Naming Technique of the Night

Thus, what everyone saw as the transfer student was merely a "tycoon."

Students bustled and thronged, heading enthusiastically towards the school.

In the crowd, it seemed only Qing Chen was walking calmly, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

However, when he passed by the corridor outside Class 4 of the second year, even Qing Chen, a seasoned Time Traveler, was almost taken aback.

That small classroom was crowded with students, some of whom were wearing weirdly fashionable clothes, and some even had dreadlocks.

Most crucially, there were more than a hundred people piled in one classroom!

The transfer students surrounded Liu Dezhu so tightly he couldn't escape, all clamoring with their requests, "That...big guy, I have two enemies in the Inner World, can you get Li Dongze to kill them for me? I'll give you the address."

"Big guy, I want to get my hands on two Genetic Potions, do you have any?"

"Big guy, my need is..."

Liu Dezhu's powerless voice emerged from the crowd, "Everyone, don't rush, one at a time, and I'm not as omnipotent as you all think..."

Qing Chen pondered to himself, could this class still maintain any teaching order?

This was no second-year Class 4, this was clearly a legendary black market trading hub, with Liu Dezhu being treated as a Black Market Merchant NPC.

However, when he heard the request about Li Dongze helping to kill someone, he suddenly realized why there were transfer students suddenly coming in groups.

Because of Wang Yun's death.

The news of Li Dongze killing Wang Yun had spread widely, showcasing Liu Dezhu's power and status.

A top-tier wealthy heir, so easily killed in the Inner World.

Ordinary people felt fear, but these individuals saw it as thrilling.

This was a world that truly pumped adrenaline!

At that moment, Qing Chen bumped into Nan Gengchen.

The other leaned close, lowering his voice and said smugly, "Brother Chen, they all came for Liu Dezhu, but they probably don't expect that the True God isn't in Class 4 of the second year, but next door!"

Nan Gengchen's face was alight with excitement, the feeling of being the only sober person among the intoxicated, indescribable.

Qing Chen glanced at him, "Don't show off, it's dangerous."

"Don't worry, Brother Chen, I won't spill the beans!" Nan Gengchen glanced one more time at the classroom of Class 4 of the second year, thinking to himself that he was the one who truly found a powerful support.

By the time he returned to his own classroom,

Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen suddenly turned to Qing Chen with a smile, "Hello, classmate, from now on we'll spend more time together."

Qing Chen was somewhat surprised, "Aren't you two supposed to be in the class next door?"

Hu Xiaoniu laughed, "You must have seen what the next-door class is like. It's too restless in that environment, so last night we applied to transfer to your class. You can guess we're Time Travelers, originally here for Liu Dezhu.

But now, surrounded by so many people, staying there didn't mean much for us, better to drop the idea of relying entirely on others and find our own path in the Inner World."

Hu Xiaoniu spoke very frankly and sincerely.

They had already met Liu Dezhu and established a trading relationship, having been registered at the backstage boss's place, which served as a foot in the door.

At this moment, what he needed to do was not to get closer to Liu Dezhu, but to enhance his own value, so that he could qualify for further transactions.

Hu Xiaoniu had gauged the behavior of that backstage boss, who was low-key and cautious, wise and calm yet spirited.

Such a person probably wouldn't care for those spoiled children of fortune.

If he mingled with those nouveau riche spoiled brats, the boss might actually look down on him.

Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen were willing to let go, to forget their family background, make friends with classmates, and blend in, yet they also had their own pride.

At that moment, Zhang Tianzhen added, "Moreover, the class next door is indeed too crowded now..."

Nan Gengchen's expression was peculiar, thinking to himself that by this step, they ended up right beside the True God... impressive.

These two were tidying up their desks, which just happened to be the ones Wang Yun and Bai Waner had vacated, so there was no need to move new desks in.

The last row of four desks was occupied in sequence by Nan Gengchen, Qing Chen, Zhang Tianzhen, and Hu Xiaoniu.

Suddenly, Nan Gengchen felt as if it was destined for Qing Chen and himself, while classmates came and went like flowing water.

The next moment, the homeroom teacher Tian Hailong walked into the classroom, followed by an extremely tall girl, whose hands were tucked in her hoodie pocket, her demeanor unusually calm.

She had been wearing a hood, which she casually took off after entering the classroom, letting her long, silky black hair cascade down her back.

But hidden beneath that standard melon-seed face was a covert sharpness.

Tian Hailong stood on the podium and said, "Classmates, this is a new student who has transferred to our class. This student..."

While the teacher on the stage was introducing her, Qing Chen looked at the girl expressionlessly, not paying attention to a single word the teacher said, because he had seen this girl before.

This was the same girl from Laojun Mountain who had help him handle some thugs.

Qing Chen felt as though he had returned to that night in the parking lot, all his memories overlapping with this moment.

He could even imagine that in the moment she raised her palm, the expression hidden in the shadow beneath the hoodie as she pressed the thug to kneel with unmatched gravity was just as calm.

However, as Qing Chen was watching the girl, her gaze also swept across Qing Chen.

Her eyes moved from Qing Chen to Zhang Tianzhen, then quickly back to Qing Chen again.

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

She observed him closely.

No, rather than observing,

it was more like scrutinizing him without any emotional fluctuation.

Until Tian Hailong on the podium said, "Please, the new student, introduce yourself."

The girl looked at Qing Chen and said, "Just call me Yangyang, thank you."

From the corner of his eye, Qing Chen saw both Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen staring at the girl, and he turned to ask, "You know her?"

Zhang Tianzhen explained, "Our families have known each other for a long time. She's also a legendary figure at Haicheng High School. Have you ever seen a video... of a ten-year-old foreign girl moving through a forest with a gun, efficiently changing weapons and magazines, hitting the bullseye with every shot?

When we were children and went to an overseas shooting range with our parents, she was even more fierce than that little girl..."

Qing Chen was stunned; he had seen that video, but he had not expected such a fierce girl existed within the country as well.

Hu Xiaoniu added, "When Yangyang was sixteen, she sailed a yacht across the Indian Ocean. She encountered some pirates who were looting fishermen, and my dad said that she shot down three pirates from hundreds of meters away with an automatic rifle and actually managed to drive away the pirates."

Qing Chen and Nan Gengchen looked at each other, for students from small cities like them, such tales sounded like magical stories.

At that moment, Yangyang walked down from the podium and stood silently in front of Zhang Tianzhen's desk.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Zhang Tianzhen timidly packed up his books and stood up, making room for her.

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