Night’s Nomenclature

Countdown to 44:30:00, 3:30 in the morning.

City No. 2, District 9.

In a small street at the bottom of the city, a young man in a gray suit was walking leisurely.

The water on the ground was like a mirror, reflecting his calm temperament.

There is no bustling scene here as imagined. Water and garbage can be seen everywhere on the streets. Colorful swear words and protest slogans are graffitied on the walls.

This is not like the imagined technological city, but more like a slum.

However, when young people walk here, they feel as if they are walking on the streets of England, casual and gentlemanly.

He came to a clothing store.

The proprietress in her thirties was crossing her legs and watching the world news with great interest on her transparent mobile phone.

In fact, there are many such inexplicable small clothing stores in the world, which always sell out-of-date clothes and have few customers.

You have no idea what income this kind of store relies on to survive, but it never goes bankrupt.

The boss doesn't seem to care whether there are customers or not.

But I'm afraid no one thought that this kind of small shop actually had another mystery.

And now they have been brought to the other world.

When the young man stepped into the store, the proprietress still didn't respond, as if she didn't know who was coming.

He stood in front of the counter, tapping his fingers on the table with a smile.

There is energy behind the smile.

The landlady raised her head and stood up quickly, saying in a panic: "Boss He, I'm sorry I didn't notice you coming in."

He Jinqiu smiled and said: "Don't be nervous. I'm here to have two pieces of news that you need to convey as soon as possible. One is that Dong Suyue and Tian Xiaomiao have been discovered by the consortium as time walkers, so Xiaoxiao is temporarily cut off from them. Everything We’ll wait until we return.”

"Understood," the landlady quickly memorized what He Jinqiu had told her.

"The second thing is to tell Xiaoxiao to collect as much information on Li Shutong as possible. I found that his energy is more powerful than what I investigated before. It is incredible that he can escape unharmed after such a big thing."

"Understood," the landlady agreed again.

He Jinqiu seemed to mutter to himself: "It seems that we have to win over Liu Dezhu before Kunlun takes action. We need him."

At this time, He Jinqiu turned around with a smile and said: "I hope you can understand what mission we are shouldering now. If such a loss of vigilance occurs again next time, the organization will punish you. When a suitable candidate is found, I will let you Someone will take your place. After you return, you can go to instructor Zhang Zongyu to add additional training subjects. Do you have any objections?"

The landlady lowered her head and said, "No objection."

"Okay, then it's such a happy decision!"

After saying that, He Jinqiu turned and left.

The landlady got into the storage room and didn't know what method to use to deliver the news.

The slums are one of the few places in the cyber city that are not monitored. No one will notice that a special guest has come here.

He Jinqiu looked back at the clothing store. Such a secluded place was perfect for conveying messages and hiding one's identity, but there were still too few people in Kyushu, and even fewer people were available.

It seems like we need to speed up our pace.

…

In the morning, a familiar knock on the door rang.

The alloy gate was buzzing as the prisoners slapped it, as if it was resonating.

These people are always so energetic and have nowhere to vent.

Qingchen didn't go out, he was waiting for Lu Guangyi to find the time walker among this new group of people.

Surprisingly, there were no new prisoners escorted to Prison No. 18 last night.

He turned over and went back to sleep, completely ignoring the commotion outside.

At this time, Li Shutong was still sitting calmly at the dining table, looking at the chess game he had just obtained, without any signs of fatigue.

At a certain moment, even Lin Xiaoxiao lamented that there was a big commotion outside because of what happened last night, but his boss turned out to be okay and didn't take it to heart at all.

Guo Huchan, who was bald and shiny, quietly came over and asked Lin Xiaoxiao in a low voice: "What on earth did you and your boss do last night? If there is any excitement, take me with you. I can fight well." "

"Hey, how did you know," Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the other party curiously.

Although the incident was fierce outside, Guo Huchan didn't even have any means of communication here, so how could he know what was going on outside?

He squinted his bald head and asked, "Are the spiritual extraordinary people from Spades here too? How many of you are here? I'm not afraid that the consortium will give you a big hit."

"It's just me," Guo Huchan responded with a smile, "Seriously, let me know in advance next time if you have any plans."

Lin Xiaoxiao was so contemptuous: "I still don't know what your plan is? Don't you just want to wait for us to go out, so you can take advantage of the boss to find ACE-005?"

"It's nothing," Guo Huchan said with a cheerful smile: "Look, why do you think so much every day? I just want to know, what did Boss Li do when he went out last night?"

Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at him: "If I told you that he just wanted to eat braised pork, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it. How can there be such a big fuss without serious business?" Guo Huchan said with an expression like "You think I'm stupid."

Lin Xiaoxiao sighed. He knew that the whole world would not believe that the boss really had nothing serious to do when he went out last night.

The other party just wanted to take Qingchen out to have some fun.

Those people only remember that the boss is a very dangerous contemporary demigod, but forget that he is actually a very willful and free-spirited person.

Of course, what Lin Xiaoxiao also lamented was that the other protagonist in this matter, classmate Qingchen, was still sleeping soundly at noon, as if nothing was wrong.

It doesn't matter if the boss is so calm. How can you, a seventeen-year-old boy, be so calm?

…

When Qingchen was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly heard the radio in the prison: "Prisoner No. 010101 has relatives visiting him."

He sat up slowly, feeling a little confused.

According to the time in the other world, didn't Qingyan just visit yesterday? Why did he come again today?

Guo Huchan in the square was asking Lin Xiaoxiao: "Wait, isn't it normal to visit once every three months? I remember that someone only visited this kid yesterday."

Lin Xiaoxiao said as if he didn't care: "Our boss doesn't like him, so I suggest you not to get too close to him, and don't pry around. In addition, he is a member of the Qing family, and there must be someone in the consortium. The privilege of the consortium.”

Qingchen didn't go out immediately. He washed himself slowly, as if he didn't care about the visit.

In his opinion, since it was confirmed that Qingyan was not a friendly force, it didn't matter if he showed off for a while.

Half an hour later, Qingchen, accompanied by the mechanical prison guard, slowly opened the door of the visiting room, but he was stunned because it was not Qingyan inside.

But the sound of the gods.