Naming Technique of the Night - Chapter 151

Chapter 151: 151、Rules Reappear! (Added for Penguin Golden League)

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Platoons 1 and 2 of the field unit had been following closely behind Qing Chen. They had circumvented the Thunder Zone they themselves had laid out and had once again caught up to the young man using the substantial advantage of their mechanical limbs.

The soldiers knew that Commander Cao Wei’s judgment was correct — the young man was indeed an ordinary person.

Having undergone rigorous training, these warriors knew best what kind of physical condition to expect from individuals of various levels.

While running, the young man had already started to gasp for air, his steps no longer precise, his body swaying due to the uneven ground.

Yet, even when facing a physically average young man like this, the soldiers of the field unit were still filled with dread.

For when the opponent was in control of more rules, it seemed as if the entire Taboo Land was aiding his combat.

If it came down to face-to-face combat, every soldier was confident in their ability to kill the young man in front who was almost exhausted.

But they could not overcome the rules of Taboo Land.

They all resolved to carefully observe the young man’s actions — whatever he did, they would do the same, and must not deviate whatsoever.

Otherwise, the previous incident with the Mimosa Plant killing might recur.

At this moment, when everyone was filled with dread for the rules, the young man passing through a certain area suddenly started to sing, “Under the bridge in front of the gate, a group of ducks swam by…”

The soldiers from Platoons 1 and 2 chasing behind exchanged looks. Hesitating for a moment, they sang, “Under the bridge in front of the gate, a group of ducks swam by, come quickly, count them, two, four, six, seven, eight…”

The tense atmosphere of jungle chase suddenly turned absurd.

However, here was the juncture between the “interior” and the “edge” of Taboo Land.

In an instant, a huge willow tree from the interior stretched out its tough branches and tendrils, pulling all those singing soldiers from Platoons 1 and 2 into the interior.

The blood-red tendrils coiled around the soldiers’ waists, wrapping round and round before suddenly tightening.

The skin around the soldiers’ waists was squeezed till blood came out, then began to crack inch by inch until the tendrils snapped their midsections, letting blood and viscera water the roots of the willow, nourishing the entire land.

Countless red ants emerged from the ground.

This was the final gift Qing Chen left them, a gift named “rules.”

“When others sing, do not sing along.”

Qing Chen had first used the bizarre rule of “no relieving oneself anywhere” to kill.

Then he had mercilessly harnessed the dreadful aspect of the Mimosa Plant, reaping lives without mercy.

He always controlled the pace of everyone with a prescience that seemed god-like.

Even though he was still weak, he had almost maximized the use of the rules.

His teacher had once asked him why he made the throat-slitting gesture.

Qing Chen answered, “Afraid they might run off.”

But his gesture had another purpose as well: to shape a confident and mysterious image.

He intended to make the enemy believe that he knew everything, controlling all the rules of Taboo Land.

The moment this image was firmly entrenched in everyone’s minds, he could make everyone who was watching him subconsciously mimic him!

Dominate their instinctive reactions!

The reveal at the end of the plot.

Cao Wei could command his troops to hunt like a pack of wolves.

Qing Chen could likewise design a series of shackles and traps, one linked to the other.

They switched ceaselessly between hunter and prey roles, like a game where the loser must die.

At that moment, only two soldiers were spared the calamity; terrified out of their wits, they turned and ran towards the outside of Taboo Land.

In the communication channel, before he could make his move, Cao Wei could only hear the moans and screams of the soldiers over the headset.

He stood in stunned silence; due to the great distance, neither Cao Wei nor Commander Qing Huai could figure out what rule the young man had used to kill those soldiers!

Bizarre.

Fear.

Qing Huai only felt that this emotion had taken over his mind for the first time.

Clearly, the other person was just an ordinary person, yet they seemed like a ghost that had survived for a long time in the Taboo Land.

Cao Wei, however, still maintained his composure. He asked over the communication channel, “Is anyone still alive? Tell me what happened!”

A soldier, terrified, replied, “Commander, this is Zhang Jing. We don’t know what happened either. That young man suddenly started singing, and we suspected he was going to use the rules to kill someone again, so we joined in the singing. Commander, everyone’s dead except for me and Liu Shun; they’re all dead.”

“Switch to the backup communication channel and meet me at Area A39. Anyone who dares to flee will face a military court,” Cao Wei said, determined to figure out what exactly had happened.

Soon after, two shell-shocked soldiers appeared before the commander.

Qing Huai coldly asked, “What song was he singing with you? Sing it for me!”

The soldier almost cried, “Commander, I dare not sing; everyone who sang has died!”

“Aren’t you two and that lad unharmed?” Qing Huai drew his dagger and pressed it against the soldier’s neck, “Sing! If you die singing, I’ll compensate your family.”

Crying, the soldier sang, “Under the bridge in front of the gate, a flock of ducks swam by…”

Cao Wei: “…”

Qing Huai: “…”

Though the two soldiers sang, they were completely out of tune, and yet, nothing happened to them.

Suddenly, Cao Wei realized that these two soldiers had escaped disaster because they sang out of tune!

Qing Huai also thought of this reason, and he exchanged glances with Cao Wei, speechless for a long while.

Who could have thought that one day, singing out of tune could save lives!

At this moment, Cao Wei discarded all the useless items in his pack on the ground, then said over the communication channel, “Platoon 7, return to A39 and regroup with Commander Qing Huai, protect him.”

After speaking, he said to Qing Huai, “Commander, the conflict over the Shadow is of utmost importance. I, Cao Wei, know that if I let you return empty-handed this time, I will have no chance of redemption later. Moreover, you have always treated me well. I am going to eliminate him for you, hoping that your past promises still hold.”

Qing Huai warmly grasped Cao Wei’s hands, “Brother Cao Wei, please do, my promise always holds.”

“Hmm,” Cao Wei turned and strode into the forest.

Qing Huai’s expression gradually turned cold; he knew well why Cao Wei had only now decided to make a move.

Previously, this veteran had followed the team at an unhurried pace, only to force Qing Chen into the Thunder Zone while commanding from the rear.

This was because Cao Wei knew that the young man knew more of the rules, and he chose to make his move to try the rules out using the soldiers of the field platoon.

It was a safer choice.

It goes without saying that Cao Wei’s survival through 17 encirclement campaigns in the wilderness was no fluke but a necessity.

He is a clever man, just too clever for his own good.

…

At this very moment, Qing Chen was gasping for breath, looking at the large willow tree.

Bloody, cruel, powerful.

These were all the words Qing Chen had in his heart for the willow tree.

But for some reason, when he saw such a bloody scene, he felt no fear at all.

Moreover, he wasn’t the least bit afraid of the willow tree; instead, he gradually walked towards it, picking up an earbud not far from it and listening through it, yet there was no sound.

It seemed that the other side had cautiously changed the communication channel.

Qing Chen tossed the earbud down and crushed it, then scrambled through other usable gear.

Just as he was prepared to re-enter the darkness of the Taboo Land,

a willow branch gently tapped him on the shoulder.

…

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