Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 491: Return

“You can hit me!”

This cry was like tearing through the eve of dawn, tearing through the darkest hour.

Among the prisoners, one after another, people threw the protein bars hidden on their bodies.

They threw them into the pigpen, and some that weren’t thrown accurately also fell outside.

In the past, when someone saw a discarded protein bar, they would immediately pick it up and stuff it in their mouth, eating it first.

Long-term nutritional deficiencies made their eyes light up at the sight of any food.

But this time, no one snatched the protein bars that fell to the ground.

If someone picked it up, they would throw it back into the pigpen.

More and more Qing Family intelligence personnel threw the protein bars they had hidden to Qing Chen. They knew that after today, the prison block would definitely Face[-] a major search. If they didn’t throw them now, they would be taken away by Shendai.

Those beasts responsible for guarding them would certainly not allow the prisoners to hide food after today’s events.

Only at this moment did the other prisoners understand.

These seemingly numb Qing Family intelligence personnel, in fact, from the moment Qing Chen arrived here, the flame in their hearts had been rekindled.

The prisoners, who had been numb for an unknown amount of time, didn’t know what madness had gotten into them; it was as if they were enjoying a long-lost freedom.

They shoved the Shendai soldiers, preventing them from whipping the Qing Family intelligence personnel.

They belonged to different factions, and some didn’t even belong to any faction, but here, they all carried a melancholic undertone, wanting to try to resist.

The Shendai soldiers called for reinforcements from the barracks; they were going to suppress this place by force!

“Do you think a whipping will solve everything?” Shendai Yunzhi slowly walked over from the barracks, sneering, “If that were the case, others would think this place is some kind of charity organization.”

When the prisoners saw Shendai Yunzhi appear, they all fell silent.

Those who were afraid didn’t dare to look him in the eye.

For a long time, Shendai Yunzhi had been the biggest shadow in their hearts.

“Break the legs of the two culprits,” Shendai Yunzhi said, “Break them in front of Qing Chen, and then hang them outside the pigpen for a few days. Whether they live or die depends on their own luck.”

There was no law here. Shendai Yunzhi could break anyone’s legs if he wanted to.

Except Qing Chen.

Qing Chen carefully chewed on the protein bar in his mouth, pondering why Shendai hadn’t directly harmed his body. Was it for possession? But the news that he couldn’t be possessed should have reached Shendai.

Or did Shendai have new methods, and could still make him a target for possession?

He had a rough guess in his heart, because there weren’t many reasons to explain Shendai’s actions.

Qing Chen silently watched the two Qing Family intelligence personnel being pressed to the ground, about to have their legs broken by the Shendai soldiers.

He couldn’t do anything now. The shackles weighing thousands of kilograms restrained his freedom.

He didn’t roar, because roaring was useless.

He wasn’t angry, because anger was also useless. novelbuddy-cσ๓

All Qing Chen could do was wait for his return, and then use all his efforts to return and strike back at Shendai.

But…he had to do something.

The young man lowered his head, a stone in his hand, shackles on his wrists, and dirty mud under his feet.

But at this moment, the two Qing Family intelligence personnel who were pressed to the ground suddenly turned to look at him, smiling, “It’s alright.”

“Commander Qing Chen, it’s alright, it’s our duty.”

“Success doesn’t have to be mine.”

Qing Chen was stunned.

It’s alright.

These four words were said by him, and now the other party had given them back to him.

Qing Chen felt as if he had been suddenly pulled back to the Takamagahara, where he and Zhang Wenqi sat side-by-side in solitude, watching as fate was about to arrive.

For the phrase, “Success doesn’t have to be mine.”

Zhang Wenqi died.

Two Qing Family intelligence personnel were willing to have their legs broken but still threw him a protein bar.

Initially, when Zhang Wenqi died, Qing Chen didn’t feel anything.

Because he wasn’t from the Qing Family, and he didn’t have any sense of belonging to the Qing Family.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of a question. He could pretend he wasn’t from the Qing Family, but those intelligence personnel placed the honor of the Qing Family on him.

Then, for this ethereal thing, they bravely sacrificed everything.

Is this the Qing Family?

Is this the foundation of the Qing Family’s standing in the Federation?

Qing Chen seemed to understand something.

With a click, a Shendai soldier’s cold rifle butt smashed down, and a Qing Family intelligence personnel’s leg bone was brutally broken.

This blow was so brutal that the fractured leg bone protruded from the skin, looking particularly gruesome.

The Qing Family intelligence personnel couldn’t help but let out a heart-wrenching roar, like a wild beast in the wilderness, whose thigh bone was broken by a huge trap.

From now on, his fate would undoubtedly be death.

Qing Chen watched the two intelligence personnel being hung from the roof beams of the pigpen by the Shendai soldiers.

Swinging in the cold wind.

He suddenly bent down and continued to build his stone wall.

The Shendai soldiers laughed wildly, “You had your legs broken and hung here for him, what can he do? Do you see any anger in his expression? He’s like a castrated bull; he has no fighting spirit!”

“Tsk!”

The hung Qing Family intelligence personnel spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the Shendai soldier’s Face[-], and then faced another storm of beatings.

Shendai Yunzhi sneered, “Stop hitting them. Just leave the two of them hanging here. Now they want to provoke you into wanting to die, but I won’t let them get their wish. I want them to feel the pain and the cold here. Now, does anyone else want to throw protein bars? Those who want to can hang here with them.”

Seeing the two Qing Family intelligence personnel, the prisoners all cowered.

Qing Chen acted as if he hadn’t heard anything and continued to build the stone wall.

At night, Qing Chen stopped building the stone wall and suddenly stood on the edge of the pigpen and softly asked, “What are your names?”

“Zhao Mingke.”

