Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 489 Comparing life to life

  Is it really okay?

  Being spurned by more than 2,900 prisoners, standing in this foul-smelling pigpen, being ridiculed by God's soldiers watching monkeys, is it really okay?

  Qing Chen asked himself that he did not have such a strong heart, but he wanted to start learning to understand.

  Understand the hardships in this world.

  Understand the helplessness of the little people.

  At the Los Angeles Foreign Language School, many students feel that Qingchen is very difficult, and they have to earn tuition and living expenses by themselves.

   But thinking about it now, what is that bit of hardship and now?

   Even in prison 18, before he became a knight, what he experienced was far less than one ten thousandth of today.

  In the past, Li Shutong helped him untie his happy knot, and now he should go away by himself.

Jindaiyun looked straight at the prisoners, satisfied that the prisoners finally succumbed to the temptation of food. He smiled and said to the Jindai soldiers: "Let them move the rocks for another hour, and give 2921 people 2900 synthetic protein at night. Great."

  He broke the contract. He said that he would no longer need to do coolies today, one protein bar per person, but he can modify what he said at will. . .

  Kamidai Yunzhi seemed to be deliberately proclaiming.

  In this A02 secret military base, the final interpretation right belongs to him.

  The prisoners bowed their heads numbly, no one glared at Shendaiyun. Qing Chen knew that these people should have been facing this situation for decades.

  Objections and complaints will be exchanged for a severe beating.

God Daiyun came straight to Qing Chen and said with a smile: "Is it ironic, those who once swore allegiance to the Qing clan, but now spit on you for a bite. Do you know that Qing Mu is for this group of people to continue to live," There was no suicide."

   Qingchen smiled and said, "Your mother is dead."

  Kimdai Yunzhi's expression stagnated.

  He thought that Qing Chen would tell him Qing's beliefs and the Qing's intelligence personnel's persistence, but he did not expect to usher in the most vulgar abuse.

Qing Chen continued: "If you feel you have the power to make me surrender, then try it. From the moment I know you can't kill me, I will know your end. I'm ready for that day. ,are you ready?"

  Since Jindai will not kill him, the worst case is just to be here for a lifetime.

  Since this is the case, why give in?

  Kamidaiyun turned straight and left: "Don't worry, you will be trapped here for a long time. We can play slowly."

   After finishing speaking, he said to the soldier again: "Have me hungry him for three days and three nights first, and then feed him pig food. When he saw that he still had such a stiff gas."

  Night falls.

   Qingchen saw the prisoners slowly walking towards the prison area organized by the soldiers of Goddai.

  Under the night, more than half of the prisoners lined up, and the people behind put their arms on the shoulders of the people in front, like a train game played when they were young.

The people behind   , their eyes are out of focus, just like blind people.

   Qing Chen was startled, but he quickly reacted. This was because the prisoners had not taken enough nutrition for a long time and had already developed night blindness.

  They must be guided by people with good eyesight so that they can return to the prison barracks in the dark.

  Qingchen looked at the prisoners. His clothes were a thin chemical fiber winter coat, and his feet were just a pair of thin rubber shoes.

  Many people’s ankles are swollen from freezing, and their swollen feet are barely stuffed in their original shoes, which looks particularly awkward.

   Qingchen sat in the silt of the pigsty and looked at the empty stone trough. He patted a certain black pig: "You are really unlucky, and I have to be hungry for three days."

  The prisoners were silent for a while. One of the prisoners who had stolen a high-caste vehicle whispered: "Is this person something wrong? When has he been concerned about pigs?!"

  Someone behind him reminded: "Quiet."

  The night in the bitter cold land was extremely cold, and the temperature of minus 30 degrees made Qing Chen feel like she was frozen in the silt.

  This temperature can't kill a C-level master, it will only bring pain.

  He felt all this seriously, and remembered what he had experienced in his mind.

  In the past, he would want to hide the painful experience, but now, he wants to feel more profoundly.

  Even the past sufferings were taken out by him to examine one by one.

  ...

  ...

  Early the next morning.

  The prisoners were driven to the rock field like lambs.

  Everyone looked at Qing Chen from time to time while working.

  They found that the boy was sitting in the pigpen with frost on his hair and eyebrows.

  Everyone knows how difficult the night here is, especially when Qing Chen’s clothes were wet with saliva, and he didn’t eat anything.

  At this time, a floating airship came, and several civilian officers in military uniforms came down from it, with shooting equipment in their hands.

  The prisoners knew that this was to record Qing Chen's embarrassment and spread it out to destroy the morale of Qing's intelligence personnel.

  Before, the Shendai consortium was forced by Qing Chen to return it to Qing Mu, and the intelligence alliance that Qing Chen engaged in broke down. These things have become the laughing stock of the intelligence community.

  Now, the Shendai Consortium has captured Qing Chen and made him repeat the mistakes of Qing Mu, which is the most ironic counterattack.

