Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1714: Chapter 901: Coming of Age Ceremony (Part 3)

The security personnel looked at them: “Follow me.”

The crew members entered one by one, and behind the door was the bookstore in Zheng City. Lu Yuan was casually sitting on a chair reading a book. When he saw Qing Chen, he immediately smiled and teased, “You’re quite the big spender now, throwing eight billion on a plane?”

As they spoke, someone closed the Key of Gate inside the bookstore.

Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, “We’re in the phase of a strategic game; probing more is always right. As for money, it’s just numbers now.”

At this point, he turned and looked at the crew members: “Please wait here for a while, no later than eight hours. There will be results before the aircraft lands.”

Lu Yuan stood up: “Let’s go, to Whale Island.”

“Hold on, I need to change my clothes,” Qing Chen said, “Boss He is so particular; attending his funeral requires formal attire. Otherwise, he’ll be displeased.”

Lu Yuan fell silent.

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Whale Island navigated slowly across the Pacific, with the waves crashing against its cliffs, splashing water several meters high.

Inside Whale Island, the Time Travelers all wore neat school uniforms, with a somewhat somber mood among them.

“Does my tie look neat?” a boy asked the girl next to him.

“It’s neat.”

The Time Travelers were dressed meticulously to show their respect for the matter… They were about to attend a memorial service.

Nowadays, the Time Traveler’s Academy was vastly different; everyone had become true cultivators. They possessed Immortality, Realm camellia, Zhi Lanxing; nearly everyone had quickly advanced to C-Class, and some even higher.

But more importantly, they received systematic combat training here and could barely be considered warriors.

They learned how to use firearms and, on Whale Island where ammunition was unlimited, even cultivated dozens of skilled sharpshooters with sniper rifles.

When the firearm courses opened, almost every student wanted to become a sharpshooter… simply because the person they admired most was a god in this field.

Zheng Yuandong had resigned from his observer position, focusing on training this group of students on Whale Island. He took the students to destroy the combined 27 overseas military bases of the Kingdom and the Future Organization, just for training purposes.

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction, but Zheng Yuandong, considering the impending dangers and disasters, still felt they weren’t quick enough.

At that moment, the Key of Gate at Whale Island’s entrance opened, and a young man dressed in a black suit and white shirt walked in, slowly heading towards the green cliffs on Whale Island.

When the students saw him, they immediately quieted down and froze in place.

As he passed by the students, they slightly bowed their heads: “Hello, Young Director.”

After he walked away, the students started whispering: “The Young Director and Boss He together killed a Demigod of the West Continent.”

“They also destroyed Silver City on the West Continent.”

The rumors about Qing Chen didn’t cease, even after he went to the West Continent.

Especially, for the Time Travelers, killing an Inner World Demigod seemed almost impossible.

But Qing Chen achieved it.

Now, the Agricultural College was renamed War Academy, and that grand War Fortress continuously provided students with various cultivation resources.

When Zheng Yuandong intentionally retreated to the background, Qing Chen became the spiritual leader in the hearts of all students.

Even he himself wasn’t aware of this.

The memorial service began.

There was no instrumental music, no flowers, no mourning rituals; everything proceeded in silence.

Qing Chen stood quietly at the front row, watching as Yu Cheng, Jiu Ran, and others from Kyushu personally carried the wooden coffin and laid it into the dug grave.

He didn’t place Boss He on the green cliffs, but at the foot of the mountain.

Because Boss Zheng said that placing him below would allow everyone to see, and he could be closer to the students, not lonely.

Boss Zheng said Boss He was actually very afraid of loneliness.

The wooden coffin was covered with soil; the tombstone was simple—a black-and-white photo, with Boss He holding the Black Scepter, dressed in a tailored gray suit, and smiling brightly.

Beneath the photo was his name, He Jinqiu.

Below the name was a line personally carved by Qing Chen: He was a great swordsman.

After the interment, Zheng Yuandong looked at Qing Chen: “You were the one who fought alongside him in his last moments, and the one who brought his remains back. Say something to everyone.”

Qing Chen turned to look at the Time Travelers behind him.

Some had already come of age, joining Parents’ Meeting or Kunlun.

Some were not yet adults, still learning combat skills in school.

Some were even very young.

Qing Chen was silent for a moment and said: “Consider today as your coming-of-age ceremony.”

“In times of war, coming of age doesn’t start at 18. It begins the moment those who shelter you and fight alongside you die.”

“From that moment onward, you must learn to pick up weapons and fight against enemies; learn how to protect your comrades beside you because war does not care how old you are.”

“When the Roosevelt Kingdom’s Aerial Fortress reaches the Eastern Continent one day, all of us must begin a long march between life and death—we have no choice.”

“Don’t mourn Boss He’s death for too long; he simply did what he had to do. Now, it’s our turn.”

Qing Chen said only this much and then left Whale Island.

The students quietly dispersed, returning to classes, training, cultivation.

Everyone seemed to be accumulating a certain power.

Three hours later, news about a Boeing 757 suddenly encountering two NATO fighter jets attack during flight surfaced, becoming a headline in various countries. Currently, the plane crashed in Poland, and it’s not yet confirmed whether there are any survivors.

When Qing Chen saw this news, he suddenly fell into deep thought.

He guessed someone had infiltrated their ranks but still couldn’t determine who.

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5000-word chapter, another chapter at midnight.