Nomenclature of Night

  Chapter 951 A photo

   Return.

   Countdown to 168:00:00.

  Qing Chen opened his eyes, they were still at the training base, but everyone lost the previous laughter.

   "How many people died in total?" Qing Chen asked.

   "2,700 people," Xiao Qi whispered, "and it was a meaningless sacrifice."

Qing Chen shook his head: "It's not meaningless, their death will wake us up, don't use everyone's experience in fighting in the Eastern Continent to treat the enemies in the Western Continent, their methods are even more weird, not only black magic, but also The priest of Blackwater City, and the Ashbringer of Phoenix City."

Luo Wanya asked: "The Parents' Association has withdrawn 170,000 people to Heiyebara. This number is too large, and the supply alone is a problem. And the most important thing is that this is already our core strength, and it is all strength. For those with the highest rank, if they can only hide in Heiyeyuan, then the Parents Association will lose their hands."

  For office work, it’s okay. After all, as long as the key door is open, everyone is like entering and leaving the office, and it doesn’t hinder the transmission of information.

  However, the fighting power of the parents' association was useless.

  Luo Wanya said: "Why don't you temporarily empower a group of C-level masters and send them to the boss first?"

"Giving empowerment to others will delay your practice. What I want is high-end combat power. Even if a batch of C-levels are temporarily empowered, they can only be cannon fodder under this kind of war intensity." Qing Chen thought for a while and said: "Be down-to-earth Let’s practice in Heiyebara, and all of you time travelers will return to Whale Island, and everyone will use the Purple Orchid Star to practice. Let’s be quiet for a while, and I will find a way to solve this matter.”

  The expansion of the parent association is too fast, everyone is complacent, and it is time to settle down.

  Qing Chen found Alice and Sorel, hugged and said goodbye to them with a smile.

  The parents’ association left the two helicopters here, and then returned to Whale Island through the key gate, while Qingchen flew into the night sky with the help of Yangyang.

   The next day, Qing Chen appeared in a public hospital in Haicheng. He walked into the MRI room with the receipt, lay flat on the bed, and was slowly sent into a semi-closed instrument.

  He came to the hospital this time and did not pass the Hu family. Just like an ordinary person, he registered, lined up, and paid.

  Qing Chen doesn't want too many people to know about his illness. It is true that it can be kept secret through the Hu Group, but the puppet master is likely to give priority to infiltrating the Hu Group.

  In the afternoon, the MRI film came out.

  Qing Chen went to the doctor with the film, smiled and said to Yang Yang beside him: "The doctor may tell me to eat whatever I want."

  Yangyang twisted his arm: "What time is it, and I'm still in the mood to joke."

  Yangyang seemed more worried than Qingchen.

   Entering the door, Qing Chen said politely: "Doctor, I would like to ask how long I have left?"

  The doctor looked at the pictures one by one, and then at Qing Chen: "Your cancer cells have spread all over your body... Don't you feel pain?"

   "It hurts," Qing Chen replied, "My whole body hurts, as if my whole body is split open, and my heart and lungs are a little weak."

  The doctor was astonished: "Then I see why you look like a normal person. Other patients have already collapsed to your level. How can you still laugh?"

  Cancer is in the body and destroys all functions in the body in an all-round way.

  So at this time, the patient will be in pain all the time, with a feather pressing on his body, he may feel that he is being pressed down by a mountain.

   out of breath.

  The doctor has seen too many end-stage patients with cancer cells spreading all over the body, and sometimes he can't bear to see the painful symptoms of those patients.

  However, Qing Chen in front of him was different. Qing Chen was also in pain, but still very calm.

   Calm doesn't even look like a cancer patient.

  Qing Chen thought for a while and explained: "Pain does exist, but it may be because of getting used to it. The body's threshold for pain has been raised in the past, so this pain is temporarily tolerable."

  The doctor was shocked, how high was the threshold raised? Or in other words, what has this young man in front of him experienced before to raise his pain threshold to the point where... even the pain of cancer can be treated calmly?

  Qing Chen smiled: "Doctor, can I still be saved?"

The old doctor pushed his glasses and looked at the film again: "Use PD-1 or PD-L1 immunotherapy, do a genetic test first to see which one is suitable for you. I don't know how your family is. Ah, this kind of treatment is relatively expensive, it may cost about 800,000 a year, and it is still useful for terminal patients.”

   "Are there any side effects?" Qing Chen asked.