  The officer set up the equipment and focused on the embarrassed Qing Chen.

  Someone wanted to get close to the past to take a close-up shot, but saw a Jindai soldier at A02 base hesitate and stopped them: "Don’t get too close, it’s dangerous."

  The civilian officers froze for a moment. They looked at the soldiers, and then at Qing Chen who was sleepy and embarrassed in the pigpen. They didn't understand where the danger came from.

  However, when the officers of the Goddai Financial Group were standing in the pigpen preparing to take photos, all the prisoners saw Qing Chen standing up in heavy shackles.

  The shackles made a rattling noise, and the clothes on Qing Chen's body were frozen, making the sound of tearing ice, just like a towel that was frozen in winter, being rubbed vigorously.

  At this time, everyone found that the **** soldier who was in charge of taking care of Qing Chen had subconsciously stepped back.

  But the soldier reacted quickly. The opponent's hands were all shackled, and he couldn't lift it up, and he couldn't hurt people anymore.

  He adjusted his expression, and said to the civilian officers: "You can take a picture, as soon as possible."

  The civilian officers raised their cameras, but they were stunned to see in the lens that the young man slowly raised his right arm.

  The heavy shackles made his arm muscles tremble. The alloy shackles weighing 800 kilograms with one hand and used to restrain B-level masters made people feel a little breathless just by looking at them.

  The prisoners watched silently, and they saw the boy raising his arms little by little.

   Then smiled brightly and compared a V with his right hand.

  "Compare life to life!" Qing Chen said.

  The civilian officers were stunned. They came to film how embarrassed Qing Chen was, but at this moment, where does the other party look embarrassed?

  The civilian officer said to the soldiers angrily: "Your chief told us to come and shoot, but you still haven't gotten him. How do we shoot? Where is Kamdai Yun?"

  Kamidaiyun brought more than a dozen officers from the barracks away, and he said coldly, “When will the civilians hiding behind be able to yell at me?”

  The civilian officer's momentum stagnated, and he said vaguely: "The above requires that the propaganda materials be photographed within seven days. You can figure it out."

Shendaiyun frowned, and he said, "You live in the barracks for three days, and you will be fine after three days. Lieutenant, you take them to hunt in the wilderness and eat some game. This is something they can't taste outside. of."

  An officer beside him nodded: "Understood."

   "Okay, that's what you said. Wait for three days." The civilian officers took the equipment and followed the ensign.

Qing Chen lowered his arms and smiled: "Hey, how come I feel that you are not in a very good situation in Goddai? The clerical jobs are so arrogant in front of you. , I will keep you safe throughout your life."

Jindaiyun glanced at him directly, and then said to the prisoners: "Stop what you are doing, and one person hit him with a stone. Just like yesterday, the person who hit him had a synthetic protein bar to eat, and one less person hit him. Everyone I don’t even have to eat. Whoever loses strength is weak, give him a whip."

  Next, Kamdaiyun said in a low voice, “Don’t let people really smash him to death.”

  After speaking, he turned around and left.

  A prisoner who was brought here for hooking up with a high caste woman picked up a fist-sized stone and ran over and threw it on Qing Chen's head.

  Qing Chen just turned his head and hid.

  But he was restricted by the shackles, and he could hide one of them, and there was no way to hide more than two thousand.

  One prisoner after another walked outside the pigpen and threw stones.

  Qingchen had no injuries except her face, but her entire body was full of scars.

  Qing’s intelligence personnel came to the front, they hesitated with the stone, and the soldiers beside them whipped the stone, but they did not throw the stone out.

   stared at the blood dripping from the backs of those people.

   Qingchen calmly said, "It's okay."

   is these four words again.

  Qing's intelligence personnel finally threw the stone out, slammed it on Qing Chen's body with a bang, and cracked the wound on Qing Chen's body again.

  The blood was mixed into the soil along the clothes, and the black pigs were frightened and hid in the corner again.

  No one spoke, and Qing Chen didn't speak any more.

  After all the prisoners were gone, he sucked in the air-condition and sat in the pigpen. The prisoners were always hungry for food all year round, and there was no strength to throw stones.

  But being punched by more than two thousand people, his current realm of strength also hurts into his bones.

  Early morning on the third day.

  When all the prisoners came out of the prison to work, the first time they looked at the pigpen, they wanted to see if the boy was dead.

  But the next scene stunned everyone.

  I saw that around the originally ventilated pigpen, the boy used the stone that was smashed at him yesterday to build a wind-blocking wall.

  The other party did not complain or give in, still using his own actions to show his will.

  Shendai soldiers rushed over frantically and knocked down the wall built of gravel, but Qing Chen didn't look depressed.

  At a certain moment, Qing's intelligence personnel even felt that the young man looked at the Godsei soldier's eyes with some pity.

  (End of this chapter)