Naming Technique of the Night

At this point, Uncle Li Dong suddenly looked into the distance and even asked with some pride, ”Everybody, isnʼt my ability to take on students a bit stronger than yours?”

”No, thatʼs not right,” Uncle Li Dong shook his head, ”It seems like Iʼve included myself in the loss. This is like saying Iʼm not as good as him...”

”Fine, I wonʼt chat with you anymore. I have already found my successor, and you probably canʼt even foresee the change he will bring to the inheritance of the Knight Organization. Anyway, itʼs going to be good,” he said.

”Now I have to go take care of my own business.”

No one responded to Uncle Li Dongʼs words.

The entire Taboo Land number 002 was a tomb for the knights, and he was like a younger generation speaking in front of the eldersʼ gravestones, blathering on about something irrelevant.

It didnʼt matter whether they could hear him or not, as long as it helped alleviate his longing.

The next moment, a howling wind came from the depths of the Taboo Land, and Uncle Li Dong listened carefully to the sound in the wind, his expression changing abruptly, ”What do you mean I donʼt help him? Itʼs that he doesnʼt let me help!”

As another gust of wind blew, Uncle Li Dong spoke in annoyance, ”What do you mean he doesnʼt have any Taboo on him? Since when did Taboo become standard for a knight? I never heard of it, and I didnʼt see my master giving me any when I was young! Stop making a fuss, favoritism can spoil the kids!”

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Countdown 52:00:00.

Eight oʼclock at night.

Qing Chen leaned against a tree trunk, breathing slightly heavily. He had been running since the afternoon, yet he still hadnʼt seen the shadow of the mountain.

Ravaged by hunger, he reached into his pocket, which contained only a piece of chocolate that Qin Yiyi had slipped to him secretly before parting.

Before he could eat it, Qing Chen suddenly became alert and got up to continue running westward.

Not until he had run a few kilometers did he sit down again.

He was too hungry and excessively fatigued, to the point that his body began to show symptoms of slight weakness.

But whenever he thought of stopping to eat something, he could always sense an omnipresent sense of danger behind him.

At this moment, the young man tore open the foil wrapping the chocolate, which was almost melted inside.

He chewed vigorously, in the end licking the melted chocolate syrup off the foil into his mouth.

It wasnʼt until he finished the chocolate that he finally felt a bit more settled.

But this food was still not enough.

He had eaten the ginkgo nuts given by the great willow tree before, but why did it feel like they were of no use at all?

Qing Chen took out a dagger and scraped off a piece of tree bark directly from the trunk to stuff into his mouth, chewing it hard.

The bark tasted awful, some parts were soft, and others were so hard that he couldnʼt swallow them at all and had to spit them out.

The next moment, Qing Chen seemed to realize something, cursed silently in his heart, and got up to continue running for his life.

Not much later, Cao Wei, carrying his backpack, appeared without a sound. He looked at the foil on the ground and the spat-out tree bark.

The corners of Cao Weiʼs mouth lifted slightly: Iʼve found you.

Cao Weiʼs eyes sparkled in the night—this was the powerful sensory ability gifted to him by the Genetic Potion.

There were many types of Genetic Potion, and each type enhanced oneʼs physique, but that was just the basics. For instance, the FDE Genetic Potion injected by Liu Dezhu enhanced the strength in his lower limbs, while Cao Weiʼs enhanced his senses.

Better vision, hearing, smell, and taste.

Thatʼs why he was able to find Qing Chenʼs traces time and again in the vast Taboo Land.

Just as he was about to continue the pursuit, Cao Wei discovered that a layer of bark had been peeled off the tree trunk, and someone had carved an extremely tiny word into it.

”Hold?”

Cao Wei looked around and soon found another tree trunk with its bark peeled, carved with another small character: Cao.

He wondered: ”Cao Hold?”

Wrong.

Just as he was about to reverse the two words and read them, his mouth stopped short.

Cao Wei chuckled coldly. He knew more rules than other people could imagine.

For this trip, he had specifically visited the black market and learned two new rules regarding Taboo Land number 002: no killing and no swearing.

A hint of doubt arose in Cao Weiʼs mind: Was the young man still trying to use the rules to kill him at this point in time?