Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 488: Idle Hands

The stones thrown at Qing Chen were piled up by him to form a windbreak wall.

Then they were knocked down.

The Shendai soldiers angrily demolished them, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at the young man in the pigsty.

Perhaps they themselves didn't know where this resentment came from, only feeling that this boy was challenging them, challenging the authority that A02 base had held over prisoners for more than ten years.

For so many years, no prisoner dared to defy them like this. The Shendai soldiers enjoyed the cowering demeanor of the prisoners who dared not look them in the eye.

For prisoners, even glancing at them was an offense.

Now, not only did someone dare to look them in the eye, but they also dared to repeatedly provoke them with their actions.

The Shendai soldiers had never felt so angry.

The last time they encountered such a prisoner was Qing Mu, nineteen years ago.

Qing Chen watched the Shendai soldiers knock down the stone walls without getting angry.

He just patted the black pig beside him: "Remember these people, they were the ones who tore down our windbreak wall."

The Shendai soldiers glanced at Qing Chen and thought to themselves, "Is this guy crazy?!"

However, when Qing Chen's gaze swept across the Shendai soldiers, they involuntarily looked away, not daring to make eye contact.

This made them even angrier.

In the distance, prisoners who had just finished their work muttered, "What's the point? Will Shendai allow him to build this wall? If I were him, I'd save my strength, otherwise, if I overexert myself and don't eat, how will I survive the night? So stupid."

"Exactly, even in a place like this, what's the point of playing the hero?"

The Qing Family intelligence officers glanced at the few who spoke, but no one said anything, just watching silently.

By evening, the stone wall was once again erected.

When the stone wall was first built, all the prisoners were in their own cells, unable to see the process or understand the difficulties involved.

They mostly thought: If it were them, they could build one overnight.

But when they saw with their own eyes during the day how the stone wall gradually appeared, they understood what Qing Chen had gone through.

The shackles on his hands were exceptionally heavy, to the extent that Qing Chen, bending over to pick up a fist-sized stone from the ground, would tremble with effort.

The prisoners watched the stone wall appear bit by bit, then surround the pigsty.

By evening, the Shendai soldiers rushed over again and knocked down the entire wall.

Qing Chen didn't speak.

The prisoners also remained silent.

Gradually, everyone felt the atmosphere becoming heavy. Even those prisoners who did not belong to the Qing Family no longer made fun of him.

The stone wall, painstakingly built up for a day, had fallen again.

But when another dawn arrived, the prisoners walked out of their cells and saw the wall reappear.

Again and again, the Shendai soldiers rushed over and demolished the wall.

Qing Chen remained calm.

This ordeal made him even more serene.

This time, after the Shendai soldiers demolished the wall, they left, and Qing Chen picked up the stones again to build a new wall.

People can get back up after being knocked down, and walls can be rebuilt after being knocked down.

When fate gives you a choice, you only need to choose whether to fall or stand up, and the rest of the pain doesn't matter.

As the prisoners passed by the pigsty, they saw Qing Chen's hands, red and swollen from picking up stones, and his hands were chapped from the cold.

They knew Qing Chen hadn't eaten for over forty hours, which is terrifying in the severe cold.

At this moment, someone passing by the pigsty suddenly asked Qing Chen from a few meters away, "Why bother? You know the wall will be knocked down again."

Qing Chen thought for a moment and replied, "I was just idle."

The prisoners were stunned. They thought Qing Chen would spout some profound truths, deliver a series of speeches, but unexpectedly, it was such a ridiculous answer.

As a result, everyone didn't know how to respond, so they fell silent.

Qing Chen continued to rebuild the wall, still calm.

It didn't even give the impression that he was suffering.

The prisoners were carrying stones.

"Isn't he tired?"

"How could he not be tired?"

A middle-aged prisoner suddenly couldn't help but say, "Don't you think he's like the officer from nineteen years ago? Younger than that officer, yet more stubborn…"

They had been imprisoned here for nineteen years.

How many nineteen years does a person have in their life?

Nineteen years is too long.

So long that they had almost forgotten the stubborn, resolute, and unyielding expression of Qing Mu back then.

They live in conditions of hunger and cold every day, hoping that the cold winter will pass quickly, but the winter here is exceptionally long.

They spend their days thinking about how to survive, with no time to reminisce about the past.

This is how life destroys one's will.

People are like oddly shaped stones on dry land, constantly eroded and polished by wind and sand.

Until this day, when they saw Qing Chen, they recalled the person from nineteen years ago, and the strong will that person had instilled in them.

At this moment, they remembered Qing Mu again, who seemed like he would never fall.

It seemed like Commander Qing Mu was still here, and they were still young.

And they still had passion.

At one point, they had the illusion that the stubborn person from nineteen years ago had returned, never leaving.

A small flame was burning again.

Although it was still small.

Someone whispered, "I really miss it."

Someone else whispered, "Don't say it anymore."

But this warning came too late, the Shendai soldiers had already overheard their conversation through the black metal implanted in the back of their heads.

Several Shendai soldiers, with iron-grey faces, said, "Who just spoke? Report it for a reward."

A prisoner immediately pointed at the speakers, "It was them two, 002921 and 002949!"

These were the numbers of the two prisoners. The two prisoners who were identified coldly glanced at the informant and waited for the punishment to come.

In fact, they all knew that the Shendai had given them this black metal so that it could easily identify who said what.