“Wang Yuchao.”

“How long have you been here?”

“Nineteen years, three months, and Ling three days. We count the days on our fingers every day, afraid that we’ll forget one day, and our minds will become muddled.”

“Was it worth it?”

“There’s nothing worth it or not. We’re so hungry every day that we’re dazed; we don’t have the opportunity to think about these things.”

“Mm.”

“Commander Qing Chen, do you regret it?”

“No regrets.”

“Do you know Zhang Wenqi?” Qing Chen asked.

“Commander, you know Zhang Wenqi too? That guy used to be one of the guards at A02 Base. He trained us very harshly, but he would hold back a little when he hit us.”

“Mm, before he died, he also said those six words, ‘Success doesn’t have to be mine,’” Qing Chen calmly gazed at the starry sky.

Zhao Mingke suddenly said, “Commander, you know the meaning of these six words, right?”

Qing Chen shook his head, “Not yet fully understood.”

Zhao Mingke took a deep breath and said, “It’s not just telling us small soldiers not to fear sacrifice; it’s also telling the commander not to be sentimental. For a certain goal, sacrifice and bloodshed are inevitable. If you fear sacrifice and bloodshed, then the victory achieved will be a false victory.”

Qing Chen thought for a moment, “Understood.”

He continued to lower his head and build the stone wall, while Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao were hanging in mid-air.

The two of them suddenly heard Qing Chen whispering something; the howling wind made it impossible for them to hear clearly.

At one point, the night wind stopped.

They heard the sentence.

Return Countdown, Day 4.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao no longer had the energy to chat. Their heads were lowered, blood flowed from their leg wounds, and they could only barely maintain consciousness.

All the prisoners walked past them without daring to take a look.

And the young man named Qing Chen was still tirelessly building the stone wall.

Return Countdown, Day 3.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao had fallen into a coma.

However, while they were unconscious, they were still muttering something.

No prisoner dared to approach and listen to what they said.

And the young man named Qing Chen was also about to collapse.

There was food, but the biting cold wind was still unbearable for someone with serious injuries.

Qing Chen’s Face[-] was flushed; it was a symptom of a high fever.

This was the first time he had been sick since becoming a Knight.

Even a Knight’s body couldn’t withstand it.

Return Countdown, Day 2.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao’s breathing was almost imperceptible, but they were still muttering something.

The Qing Family intelligence personnel among the prisoners risked being whipped, trying to get closer to listen.

In the cold wind, Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao softly muttered, “But you must understand, my friend, we cannot Face[-] darkness with gentleness, we must use fire.”

The Qing Family intelligence personnel were stunned. He silently wiped away a tear and then continued towards the stone field.

As usual, carrying the endless stones.

Living through the repetitive days of suffering.

Return Countdown, Last Day.

Qing Chen once again looked towards the night sky in the darkness.

Vast stars in the sky, deep as the sea.

“Sorry,” Qing Chen said.

He was speaking to Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao. There was no further explanation, only these two words.

Sorry for implicating you.

Sorry for not being able to save you.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao were at the point of death. After hearing these words, they seemed to have a resurgence of strength, reopening their dry lips and smiling, “It’s alright.”

Then they fell silent.

Those four words again.

He had said it to the Qing Family intelligence personnel twice, and the other party had given it back to him twice.

However, this time, what the other party returned was their lives.

Qing Chen didn’t feel sad. He continued to build the stones and felt the desperate strength in his muscles, trembling, twisting, surging.

That body, which was about to be exhausted, suddenly gave the young man a refreshing feeling.

At one point, just as he felt he was about to fall.

A pure burning power deep within his body was suddenly activated to his limbs.

As if a warm current had surged into the icy ocean of Extreme Night.

Qing Chen was stunned.

He quickly realized what it was.

It was the god’s blood injected into him by the person who saved him in that valley.

One drop of god’s blood was diluted into five milliliters and completely injected into his body.

This was something that even those masters who could hunt down Shendai Yunhe wanted to secretly embezzle half of.

Qing Chen had heard of god’s blood. To be precise, the secret history of the Federation Conglomerate only admitted that there was one god in this world…

Ren Xiaosu, whose name is inscribed 599 meters above Qingshan Cliff.

This is the god that all the Conglomerates are willing to acknowledge, because his blood could turn decay into magic, and his will is vast and boundless.

So if this is god’s blood, then it must be Ren Xiaosu’s blood.

It is said that he was the first person who could still coexist with cancer cells after opening the Gene Lock, and all his cells had become alien nuclei, brilliant and gorgeous.

Some have also speculated that the appearance of Metahumans in this world is also because Ren Xiaosu’s will is too powerful, causing an impact on the entire world.

Before Ren Xiaosu awakened, there weren’t that many Awakened Ones in this world. It was only after he awakened that Awakened Ones gradually appeared.

After Qing Chen injected that drop of god’s blood, he only stabilized his injuries at that time.

He thought that was the end of it.

But at this moment, as Qing Chen’s will reached a certain critical point, that diluted drop of god’s blood reappeared, nourishing his physique with the power of a god.

God’s blood isn’t something anyone can absorb. Only those who are qualified can absorb it.

Although Qing Chen is only absorbing one-tenth of it now.

Qing Chen silently thought that, given the relationship between the Federation Conglomerate and Ren Xiaosu, the families that could receive the gift of god’s blood were only the Li Clan and the Qing Family, because they fought side-by-side with the god.

So the person who saved him and then abandoned him to Shendai must have come from these two families.

But these are not important.

Qing Chen felt the cold wind and the complexities in his heart, feeling his body that was about to decay but was bursting with power.

The world fell into darkness.

But you must understand, my friend, we cannot Face[-] darkness with gentleness; we must use fire.

Return.

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