Night's Nomenclature Chapter 493

Published at 19th of July 2023 12:44:54 PM

"You can hit me!"

This cry seemed to tear the eve of dawn and the darkest moment.

Among the prisoners, one after another threw out the protein bars hidden in their bodies.

Throw it into the pigsty, and some may fall outside.

In the past, when someone saw a protein bar lost by others, they would immediately pick it up and put it in their mouth and eat it first.

The lack of nutrition for a long time makes them shine when they see any food.

But this time, no one robbed the protein bar that fell to the ground.

If someone picks it up, they will throw it back into the pigsty.

More and more Qing's intelligence personnel throw their hidden protein bars to Qing Chen. They know that after today, the prison area will usher in a wave of search. If they don't throw them now, they will also be searched by God.

The animals who are responsible for taking care of them will certainly not allow prisoners to hide food after what happened today.

Until this moment, the other prisoners did not know.

These seemingly numb Qing's intelligence personnel, in fact, the flame in their hearts has been burning again since the moment Qingchen came here.

The prisoners who have been numb for a long time do not know what madness they have, just like enjoying the freedom they have not seen for a long time.

They pushed the shendai soldiers to stop them from whipping Qing's intelligence personnel.

They belong to different forces, even some do not belong to forces, but here, they all want to try to resist with a sad background.

The soldiers on behalf of God are calling for the support of the barracks. They want to suppress here by force!

"Do you think it's all right to whip?" God Daiyun walked slowly from the barracks. He sneered and said, "if so, others still think I'm a charity here."

The prisoners were silent when they saw that God appeared on behalf of the cloud.

The frightened didn't dare to look up at him.

For a long time, God on behalf of the cloud has been the biggest haze in their hearts.

"Break the legs of the two initiators," said God Daiyun. "Break them in front of Qingchen, and then hang them outside the pigsty for a few days. Whether you can survive depends on your life."

There is no law here. God can break anyone's leg if he wants to break it.

Except Qingchen..

Qingchen chews the protein stick in his mouth carefully and thinks about why shendai didn't directly hurt his body. Is it for the sake of losing, but the news that he can't be lost should have been passed to shendai.

Or does God's generation have new means and can still make itself an object to be robbed?

He probably had a guess in his mind, because there were not many reasons to explain God's acting.

Qingchen silently watched the two Qingshi intelligence officers being pressed on the ground and about to be broken by shendai soldiers.

He can't do anything now. The shackles weighing thousands of kilograms all over his body restrict his freedom.

He didn't scream because it was useless.

He has no anger, because anger is useless.

All Qingchen can do is wait for his return, and then use all his efforts to come back and fight back.

But... Something must be done.

The boy bowed his head, holding a stone in his hand, shackles on his wrists and dirty mud under his feet.

However, at this time, the two Qing intelligence officers who were pressed on the ground suddenly turned to look at him and smiled, "it doesn't matter."

"Qingchen, sir, it doesn't matter. It's your duty."

"Success doesn't have to be in me."

Qingchen was stunned.

irrespective.

These four words are what he said, and now the other party has given them back to him.

Qingchen seemed to be pulled back to Gao Tianyuan. He and Zhang Wenqi sat side by side alone and watched the fate finally arrive.

For a success, you don't have to be in me.

Zhang Wenqi is dead.

Two Qing's intelligence agents were willing to break their legs and throw him a protein stick.

At first, Qingchen didn't touch when Zhang Wenqi died.

Because he is not from the Qing family, he has no sense of identity with the Qing family.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of a problem. He could not be regarded as Qingshi's person, but those intelligence agents placed Qingshi's honor on him.

Then for this ethereal thing, one after another calmly dedicated everything.

Is this Qing's.

Is this the foundation of Qing's standing in the Federation?

Qingchen seems to understand something.

With a click, the cold butt of a shendai soldier fell, and the leg bone of a Qing intelligence officer was forcibly broken.

The butt of the gun was so cruel that the broken leg bone came out of the skin and looked particularly tragic.

Qing's intelligence personnel couldn't help hissing and roaring, like a beast walking in the wilderness, whose thigh bone was broken by a huge trap.

From then on, waiting for his fate must be death.

Qingchen looked at the two intelligence officers, who were hung on the roof beam of the pigsty with ropes by shendai soldiers.

Shaking in the cold wind.

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

The soldiers on behalf of God laughed wildly: "what can he do if you hang here because of his broken leg? Do you see a trace of anger in his expression? He is like a cut bull and has no fighting spirit!"

"Ah!"

The hung Qing's intelligence personnel spit out a mouthful of thick sputum, spit it on the face of the shendai soldier, and then face a violent beating.

God Daiyun sneered: "don't fight, just let them hang here. Now they want to provoke you to die, but I won't let them do it. I want them to feel pain and cold here. Now does anyone want to throw protein bars? Those who want to throw can hang here with them."

The prisoners winced when they saw the two Qing intelligence agents.

Qingchen continued to build the stone wall as if he hadn't heard anything.

At night, Qingchen stopped building the stone wall, suddenly stood at the edge of the pigsty and asked softly, "what are your two names?"

"Zhao Mingke."

"Wang Yuchao."

"How long have you been here?"

