Naming Technique of the Night

Qing Chen walked through the long corridor and picked up the most convenient firearm in the room, the Ash-012, with a magazine holding 9 bullets of 5.6 mm caliber.

Easy to carry.

After he was ready, he didn't rush out the door but quietly waited for the return.

In each of his hands, he held a new Genetic Potion, one was FDE-005, and the other was FDE-004.

Originally, Qing Chen thought that in the box Li Changqing gave him, there were only the unused 002 and 001 left, but he didn't expect this woman to be so generous. Saying she would give a set, she included even those Qing Chen would not need.

Just right, FDE-005 for Li Dongze from the Outer World, FDE-004 for Liu Dezhu.

As for the one Hu Xiaoniu brought back from Qin Yi, it could be sold to Zhang Chengze now.

Nowadays, the Daylight Organization already had a complete method of cultivation. Even if everyone couldn't follow the Knight's path, they could still practice the Pratimoksha method.

The Genetic Potions were not of much significance to them anymore.

Qing Chen glanced at the time; there was still a moment left.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed the fruit bowl on the living room table. The apples inside had dried up into apple chips from being out too long.

Looking at the apples, Qing Chen suddenly remembered that girl in the wilderness, wondering what she was doing.

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The winter in the Southwest Snow Mountain seemed unaffected by the change of seasons.

Those who lived here were already accustomed to the temperature, and winter wasn't too harsh for them.

On the contrary, during spring and summer, the melting of snow and ice on the mountain could bring flood season, raising river levels and reducing their living area.

At this moment, a team was driving off-road vehicles on the rugged path, heading into the snow mountain.

It was already deep into the night, yet the sky here had not completely darkened, and the white expanse of snow seemed to glow in the night.

As the vehicle jostled, the wild folks inside had their necklaces of knucklebones strung with hemp rope clanging against each other, making clattering sounds.

In total, there were 32 pickup trucks. The cargo beds of the first twenty-nine were filled with game and pelts, among which was a huge wild buffalo carcass.

The buffalo's horns had dark red patterns, and there was a dab of Red at the brow, resembling a closed third eye.

That was the prey captured by a Fire Pit God's Child during his coming-of-age ritual, hunted from a Taboo Land.

Following those twenty-nine vehicles were three more loaded with diesel, as well as various modern technological items; these were the spoils from their raid on a Federal Production Base.

Sitting atop that pile of assorted items was a girl with wheat-colored skin, wrapped in a thick leather coat, staring blankly at the vast snow mountain in the distance.

At that moment, moonlight reflected down from Earth's atmosphere, shining on that solitary snow mountain.

The mountain seemed like it had a light switched on, which never went out.

The peak of the snow mountain, hidden in the clouds, made one very curious about what the summit looked like.

Inside the vehicle, a teenager around eighteen or nineteen looked back and shouted, "Yiyi, do you see it? That is our Holy Mountain. It is said that God was born there. That day, in the sky above, there was a giant hand surrounded by light, placing a baby on the summit of the snow mountain, and then God grew up among the mountains."

The speaker was the God's Child who had just completed his coming-of-age ritual, the son of one of the elders.

But the girl sitting in the cargo bed didn't respond. To her, such legends seemed absurd. Wouldn't a baby left on top of a snow mountain just freeze to death?

And what would a baby eat to grow up on top of a snow mountain? Snow?

Xiao Yiyi did not respond to the God's Child, as if she heard nothing.

She looked at the snow mountain, lost in thought, thinking that the snow was as beautiful as that boy's skin.

The point of the snow mountain hidden in the clouds was as mysterious as that boy.

Seeing Xiao Yi ignoring him, the God's Child scratched his head and said, "Why don't you come inside the vehicle? There's still an empty seat here."

Xiao Yiyi replied, "No need, thank you."

With that, she pulled out the last apple from her coat pocket.

The apple was a bit withered, but Xiao Yiyi always hesitated to eat it. Whenever she missed her hometown and a certain someone, she would take it out and sniff the apple scent on it. Find exclusive stories on My Virtual Library Empire

It was as though the smell could take her back to a night by the bonfire when that boy and a middle-aged man had just come to their camp, asking if they could stay nearby.

However, Qin Yiyi had always been different from others. When she met that stunning boy, she didn't become disheartened but tried every method to close the distance between them.

To have or not to have, one had to try to know.

The daughters and sons of the wilderness always dared to love and hate fiercely.

It was also this thought that brought her to search for the Fire Pit in the Southwest Snow Mountain.

The vehicle slowly made its way on the road, and as they passed a narrow Yamaguchi, the scenery of the snow mountain suddenly changed, becoming lush and green.

It was a deep and vast plain valley, where the massive earth's crust had torn apart, creating a plain-like deep valley because of its breadth.

In this valley, a languid river crossed through, steaming with heat.

It was clearly a hot spring rising from the earth, with rising steam soaring up, forming a persistent mist above the valley.

Xiao Yiyi curiously looked at the valley, thinking it was incredibly vast, and that if climate weren't a factor, growing several thousand mu of farmland here probably wouldn't be an issue.

The valley was warm and humid, more than ten degrees warmer than the outside temperature.