Night’s Nomenclature

The world returned to light.

Countdown: 168:00:00.

"Hold the line!"

Xiao San spat out the miniature grenade from his mouth, muttering.

There was no time to ease everyone's sense of alienation from the world after the time jump.

The Rat Tide before them pulled everyone back to reality in a single second!

In front of the Lower Third District's defense line, the Rat Tide continued to grow, mixed with a large number of newly arrived black-skinned rats. Their speed and strength were even more difficult to deal with than before.

Xiao San frowned.

Before their return, the defense line was already somewhat loose; now it was even worse.

Those refugees without combat experience couldn't even cut the rats' shadows with their desperate swings.

At this moment, Xiao San suddenly realized that the Rat Tide had entered its complete form, and this time, it was their all-out attack!

Hold on to live.

Fail to hold on, die!

Qing Chen had specifically instructed Xiao San: The millions of rats that had besieged Dianfu and others would definitely transfer to the Lower Third District defense line immediately after this time jump. That would be the most difficult time.

Thinking of this, Xiao San immediately looked at the Time Travelers and shouted loudly, "Quickly gather the grenades to the front line, quickly, quickly, quickly!"

In the eyes of the bewildered refugees, the Time Travelers one by one spat out the grenades in their mouths, even the children under one year old were helping carry grenades.

They gathered the grenades and carried them to the front line.

Xiao San roared, "After delivering the grenades, get out of here immediately!"

As he spoke, he pulled the safety pin of a grenade and threw it forcefully toward the center of the Rat Tide.

With a loud boom, the grenade, assembled using Inner World liquid explosive technology, suddenly exploded in the swarm of rats.

A fireball burst out, burning fiercely. Hundreds of rats nearby were blown to pieces on the spot, and those farther away were also covered in flames that simply couldn't be extinguished!

This liquid grenade, just like white phosphorus bombs, was a prohibited item that violated human war conventions.

On human battlefields, once white phosphorus bombs are dropped, even soldiers who are only slightly affected will burn with flames until they die. The tragic state before death is unbearable to watch, so this weapon is prohibited because it's too cruel.

Now, Nine Provinces created it because, when facing rats, there was no need to care about human conventions. All they had to do was kill these rats!

Human conventions are for humans; naturally, there are no taboos when killing rats!

No mercy, no surrender!

Grenade after grenade was thrown out, momentarily overwhelming the Rat Tide and giving the Lower Third District's defense line a chance to breathe.

The refugees looked at all this in a daze. They only felt that these young people were performing magic.

One second, these people were still struggling to survive, the next second their injuries were all healed, and they were as lively as ever.

One second, they were being beaten back step by step, the next second they opened their mouths and spat out a grenade, which actually made the Rat Tide unable to withstand it for a time.

Wait, these people are Time Travelers?!

This is too magical!

However, this was not the time to be happy. Xiao San shouted loudly, "Quick, quickly reinforce the defense line, the Rat Tide is surging again!"

"Reinforce the defense line!"

"Hold the line!"

"Keep fighting!"

In this dark city, the shouts were repeatedly transmitted to the distance, echoing through the night!

The Rat Tide was endless. Xiao San knew that the grenades Nine Provinces provided could only alleviate their pressure for a moment.

More than four thousand miniature grenades were nothing compared to the millions of Rat Tide.

The black Rat Tide surged again. Many people, caught off guard, had several sections of the defense line broken in an instant.

Without communication or electricity, some of the defense lines collapsing couldn't be reported to the support troops in time.

Zhang Mengqian, standing on a tall building, frantically shouted and banged on the bottom of a pot to warn others.

But as he banged, the bottom of the pot cracked!

He looked down and saw that the skin on his tiger's mouth had cracked at some point.

Watching the eighth district's defense section collapse like a breached dam, the black tide surged wildly into the Lower Third District.

Suddenly, eight Jade Heart Swords weaved through the Rat Tide. However, even the peerlessly sharp Jade Heart Swords gradually became unstable.

Even alloy knives would become dull; naturally, Jade Heart Swords would also have problems.