"Nineteen years, three months and three days, counting the days with your fingers every day, for fear that if you forget one day, your brain will be chaotic."

"Is it worth it?"

"There's nothing worth it or not. I'm hungry every day. I don't have a chance to think about it."

"Yes."

"Sir Qingchen, do you regret it?"

"No regrets."

"Do you know Zhang Wenqi?" Qingchen asked.

"Sir, you know Zhang Wenqi too? The goods used to be one of the guards of A02 base. They are cruel to us, but they will take it a little when they start."

"Well, before he died, he also said the six words' success doesn't have to be in me '," Qingchen looked at the starry sky calmly.

Zhao Mingke suddenly said, "Sir, you know the meaning of these six words."

Qingchen shook his head: "I don't fully understand."

Zhao Ming took a deep breath and said, "it not only tells us that these small soldiers should not be afraid of sacrifice, but also tells the commander not to have the benevolence of women. For a certain goal, sacrifice and bloodshed are inevitable. If they are afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed, the victory they have won must be a false victory."

Qingchen thought, "I know."

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

They suddenly heard Qingchen whispering something, and the cold wind roared so that they couldn't hear it clearly.

At one point, the night wind stopped.

They heard that sentence clearly.

The fourth day of the countdown to the return.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao have lost the momentum of chatting. Their heads are drooping. Blood flows from the wound on their legs. They can only barely keep awake.

All the prisoners walked past them and couldn't bear to take a look.

The boy named Qingchen is still building stone walls tirelessly.

The third day of the countdown to the return.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao have fallen into a coma.

But when they were in a coma, they were still talking.

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

And the boy named Qingchen is about to collapse.

There is food, but the cold wind is still too cold for a seriously injured person to resist.

Qingchen's face turns red, which is a symptom of high fever.

This was his first illness since he became a knight.

Even the body of a knight can't carry it.

The second day of the countdown to the return.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao's breaths have been slightly inaudible, but they are still talking about something.

At the risk of being whipped, Qing's intelligence officers in the prisoners tried to get together and listen.

In the cold wind, Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao whispered, "but you should understand, my friend, we can't face the darkness with tenderness, we should use fire."

Qing's intelligence officer was stunned. He silently wiped his tears, and then continued to walk to the mountain quarry.

As usual, carrying the never-ending rocks.

Living a cycle of suffering.

The last day of the countdown to the return.

Qingchen looks at the night sky again in the night.

The vast stars are above the sky, as deep as the sea.

"Sorry," Qingchen said.

He said it to Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao. There was no more explanation, only these two words.

Sorry to bother you.

Sorry, I can't save you.

Zhao Mingke and Wang Yuchao were dying. When he heard these three words, he opened his eyes again, then opened his dry lips and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter."

Then there was no sound.

These four words again.

He said it twice to Qing's intelligence personnel, and the other party gave it back to him twice.

However, the other party's life this time.

Qingchen was not sad. He continued to build stones and felt the desperate power in his muscles, trembling, twisting and surging.

The body that will be exhausted and used to the limit suddenly makes the teenager feel happy and dripping.

At one point, when he felt he was going to fall.

Somewhere deep in the body, there was a burning pure power, which was suddenly excited to all parts and bones.

As if a warm ocean surged into the ice ocean of the polar night.

Qingchen was stunned.

He quickly realized what it was.

This is the blood of the gods injected into him by the people who saved him in the valley.

A drop of God's blood was diluted into five milliliters and all pushed into his body.

This is something that even the kind of expert who can chase and kill God Dai Yunhe wants to steal the next half.

Qingchen has heard of the blood of gods. To be exact, the family secret history of the federal consortium only recognizes that there has been a God in the world

Ren Xiaosu, who left his name 599 meters above the cliff of Qingshan mountain.

This is a God that all consortia are willing to recognize, just because his blood can turn corruption into magic, and his will is vast.

So if this is the blood of the gods, it must be Ren Xiaosu's blood.

It is said that it is the first human who can coexist with cancer cells in the whole body after opening the gene lock. The cells in the whole body have become heteromorphic nuclei, bright and magnificent.

Some people have also speculated that the emergence of extraordinary people in this world is also because Ren Xiaosu's will is too strong and has an impact on the whole world.

Before Ren Xiaosu awakened, there were not so many awakeners in the world. After he awakened, the awakeners gradually appeared.

Qingchen only stabilized his injury after injecting the drop of divine blood.

He thought it was over.

But at this moment, as Qingchen's will reached a critical point, the diluted blood of the gods appeared again, moistening his body with the great power of the gods.

God's blood can not be absorbed by anyone who wants to absorb it. Only qualified people deserve to absorb it.

Although Qingchen now absorbs only one tenth.

Qingchen silently thought that the only families that can get the gift of the blood of the gods based on the relationship between the federal consortium and Ren Xiaosu are Li and Qing, because they fought side by side with the gods.

Therefore, those who saved themselves and threw themselves into the generation of God must come from these two families.

It's just that it doesn't matter.

Qingchen feels the cold wind and the complexity in his heart, and feels his body that is about to wither but burst out of strength.

The world fell into darkness.

But you have to understand, my friend, we can't face the darkness with tenderness, we have to use fire.

Return.

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