   "It will damage your liver and kidney functions, and it can also be fatal, such as suffering from immune myocarditis," the old doctor said patiently: "Of course, compared to the terminal stage of cancer, it is always right to try."

  The subtext of the doctor is that he is dead anyway, and if he tries it, he might be able to survive and live for a while longer.

  However, when Qing Chen heard about the lethality, he asked, "If I give up the treatment, how long will I have?"

  The doctor looked at the film seriously: "One month? Two months? Young man, you may not be able to afford the medical expenses, but now the medical insurance can reimburse part of it, and there is only one life..."

  Qing Chen said with a smile: "No, I spent all my money on medical treatment. What about my wife? Thank you doctor, I am dying."

  The doctor looked at Qingchen in surprise, and then at Yangyang: "You guys haven't reached the legal age of marriage yet."

  Qing Chen said: "We are tender-looking, and we have a daughter who is 9 years old."

   As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and showed the doctor Jinguji Maki's photo: "Is it cute?"

   "Oh..." The doctor didn't know what to say.

  The two of them went out, Yangyang laughed beside her and trembled all over her body: "It's kind of fun for you to talk nonsense in a serious manner."

  She supported Qing Chen's shoulders and couldn't straighten up laughing, but she smiled and reached out to wipe the tears on her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Qing Chen patted Yangyang's head: "Even a demigod can't kill me, so what's a mere cancer? I've already made some plans, and some people have really succeeded. I don't necessarily die." .”

   "I didn't cry, I just have sore eyes," Yangyang straightened up and sniffed: "Let's go, eat whatever you want!"

   "You actually told what the doctor said."

   "What's your plan next, rest well, complete the remaining two life and death tests, and then inject the medicine?" Yangyang asked: "You also have the medicine that Boss He injected, right?"

"Well, it's just on Whale Island. Boss Zheng will watch over it and everything will be fine," Qing Chen said, "But I can't rest yet. As for the test of life and death, the remaining two don't need training. You just need to risk your life." .I have more important things to do."

   "Huh? It's this time, what else is more important than life?" Yangyang wondered.

   "What's more important than my life is the lives of the 170,000 parents' association members," Qing Chen said, "I'm going to go to the Western Continent again to kill the adjudicator."

   Regarding the curse of black magic, Qing Chen and the others really have nothing to do now.

  This kind of thing is like the invasion of alien species. For example, the European rabbit was originally introduced to Australia as food. It has natural enemies in its native land, but it lost its natural enemies after arriving in Australia. This species that did not exist in the biological chain suddenly multiplied and became a disaster.

  The same is true for the black magic curse. If there is always black magic in the Eastern Continent, then everyone will hide their real names and birthdays like the Western Continent.

  Actually, black magic is a very embarrassing existence in the Western Continent. It is not necessary to curse the common people, but you want to curse the masters but you don’t know what the other party’s name is.

  Can Duke of Storms curse Blackwater, Phoenix, and Silver Duke? Can't curse.

  Can the Duke of Storms curse a fortune teller? Can't curse either.

   The demigods really fought, and the Duke of Storms was the weakest one in the Western Continent.

  This is tantamount to abuse food, but in high-end rounds, you will always be abused. The Duke of Storms may not even be able to beat the crane tail 'Nakayu' in the demigod.

   This is the status quo of the adjudicator in the Western Continent.

  So, when he had the opportunity to transfer to the inheritance of the Master of Drama, he immediately transferred.

   In a few decades, the Eastern Continent will probably be like this, and black magic will be reduced to a tasteless thing again.

  Once a threat appears, everyone will look for a solution to it. At that time, everyone will hide their real names, and the adjudicator can only look at a bunch of sand sculpture code names such as "Leshan Bangbangji", "Fire Bird Zhuanzhuan", "Pure Little Dragon", "Little Man Selling Newspapers", etc. powerless.

   Only this time, the black magic arrived in the Eastern Continent unsuspectingly, just like the invasion of alien species.

  No one in the Eastern Continent knows how to solve this problem.

   But for Qing Chen, since the problem cannot be solved, then those who create the problem should be solved.

   Or in other words, this should have been a demigod's way of solving problems.

  …

  …

  On the third day of their return, Qingchen and Yangyang went to Disneyland in Haicheng together.

   It’s just embarrassing that for those projects that are very exciting to ordinary people, both of them passed with a blank face... The most important thing is to participate.

   While riding the roller coaster, Qing Chen calmly described the things in the Ginkgo Paradise to Yang Yang, which made Yang Yang want to go to play, and Qing Chen also promised her that he would definitely take her to play someday in the future.

