Night’s Nomenclature

“99 squads, all captains and vice-captains, must record their routes daily in front of the sand table during the remaining time, and each select another member as their substitute. If the captain dies, the vice-captain takes over; if the vice-captain dies, the substitute takes over,” Qing Chen’s cold voice echoed across the square on Whale Island at midnight.

Qing Chen: “Remember, from the moment you cross over, your lives no longer belong to yourselves. The only thing you need to do is to purchase the supplies I’ve instructed with your teammates, and then leave City 10 together, or reach the Lower Three Districts. Remember?

“Remember!” The Time Travelers responded.

Qing Chen nodded: “When this calamity ends, you will have truly grown. I hope I can still see you standing here when we return next time.”

To be honest, even Qing Chen felt a pang of pain when he said this. He knew very well what would happen during the next week of crossing.

If things really turned out as bad as he thought, few would survive to return.

At this time, before leaving the square, Chen Zhuoqu suddenly said to many Time Travelers in the crowd: “There should still be quite a few people here who, like me, have attempted the cliff challenge but retreated. Now, although the 48-hour period for the second level has passed, you can only challenge the third and fourth cliffs. But I want to say that it’s never too late to strive, no matter when you start in life.”

Chen Zhuoqu: “This may not bring you immediate rewards, but after experiencing the helplessness of life and death, you must understand that the crisis we are facing now will inevitably happen again in the future. The challenges you cannot complete this time may be possible next time, and if not next time, then the time after that, and so on.”

Hu Jingyi said beside her: “Yeah, even someone like me is still persevering. Surely you guys aren’t worse than me? Instead of waiting here for the time to cross, why not give it a try? It’s at least a form of physical exercise.”

Little Seven chuckled: “Well said.”

Qing Chen watched this silently. Chen Zhuoqu’s growth rate was faster than he had imagined.

In the future, she might become an independent talent within Knight.

At the Agricultural Academy, work was in full swing.

Sun Chuci and others were busy planting Eternal Heaven Fruit, while Xiaoyu was back at her old job, wearing an apron and frying tea.

Originally, Qing Chen didn’t plan to continue planting Eternal Heaven Fruit, as the Academy Time Travelers would eventually reach their limit, and they wouldn’t crave this anymore.

But now that the situation has changed drastically, he had no choice but to plant.

In the limited time, the best outcome would be that before the crossing, each of the 158 children under the age of one would get two, followed by each junior high Time Traveler girl getting one.

This was already the Agricultural Academy’s limit.

Something unexpected also happened. More than a hundred Time Travelers who had previously given up once again came to the nine cliffs.

Driven by crisis and infected by the atmosphere, everyone wanted to survive. Everyone realized the importance of strength in the Trials of Life and Death, and that if they didn’t change their lives, they might not have another chance.

However, they consciously didn’t occupy the third cliff of those who had succeeded in the challenge, instead going straight to the fourth and fifth cliffs to train.

These returning challengers no longer hoped to receive the rewards for each level. Their goal was the final cliff.

Qing Chen had underestimated some cowardly people.

It turned out that in the face of a huge crisis, some former cowards could become brave again.

Some Time Travelers asked Qing Chen if there was a time limit for the final cliff.

Qing Chen told them that the final cliff had no time limit. They could strive for a year, or a lifetime, as long as they climbed that mountain, there would be a new life waiting for them.

He watched the challengers train repeatedly, suddenly feeling that the numbers he told the old folks were too conservative.

On the morning of the third day of return.

The non-City 10 Time Travelers at the Academy were finally unsealed.

They already knew what had happened, and they ran around, cheering on the City 10 Time Travelers.

Academy Forum

Many Time Travelers went to find the Academy, stating they were Gene Soldiers or Cultivators. Although they weren’t in City 10, they could immediately go to City 10 to help.

Jiu Ran from the Red Leaf organization also found the Academy, saying that the Red Leaf organization’s Time Travelers were closest to City 10 and could rush over to provide support, waiting outside the city.

But Zheng Yuandong rejected them all.

Because any extreme or group actions might reveal the Time Traveler identities to the Conglomerate, which would lead to worse consequences.

Their intentions were appreciated.

Zheng Yuandong said to Lu Yuan: “This is the Chinese nation. We may seem loose and disorganized during peacetime, but once difficulties and disasters strike, everyone will join hands to overcome them together. It was so a thousand years ago, and it’s still so a thousand years later. Unity is a gene and spirit engraved in everyone’s bones.”

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the Time Travelers.

Luo Wanya arrived on the island.

Along with 100 members of the Home Families.

They strode across the Academy. Xiao San looked at the Academy on Whale Island and exclaimed: “Wow, this place is so beautiful! If I had studied in a place like this back then, why would I have to mix in society?”

Someone joked: “Whether you study well or badly has nothing to do with the environment. Even if you were put here, you’d still be a terrible student.”

Everyone was chatting and laughing, only Luo Wanya looked serious, lost in thought.

The Time Travelers watched more than a hundred Home Families walk past them, involuntarily giving way.

These 100 Home Families were different from the Academy students from head to toe. They had wandered through various cities, leaving scars and a fierce temperament.

The students watched them walk towards the Agricultural Academy, and they understood that these were more powerful warriors under the command of the young dean.

The young dean was the Time Travelers’ respectful nickname for Qing Chen.

The addition of “young” was because Qing Chen was too young, and the addition made him seem more approachable.

As the Home Families passed, Chen Sui watched silently in the square, Jiu Ran also watched silently.

The heads of various clubs also watched.

Then everyone clearly realized the true gap between their organizations and Daybreak.

Arriving at the entrance of the Agricultural Academy, Luo Wanya knocked on the door.

The small iron gate opened, and he and the Home Families entered.

“Leader,” Luo Wanya said to Qing Chen.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao San and others stood behind Luo Wanya, shouting majestically: “Greetings, Leader!”

For a moment, it was as if Qing Chen had been pulled back to the entrance of the Axe Gang on the Bund in Shanghai at the beginning of the 20th century.

And he was the leader of the Axe Gang.

“Don’t do that,” Qing Chen waved his hand: “Go and help with the work. Work during the day and cultivate at night, not a moment to spare.”

Qing Chen kept Luo Wanya behind, and the two walked to the city sand table on the square, looking at the energetic students.

Qing Chen said softly: “Many will die this time.”

“I understand,” Luo Wanya nodded: “I gave them a warning on our way here. But Boss, don’t worry, they are the best warriors in the Guardians’ Union.”

“How many Home Families are there in City 10?” Qing Chen asked.

“100, but most are not Time Travelers. There are only 81 Time Travelers, a total of 181 who have cultivated the Zhunti Method, with E-Class forming the majority, 11 D-Class, and 7 C-Class, including Xiao San.”

Luo Wanya knew the personnel configuration of City 10 like the back of his hand, showing that this black-clothed Home Family member had worked hard.

A manager who could only vaguely say “more than 10,000 people” when talking about the number of subordinates was certainly a failure.

The Yin-Yang Master wiped the blood splattered on his face, his eyes calm.

This was once one of Shendai Qianchi’s most battle-hardened Yin-Yang Master units, the elite Yin-Yang Master squad, and now their claws were beginning to show.

The next moment.

The steel gates on the city’s edge began to slowly descend, and the Metal Storm on the city walls went on high alert, preparing to shoot any illegal entrants.

Illegal entrants were anyone in City 10 besides this Yin-Yang Master.