreover, there were a few strange people in this group of crows. Although they were not members of the Forbidden Inquisition, they also wore the same cloaks as the crows.
At this time, April was walking in the mountains, helplessly looking at Li Ke, Li Yunjing and the others behind him: “Can you…don’t follow us?”
Li Ke thought about it and said, “You guys have rubbed our car before.”
April is a little bit wrong: “Then…then you can’t wear the same cloak as us, people will treat you as crows. Uncle Yunjing, you are also a master in the Federation, why are you taking us as a cover? .”
Li Ke said: “This cloak is nothing special, anyone can wear it, and I have seen students at the exhibition who have cosplayed with you! Why don’t you talk about those people!”
April is misfired, can this be the same?
People are, you are trying to disguise yourself as a crow to avoid being noticed and attacked!
She felt that Li Keren was a big kid, and it would be fine to trick the fire pond from the southwest, but now she even came up with a bad idea, pretending to be a crow to avoid sight.
I’ve been rubbing cars all day long, but now my identity has been rubbed off by others, which makes no sense.
April said: “Our boss will come to meet soon!”
“Don’t worry, we will leave when your boss comes,” Li Ke comforted.
At this time, a girl behind also wearing a cloak hurried forward and said with a smile: “Don’t make noise, don’t make noise, everyone eat apples! In these wild mountains, there are so many people that it is lively!”
The old man who fell at the back looked at this scene and whispered: “Unfortunate!”
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Countdown to 112:00:00.
A02 base.
The prisoners walked out of the prison and saw the stone wall that was built up again… For some reason, they felt relieved.
In the past few days, Qingchen’s construction of stone walls has become slower and slower.
It wasn’t that he was slack, compromised, discouraged.
It was the hunger and cold of his body that made him weaker and weaker, and could only slow down.
The soldiers of the God Dynasty told Qingchen that if they dared to kill pigs and eat them privately, they would kill ten Qing’s intelligence officers if they killed one pig.
The prisoners saw it all so much that everyone suddenly began to worry about what would happen if they woke up and the boy had fallen.
Fortunately, the other party has not fallen yet, and the new stone wall has been built, although it will soon be pushed down by the soldiers of the Age of God.
Some prisoners whispered: “Why, I know this is a meaningless thing, why don’t you save your physical strength.”
“Let’s persuade him later when we pass the pigsty, so that he won’t be stupid.”
At this time, an older Qing intelligence officer suddenly said: “What he builds is not a wall, but a belief, maybe he is also afraid that if he stops for a moment, his will will be given to him like that wall. Toppled. Stop cynicism, you can be in the dark and dare not resist, it is human nature, but you can’t praise the darkness for this.”
A prisoner murmured, “What a mess, can you say something that everyone can understand?”
A young prisoner watched for a while and said, “I fell in love with a high caste girl and was sent here by her father. I don’t understand your reasoning, and I don’t have any of your bullshit beliefs. I just followed you here for three years, and lived a life where I could see the end from start to finish. Now an interesting person has finally arrived. I am afraid that he will no longer build walls, and I am afraid that he will one day be like us. Go in a daze…”
Such fear.
It is an inexplicable emotion in the hearts of all prisoners.
They felt that Qingchen was stupid, but they also hoped that Qingchen would be stupid.
They don’t have the courage to challenge the Age of God, but they hope someone can challenge it.
It was as if they were also involved, fighting the oppression in the A02 base.
If one day this young man also falls, gives up, and becomes discouraged, then they will feel lost and hopeless together.
Together with the little flame that had just ignited in everyone’s heart, it was extinguished again.
At this time, a prisoner of the Li family suddenly said: “Actually, he also showed us.”
The prisoners were puzzled: “What do you mean?”
But before it was explained, the soldiers of the generation of gods came over with whips and beat the people who had just spoken one by one, and beat the prisoners to the extreme with blood on their faces.
The prisoners were driven towards the rock field, bustling.
However, just as they were passing the pigsty, a Qing’s intelligence officer, Chao Qingchen, suddenly threw a protein bar in the crowd.
It was their reward for spitting and smashing stones, and almost everyone ate it that day. Unexpectedly, there were still people hiding, and then threw the rare supplies to Qingchen.
Dozens of soldiers from the Age of God saw this scene and rushed over immediately. Some of them wanted to take back the protein bar that Qingchen picked up, but he glanced at Qingchen and didn’t dare to enter the pigsty to snatch it.
He was afraid that he would not be able to get in and out.
The soldiers of the generation of God turned to lash out with whips and beat all the prisoners in anger: “Who threw it! Who threw the protein bar to him!? From now on, the first person to report can be free from labor for a week!”
A prisoner suddenly raised his hand: “I’ll report it!”
The soldiers of the Age of God laughed. They have used this trick for decades, the seniors have used it, they are still using it, and it has never failed.
These cowardly prisoners, who can never be united, are overthinking.
“Say, whoever loses it, if you report it, you will be spared a week of labor,” said the soldier of the generation of God.
The Qing’s intelligence officer smiled and said, “Report sir, I reported myself, and I lost it!”
After speaking, the prisoner squatted on the ground and held his head: “You can hit me now.”
Qingchen was stunned, the prisoners were stunned, and the soldiers of the Age of God were also stunned.
No one ever thought that the whistleblower would answer like this.
That method, used for decades, didn’t work the first time.
The soldiers of the Age of God rushed forward, and the whip fell like a gust of wind and rain. The whip made of thin leather strips, every time it was drawn, would make deep bloodstains on the prisoner’s body.
Until the chemical fiber winter clothes on his body were pumped to shreds.
Qing Chen watched silently, without roaring or blaming himself.
He knew why all this happened, and he knew that what he was doing was useless.
Qingchen bent down and chewed the protein bar while picking up stones and continuing to build the stone wall that had just been knocked down.
When he was in City 18, he had tasted a protein bar once, and it tasted the same.
And this time the protein bar is inferior to the last time, but the fragrance is extraordinarily mellow.
The soldiers of the generation of God pointed at Qingchen and sneered at the prisoners: “See, you are being beaten, but he is eating! Look up and see, does he sympathize with you? Does he blame himself!?”
But as soon as the voice fell, someone in the crowd threw a protein bar and flew into the pigpen.
“Report sir, you can hit me now.”
[End of this Chapter]
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