  The two of them sat in the roller coaster and chatted calmly, which formed a sharp contrast with other tourists...

  Yangyang dragged Qing Chen to take a lot of photos.

   Taking pictures of Qing Chen alone, or taking pictures of the two of them together, it seems that they are frantically making up for the lack between them, doing things that couples should do in a hurry.

  Yangyang seems to be afraid that the time is too fast, and before he has time to do certain things, he will have no chance to do them.

  Staying in the hotel at night, Yangyang kept receiving couriers.

   After taking a shower and drying his hair, Qing Chen looked at Yang Yang curiously: "What are you buying here?"

  Yangyang laughed strangely: "All kinds of beautiful clothes, I plan to wear them all for you to see before you die, so as not to leave any regrets for you."

  Qing Chen: "..."

  …

  …

  Return to the fourth day.

  Yangyang took Qing Chen's hand and flew back to Los Angeles. The two of them each carried a schoolbag and a peaked cap, like two time travelers, enjoying the joy of traveling comfortably.

  They landed on the roof of the yellow speech building of the Los Angeles Foreign Language School. They were in class at this time, and the two of them sat leisurely on the edge of the roof.

Qing Chen looked at the campus in a daze: "I haven't been back for a long time, and I still feel a little kind. Look at the small cafeteria in the southeast corner, where they sell steamed buns for 50 cents each. The steamed buns are filled with hot and sour potato shreds, which is the simplest. When I was the poorest, I survived on a steamed bun every day. Later, the aunt in the cafeteria might think that I was too miserable, so she would give me a bowl of porridge for free every time."

"To the west is the wall of honor, on which there will be photos of the first place in each grade, and a motto can be written under the photo. I won the first place in my grade once, and then I discussed with the casserole rice noodle shop at the door to advertise for him once. 'If you love her, take her to eat casserole rice noodles'. That advertisement earned more than 2,000 yuan. I paid tuition for one year and paid for food for three months. Later, the school refused to do so, so I I have never been the first in the grade again."

  Yangyang leaned back and laughed beside him: "Is there anything else?"

   "I also help my classmates write love letters, one chicken leg per letter."

   "I also helped my classmate cheat in exams. His father rewarded him with 1,000 yuan, and he gave me half of it."

   "I study chess records during the day, and at night I go to Wangcheng Park in the north to find old men to win money. I will deliberately lose 5 yuan first, and then win 20 yuan away."

   "Later, I continued to study chess records and calculate chess, just to make them feel that they were almost able to win."

   "But at that time, I was still young. It was the first time I experienced the joy of winning money and didn't know how to control it. After the old men discovered my routine, they stopped playing with me."

  Qing Chen recalled with a smile that in those years he did many things for money, wicked and not wicked.

  In retrospect, the difficulties in life at that time were nothing compared to the difficulties of today.

  Life is like this. The hurdles you once thought were difficult to overcome, when you look back a few years later, you will suddenly find that they are nothing at all.

   But this time, Qing Chen didn't know whether he could pass this hurdle.

   "Let's go, I'll take you to Xiaojie Tianfu's dandan noodles," Qing Chen said with a smile, "There are also Xiaojie potstickers and Luocheng water banquet. Go to the county to drink Tiexie mutton soup tomorrow morning."

  Yangyang looked at him with a smile, and felt that it would be good if time was fixed at this moment.

   "Qing Chen!" Yang Yang suddenly called his name.

   Qing Chen turned his head and looked over: "What's wrong?"

   "Don't leave me alone."

"good."

  …

  …

  Return to the fifth day.

   Qingchen took Yangyang to every place he lived.

  Return to the sixth day.

Qingchen and Yangyang went to the photo studio to take a photo. The two put on white shirts and sat in front of the red background cloth. They took a photo with awkward expressions and stiff smiles, just like all wedding photos. Very happy, but a little unnatural.

  On the seventh day of return, the two finished their dinner, wore caps and walked back to their residence holding hands.

  A girl behind them looked over suspiciously, and her boyfriend asked her, "What are you looking at?"

   "I seem to see Qing Chen!"

   "Is that the legendary Lord of the Day?" The boyfriend's eyes lit up.

   "It seems to be, but it seems not," the girl wondered.

  The reason why she was puzzled was because she felt that Qing Chen was already a figure in the sky, and she shouldn't be walking on the street so ordinaryly.

   The countdown resets to zero.

   Travel through.

  (end of this chapter)