He Jinqiu couldn't remember how many rats he had killed. He only needed to use the Jade Heart Sword to freely move within the Rat Tide to harvest effortlessly.

But the next second, a crack suddenly appeared on one of the Jade Heart Swords, as if ice chips suddenly appeared on porcelain, spreading with a crackling sound.

He Jinqiu, standing on a tall building, spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Heart Sword backlash!

He calmly wiped his lips, retrieved the Jade Heart Sword that had cracked, while the other seven continued to slaughter in the battlefield.

Until the gap was filled by the surging refugees!

He Jinqiu, standing high above, compassionately watched the various defense lines collapsing one after another. He suddenly remembered when he was helping with flood control and disaster relief with his old squad leader.

At that time, they only wore a pair of shorts and a vest.

They stood in the muddy river, using their bodies as human walls.

The surging flood washed against their bodies and the riverbank, and the sandbags they had built were washed away and broken one by one.

Someone tried to block the gap in the river, but they were swept away by the flood downstream and never seen again.

The scene at this moment was very similar to that time.

But this Rat Tide was beyond human capabilities to stop.

In just thirty minutes, more than ten defense lines began to collapse, and in another two minutes, another four or five were breached.

He Jinqiu faced the vast Rat Tide, and for a moment, he felt that even after years of painstaking cultivation, he was still so small.

Cultivation, what was it for?

Were they going to lose? Where was Qing Chen? Why hadn't the Rat King died yet? Why was the Rat Tide's attack still so dense and orderly, still so fearless of death?

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he dismissed them.

The Jade Heart Swords in the Rat Tide accelerated again. The seven green sword lights carved neon lights in the black tide until all seven Jade Heart Swords developed cracks, only to help...

That defense line was like a leaky bamboo tube; it couldn't hold any longer!

"No, it's coming!" He Jinqiu suddenly looked towards the sky.

There was no sound in the sky, but he clearly saw a Li Clan's Type 11 deviated piercing missile, like a comet, trailing a long flame tail, falling straight down.

He Jinqiu knew that Qing Chen, by analyzing the footage, had obtained the Rat King's specific location.

As long as he knew the location, Qing Chen could completely pinpoint the coordinates and allow the Li Clan or Qing Family to carry out precision bombing!

As long as he found the location, how could Qing Chen not call for fire support! He was an independent director of the Li Clan, couldn't he call for reinforcements, could he not call for a missile?

The sewers were only three to five meters underground. This depth couldn't withstand a piercing missile!

He Jinqiu's eyes lit up. As long as the Rat King died, the Rat Tide in front of them would be unsustainable, and the million Rat Tide besieging Dianfu would not come again. Then they would have time to reorganize.

The Type 11 supersonic missile fell, leaving the sound behind!

With a loud boom, the missile accurately landed on the ground next to Feiniaohua Building. A huge fire erupted, and a mushroom cloud soared into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

He Jinqiu expected it, but he gradually became disappointed.

After the missile exploded, the Rat Tide's attack did not slow down in the slightest.

It's over.

The Rat King had moved. It wasn't at Shendai Qianchi's corpse!

The Rat King had evolved its intelligence. It had placed its personal guard in the fifth district to create a diversion, making everyone think it was like the queen ant of an ant colony and could only lie in the sewer waiting to feed.

Now, no one knew where the Rat King was, unless they killed all the rats in the city and then turned every sewer upside down before they could find it again!

"It's over," He Jinqiu sighed.

But at this moment, an old lady suddenly rushed to the Key Gate, "Make way, make way! Let me pass!"

The refugees were stunned, "Even if you want to run, you have to queue! Eh, it's you?!"

They recognized her. This was the old lady who had organized the refugees to stay and help the Guardians' Union. No one expected that when the defense line collapsed, she would choose to cut in line and run away!

Her family member came to maintain order and roared, "The more so at this time, the more you cannot be chaotic! We've already evacuated so many people, just queue properly. You'll get there sooner or later! Don't worry, even if the defense line collapses, we will use our bodies to block the Rat Tide, don't mess around!"

But the old lady, Liu Linfang, suddenly said, "What do you think I am? Saying that I'm running away? Get out of my way!"