But the Shendai soldiers never directly arrested people, instead asking other prisoners to identify them, deliberately creating conflicts among prisoners.

"002921 and 002949, step forward!" The Shendai soldiers roared.

The two slowly walked out, and the Shendai soldiers raised their whips and lashed out at their faces.

The abuser thought that he would soon beat these two into begging for mercy, but he did not. After being whipped, they only painfully crouched down, without a sound.

The whips fell like raindrops, and the two soon fainted from the pain, but strangely, they did not beg for mercy this time.

Night fell.

The silent dormitory was already dark.

Someone quietly got up from their pillow.

"Wuu!"

The informant's mouth was covered, and then, the attacker used a sharp stone to slash across the informant's neck.

Even the sharpest stone is just a stone, so when the attacker slashed the first time, only a trace of blood seeped from the informant's neck.

The informant struggled violently, and soon two more people sneaked over and held down the informant's hands and feet.

The attacker slashed twelve times before finally cutting open the informant's carotid artery.

During this process, the informant's struggles woke up many people, but no one cared about it, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After the attackers confirmed the informant was dead, they left.

What surprised the first attacker was that among those who helped, there were more than just Qing Family intelligence officers.

Another dawn.

Qing Chen stopped picking up stones, standing silently in the cold wind.

He watched several prisoners, under the supervision of Shendai soldiers, carry a corpse out. Qing Chen recognized the Face[-] of the deceased, the informant from yesterday.

The Shendai soldiers made all the prisoners stand on the stone field and roared at them to confess who was the attacker. As a result, no one leaked information this time.

The Shendai soldiers sneered, "You won't say it, I can still find out who did it. But since you've chosen to unite, none of you will eat today. Go and carry stones for me, the amount of stone carrying today must be doubled! Whoever confesses someone else can get seven days off work, and can eat protein bars every day, your choice!"

At this time, several prisoners, seeing that Shendai soldiers were playing for real, immediately came forward to identify the three attackers from last night: "It's them!"

The Shendai soldiers laughed wildly, "Your unity is worthless in the Face[-] of your lives."

Qing Chen saw this scene, continued to bend over and build his stone wall, and waited for the Shendai soldiers to knock it down.

However, he was waiting for more than that.

Return Countdown 160:00:00.

More than six days left.

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City 22.

Deep in the Shendai Takaminahara Manor.

The Takaminahara Manor is made of wood. The black stones in the courtyard are carefully arranged, like ripples on the sea surface.

In the middle of the black stones, a large grey stone stands upright, like a piece of dry landscape, filled with loneliness.

Someone wearing a samurai uniform and wooden clogs hurried past, knelt down in front of a white paper door in the depths, "Ancestor, Qing Chen's DNA test report is out. As you expected, the DNA sequence is as beautiful and brilliant as other Knights. It's confirmed, he is the next leader of the Knights, the master of Daybreak."

All previous Knights have been injured and inevitably have some DNA samples collected from them.

The DNA of each generation of Knights is different, but they have one thing in common: the DNA of the Knights after opening the Gene Lock is completely different from ordinary people, and cannot be classified as human and cannot be replicated.

This characteristic is enough for Shendai to identify Qing Chen's true identity.

This is a young Knight, as bright and tempting as the rising sun.

Knights have long lifespans and endless potential.

This is the most perfect body in the world.

The old man in the room asked, "What does the head of the family say?"

The samurai bowed his head, "The head of the family says to prepare for soul possession."

The old man frowned, "I heard that he cannot be possessed, and the one who possesses him may have his memories stolen. If I fail, Shendai will have no secrets."

The old man didn't want to take the risk. Although his lifespan was running out, he didn't want to take such a big risk.

The samurai knelt a few steps to the door and whispered, "The head of the family said that since he cannot be possessed, then forcibly make him possess someone else. When his body becomes a vegetable, Ancestor, you can naturally take his place. Ancestor, rest assured, the body is well preserved, just waiting for him to reach B-Class before proceeding to the next step."

The old man was stunned. He hadn't thought of this method.

The information from the spies was actually very vague, only saying that the equipment was damaged during the soul possession, and this young man's will might be too strong to be possessed.

But since his will is strong, others can't possess him, but he can possess others.

After possession, the will of "Qing Chen' is transferred to another person, while the body will not die, but only become a vegetable.

In that case, what is the difficulty in possessing a vegetable?!

However, this requires Qing Chen to reach B-Class, otherwise, the brain damage will be extremely severe.

Even if this Shendai ancestor takes over, he probably won't be able to continue to improve his strength and won't be able to complete the next possession.

At this time, the samurai continued, "The head of the family also said that the Knight's body has a lifespan of hundreds of years, with this young man's body, you don't need to possess anyone else for hundreds of years, and your consciousness will not be weakened repeatedly. But without you, the family will lose the Demi-God, so it is hoped that you can kill Li Shutong, the biggest threat right now, before the possession. Otherwise, if his disciple is possessed, he will not let it go."

The old man calmly said, "I don't even know where Li Shutong is, how can I kill him?"

"The head of the family said that this young man is a Time Traveler," the samurai said, "he went back to Outer World, he will surely find a way to tell Li Shutong his situation and location, and then Li Shutong will go to the A02 base himself. This young man is only C-Class now, it will take a long time for him to Cultivate to B-Class, you have enough time to kill Li Shutong."

The old man said, "Tell the head of the family, thanks."

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