Naming Technique of the Night

After all, they are all outdoor enthusiasts; those with weak hands-on abilities simply can't survive in the wild.

These students, naturally, should be selected to go to the Agricultural College.

At this moment, Qing Chen has already reserved seedlings of Zhi Lanxing, Chicken Blood Sprout, Oil Fruit, and he's still missing Realm camellia.

Just then, Qing Ye suddenly received a call. He looked at Shadow: "Boss, Chen Clan has deployed bombers, I guess they're planning to use the life detector to locate us and then conduct carpet bombing. The news came particularly late this time; Chen Clan has done an excellent job with secrecy. It was only our field division's phased array radar hidden in the wilderness that detected their presence; they'll be here in about 2 minutes!"

Qing Chen was taken aback: "Damn, my Realm camellia!"

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"Squadron T101 is about to enter the target area."

"Requesting entry into the target area, preparing for battle."

Inside the fighter jet, the pilot reported his position, his voice calm and unruffled.

In the communication channel, someone responded with equal coldness: "Permission to activate the firepower system, conduct comprehensive strikes on all targets within the target area that match biological features."

The active 'Meteor P-11' fighter jet group of the army, equipped with turbojet engines, flashed across the sky.

In fact, the Federation also attempted to improve the fighter jets with the more advanced 'Multipulse aerospace engine.' Later, everyone realized that making the fighter jets faster wasn't difficult, but they couldn't find enough suitable pilots.

Pilots need excellent physical fitness; they must withstand extreme weightlessness and overload situations. Even with normal fighter jets, pilots must endure at least 6G overload flying conditions.

For example, enduring 6G overload flying conditions means that the pilot must bear a weight six times their own.

Later, the Federation military tried selecting super pilots from within the Genetic Warriors, but the final problem was that the Genetic Potion did not enhance the inner brain.

The first super pilot to board the test flight ended up with a brain that turned into mush.

There are people who can endure such conditions, but they are very few. In the entire Federation, there are possibly only five or six individuals, which cannot meet the fighter jets' quantity demand.

From here on, it was human conditions themselves beginning to limit humans' pursuit of aerial speed.

At this moment, a combat squadron of 12 aircraft quickly swept over the treetops, which were lush like carpets.

Inside a fighter jet, the pilot looked at the dashboard and said, "Detected eight targets matching human biological characteristics, should we shoot?"

"Shoot."

The next instant, the 12 fighter jets split into two teams, tilting their wings and diving toward the ground.

The ammunition bays opened up, and four air-to-ground missiles equipped with dual-pulse engines under each fighter jet pulled vivid Mach rings, descending like meteors.

When the missiles were launched, all pilots performed tactical maneuvers, pulling the fuselage toward the sky and starting the return flight.

The squadron leader, wearing a protective mask, calmly watched the data on the dashboard: "Confirm the target has been destroyed, no survivors request a return."

"Return."

As they spoke, led by the T101 fighter jet, the combat squadron turned back.

From today, they will enter a long period of silence, take leave, and transfer away from flight units to take military administrative roles. All details of this operation plan will be sealed in the highest archive of Chen Corporation's army.

The pilots know very well that if the outside world learned it was them who carried out the bombing mission, their families would likely face fatal consequences.

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Return countdown 6:00:00.

"If someone kills you, the Family Head will definitely avenge you, but the premise is that you really died," Shadow sat on a deck chair, looking at the Realm camellia plantation in front and smiled: "Just now, it was just me using eight Deer Island spies to replace us, creating fake targets. In situations like this, the Family Head will just pretend it never happened and won't avenge you. However, this time, they're coming for real, which is good. What I worried most about was the Chen Clan being unwilling to act."

Just moments ago, right before the airborne combat squadron arrived.

Shadow first sent Ma Jingjing and others back to City 10, then took Qing Chen and others to the Jiangshan tea plantation, where he threw the eight Deer Island spies, who were initially planned to be planted underground, away to the 10th Taboo Land to attract firepower.

As for the Realm camellia saplings Qing Chen hadn't collected, there are actually more here with Shadow than in the 10th Taboo Land.

Shadow smiled: "This tea plantation is yours; you can take as much as you want."

Zard and Zhang Mengchan started digging up the tea seedlings.

Zard actually dug up a skull from the ground: "Wow, Brother Shadow, you're really using Transcendents to grow tea."

He then hugged the skull to sneak up on Zhang Mengchan and Yangyang.

Zhang Mengchan remained expressionless: "Boring, isn't it?"

Yangyang counted the buried bones underground with force fields, then looked at Shadow several times in shock.

Qing Chen asked: "Is it because you know there's a phased array radar hidden by Qing's Family near the 10th Taboo Land that you agreed to let me go there?"

This airstrike was too swift; even with radar surveillance, they only had a mere 2 minutes.

If not for Shadow possessing the Door of Shadow, they all might have been doomed.

Yet, Shadow's expression remained so calm and relaxed, as if what just happened was merely a slight interlude.

Shadow said: "Now more people want to kill you... Speaking of which, your ability to attract ire is top-notch. I heard from Si Nianhua that even people across the ocean in the Outer World want to kill you."

Beside him, Qing Chen also lay on the chair, looking at the Jiangshan tea plantation in front: "People who want to kill you are definitely more than those who want to kill me, but you're too strong, they don't dare to show it."

Qing Chen looked at the sunflower garden next to the Jiangshan tea plantation, that forever blooming field, and the delicate tombstone amidst the sea of sunflowers.

"Bro, who is that?"

Shadow deeply gazed at the tomb: "When I was young, I often went to the streets of City 5 to play, pretending to be a poor boy, experiencing so-called human suffering. Fighting with gangs, sometimes when money ran out, I'd rely on dancers for support. Fortunately, you and I inherited ancestor Qing Zhen's looks, never lacking for meals anywhere."

Qing Chen silently listened, realizing Shadow had such a reckless and untamed past.

Shadow continued reminiscing: "She was the most beautiful dancer in the Fourth District. She didn't know my identity, she was three years older than me. I sneaked into her dressing room to sleep; when I woke, I found her coat covering me. I got up to look at her and saw her putting on makeup in front of the mirror. I think it was the first time I saw such a beautiful person."

"And then?" Qing Chen curiously asked.

Shadow seemed to recall something and laughed: "Then she saw me awake and lectured me for two hours, saying I was young and not doing proper work, even though she, someone like her, was trying hard to live. She wondered why I didn't find a job. She even found me a job as a mover, making me work like a dog for half a year at a construction site..."

"I didn't have a place to live, so I'd secretly go to her dressing room to take a shower and sleep. She never minded my sweat odor, even bringing leftovers from clients for me. She said, as long as I worked hard to support myself, I could keep hiding there."

"One time the nightclub security discovered me; they wanted to beat me up and throw me out. But she protected me like a little lioness, like a sister," Shadow reminisced about that time: "A woman stood before me, doing things the clan never did for me. She didn't know who she was protecting, never asked who I was, nor where I came from. As long as I could summon courage against that world, she seemed satisfied."

Qing Chen asked: "Is it because of her that you don't want to go to the Outer World as an Internal Test Player?"

"Hmm," Shadow nodded: "Every day after work, I'd secretly hide on the steel frame above the club backstage, watching her dance silently. Her gorgeous dance dress and lights, proud and beautiful, confident and self-loving. I'd hide in the dark, feeling inadequate, even my status in Qing's Financial Group couldn't give me the confidence to match her."

Yangyang squatted beside, supporting her chin with her hands, listening intently.

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