Before everyone could react, Liu Linfang had already squeezed through the crowd and entered the Key Gate.

Then, her voice came from inside the Key Gate, "Everyone listen to me!"

Behind the Key Gate.

Liu Linfang stood on a hill and shouted, "Those young men have died, many, many, many, it's heartbreaking to watch! They protected you to this wilderness, evacuating so many people in seven days. It wasn't easy!"

In the wilderness, millions of people stretched for nearly a hundred kilometers, sitting densely on the ground.

Liu Linfang's voice could only reach the nearest people.

But she didn't care. She just continued to shout, "Now, many people think that the Lower Third District may not be able to defend it, but I think we can try again! You all know what happened in the Lower Third District these past few days. People in other districts have all died, only we are still alive. I think this is a miracle. Now I implore everyone, those who are able, come with me back. We need you there!"

As the voice fell, everyone listening to the sound from the Key Gate on the Lower Third District side fell silent.

None of them expected that this old lady was actually going to recruit people!

For the past seven days, the Key Gate had only been open for exit, evacuating millions of people. No one had ever thought that those who had left would return.

Is it possible?

Liu Linfang in the wilderness looked at the refugees and said, "No matter what you think, the Lower Third District has gotten better now. That's my home, and I want to protect it! It's just two or three million rats, we still have more than six million people!"

After speaking, Liu Linfang rushed back to the other side of the Key Gate and ran towards the defense line without looking back.

In the wilderness, the refugees who had been sitting on the ground, waiting for the Conglomerate to pick them up, began to make noise.

Further back, someone asked, "What did she say?"

The person closest to the Key Gate thought for a moment and said, "She said to go back together to protect the Lower Third District. Many people died there, and it's almost impossible to defend it."

The sound of discussion gradually spread, boiling like water in the early spring wilderness, noisy and grand.

"Go back? Since it can't be defended, why go back? We all barely escaped!"

"Yeah, going back will definitely lead to death. So many people couldn't defend it, it seems useless for us to go either."

Everyone whispered.

But at this moment, some people stood up from the crowd. They silently walked through the crowd towards the Key Gate.

Someone grabbed the sleeve of a middle-aged man, "What are you doing, really going back?"

The middle-aged man stood there, thinking for a long time before saying, "I'm actually also a member of the Guardians' Union, but at the beginning, because of fear, I hid in the crowd and escaped. I didn't expect it to be so tragic, and I didn't expect them to hold on for so long."

The reputation of the Guardians' Union had gradually spread during this disaster. Everyone knew that hundreds of gangs were controlled by the Guardians' Union.

Xiao San had told Qing Chen that more than a thousand family members had run away because of fear.

Qing Chen's answer was that there was no need to force anyone. Things that require sacrificing one's life must be voluntary. Without the responsibility and obligation, who can force someone to die?

However, those more than a thousand family members had stayed in the wilderness for seven days. Every time they heard refugees praise the Guardians' Union, they felt ashamed.

Everyone sitting in the wilderness felt anxious every second, but they didn't have the courage to go back.

Now, they couldn't wait any longer.

The middle-aged man said, "Actually, when I first joined the Guardians' Union, I also hoped that more people would help me. I heard in a bar that the Guardians' Union helped each other, so I joined. At first, I still suspected that the mutual help they talked about was a gimmick, but now I really despise myself from the bottom of my heart."

Someone asked, "Mutual help? What does the Guardians' Union want to do? This isn't something a gang should do."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "Someone in the Guardians' Union said that others become stronger to become superior, but they do it to create a world with no inferiors... I won't say anymore, I'm going back. Those from the Guardians' Union, if you feel anxious sitting here these days, come with me."

Hundreds of family members strode forward, passing through the crowd.

And what they just said was once again spread throughout the wilderness.

Millions of people sitting together in a refugee camp was magnificent. These people sitting together discussing things, their voices could even resonate with the earth.

Those hundreds of people traveling among millions of people seemed so lonely and insignificant.

At this time, someone grumbled, "To tell you the truth, I really want to see what they can do. A world with no inferiors? Are they bragging? I've been an inferior all my life."

"I want to go back and see too."

Gradually, refugees stood up from the ground and followed behind them, more and more.

The Home Families felt that walking was too slow, so they slowly started running.

The backs in the wilderness, like the Rat Tide, formed a torrent! Rushing into a Key Gate!

"Excuse me, we're going back!"

In front of the Key Gate of the Lower Third District, the refugees watched people rushing out of the gate in reverse, and no one expected that there would actually be people returning from behind the gate!

Someone joked, "Everyone make way, let them make a path... this is impossible, the gate is occupied by them. Otherwise, let's fight too, anyway, we can't leave."

As he spoke, those refugees who were still queuing left the queue and made way for the Key Gate, "Go, see if there are any tables, chairs, and benches, take them as weapons."

"Where are you going to find tables, chairs, and benches? My family is so poor, we only have one bed."

"Then use your teeth to bite."

Behind the defense line, Xiao San, who had just been relieved of his post, roared, "Quick! Quickly reinforce the line, the defense line cannot collapse. Behind us are hundreds of thousands of refugees. If the Rat Tide rushes past, they will all die! Quickly fill the gap!"

However, after Xiao San finished speaking, he looked around in confusion and found that those sections of the defense line weren't collapsed because of someone's carelessness or cowardice, but because there was no one!

The entire Lower Third District defense line was divided into hundreds of sections, among which there were actually forty or fifty sections where the people fighting had all died!

Seven days ago, he could still count the casualties, but now how could he count? He couldn't count!

Someone said, "It's hopeless! Xiao San, it's hopeless! We can't defend the defense line anymore. We'll retreat to the buildings and fight street battles, hold on, divide into small groups to defend the stairs and windows, maybe we still have a chance!"

Xiao San gritted his teeth, "Damn it, what if we retreat and what happens to the refugees behind us? Even if we retreat into the building, we will eventually die! Hold the line!"

The Leader said, hold the line!

Xiao San said as he rushed towards the Rat Tide with his knife, wanting to use himself to block a gap.

Die if you die, even if you die, you must hold the line here.

Kunlun, Dianfu, they could all risk their lives, what could he not do?

However, the next moment, he heard the loud sound of footsteps behind him.

Before he could turn around to look, he saw one unharmed refugee after another, with their coats wrapped around their necks, running past him.

Xiao San froze. He turned his head to look, and saw more and more refugees running past him.

He turned back, looking blankly at the Key Gate. From when, a steady stream of people were rushing out. Some were holding stones, some were holding branches.

Those who had left had returned.

These people charged towards the Rat Tide without any strategy. When they encountered rats, they frantically jumped and stomped, slapping them when they climbed onto their bodies.

Someone's ear was bitten by a rat, and he even tore off the flesh from his ear, then stuffed the rat's head into his mouth and chewed and bit it.

These people from modern society suddenly became as brutal and savage as wild beasts. Others followed suit.

More and more people rushed to the defense line. First, the refugees who were still queuing, and then a steady stream of people rushed out of the Key Gate.

Someone even moved the Key Gate forward five hundred meters to make it closer to the defense line!

In just ten minutes, the gap opened by the black Rat Tide was actually blocked by this crowd!

Xiao San behind the defense line felt a pang in his nose. He wiped the corner of his eyes and grabbed a middle-aged man and asked, "This family member, why did you come back, didn't you run away?"

The middle-aged man said, "I'm back, so don't be suspicious!"

Xiao San quickly explained, "I'm not suspicious, I really don't know why you came back."

The middle-aged man smiled, "For the new world you talked about!"

"Long live the new world!"

Zhang Mengqian stood on the building, silently watching this scene.

He witnessed people rushing out of the Key Gate again, witnessing the crowd filling the defense line, his heart surging.

This is the power of a nation. He remembered what the Boss said: No nation has been as tenacious and brave as ours.

You only need to give them a little hope, and they will dare to follow you to save the world.

At that time, Zhang Mengqian recalled his experiences in the Lower Third District and thought, how is that possible? Those are all sorts of bad people, all cheaters and lazy people. Boss, you won't think that by giving them electricity, they will understand what is right and wrong?

But now he believed it.

In an instant, Zhang Mengqian looked beyond the defense line, where a rolling black tide was surging again.

"Another Rat Tide is coming!" he shouted hoarsely.

But his pot was broken, and his throat was hoarse. He couldn't shout anymore.

Now there was no time for too many people to rush out of the Key Gate, and there were only hundreds of thousands of refugees left in the queue, which was not enough to withstand the new Rat Tide!

Zhang Mengqian panicked, but he had no way. If he allowed the Rat Tide to reach the defense line, everyone would die!

What to do?

In the extremely cold northern land, Li Shutong was sitting cross-legged under a small hill with his eyes closed.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man in white linen clothes, the great demon Qing Ji.

Li Shutong asked, "When will you open the Shadow Gate for me."

Qing Ji shook his head, "The Patriarch said, it cannot be opened unless absolutely necessary."

Li Shutong sneered, "I thought the one on Ginkgo Mountain didn't care about anything? But he stopped me from saving my disciple, how many heads does he have? If it weren't for years of friendship, I could kill you now."

Qing Ji smiled, "Only the world doesn't understand what he cares about. It's not about stopping you, it's just that he believes that even without you, Qing Chen can live. As for killing me, don't forget that your friend surnamed Qin hasn't been found yet. Our Qing Family can continue to help you find him. Besides, don't you trust your disciple?"

Qing Ji said, "Besides, without the Shadow Gate, you won't be able to get there in time."

At this time, the satellite phone in Qing Ji's arms rang. Someone whispered on the phone, "It's ready."

The next moment, Qing Ji stood up and opened a Shadow Gate in the shadow of the hill, "Please."

"What, now you want me to save Qing Chen again?" Li Shutong stood up.

Qing Ji smiled, "It's not about saving Qing Chen, but about you, as his master, helping him preserve the most precious hearts. The people in the Lower Third District cannot die, or who will sing their praises?"

"Ingenious calculations," Li Shutong sneered, patted the dust off his body, and stepped across the threshold.

Zhang Mengqian on the tall building was about to run downstairs when he suddenly saw a Shadow Gate open on a tall building, "Shadow Master?"

No, it wasn't Shadow Master, Shadow Master had left.

Who would it be?

Zhang Mengqian saw Li Shutong, the Boss's master, appearing on the rooftop of the building above the Rat Tide, like a god suddenly descending.

Then, he witnessed the other party take a deep breath and exhale!

In an instant, a boundless cloud of air blew out, like a terrifying typhoon tornado!

The howling sound rolled across the earth!

The cloud of air, carrying the snow in the late winter, covered the million Rat Tide in an instant, like a knife, and the million Rat Tide, as vast as a black flood, instantly vanished into thin air.

The flesh and blood of the rats were blown dry and ground to dust. Unlike Qing Chen's cloud of air, Li Shutong's blow shattered the rats' bones!

But this wasn't over. Wherever the tornado passed, the quick-drying concrete of the buildings was destroyed, revealing the hard steel bars inside!

A Heavenly Immortal's Drunken Fury!

Carelessly crushing the white clouds!

After being reminded by Qing Chen, Li Shutong had been using the Zhunti Method Breathing Technique to compress his Knight True Qi until it finally turned into liquid, drop by drop.

The cloud of air of a Demi-God was the perfect form of this mortal killing move!

Compared to Li Shutong's cloud of air, Qing Chen's B-Class cloud of air was like ants and mayflies in front of a giant whale!

Zhang Mengqian watched all this, the Rat Tide destroyed in a devastating manner, and the three destroyed buildings.

This is a Knight!

This is a Knight!

Zhang Mengqian watched this scene in a daze, and then lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly reached out and removed his mechanical eyes.

Darkness.

Falling into darkness.

The auditory ossicles enhanced by Dragon Fish trembled. The wind, the shouts, the breathing, the heartbeat.

Everything came together to show him a grand picture.

That was the power suddenly given to him by hundreds of thousands of people, stimulating all his senses except his eyes, to move forward!

As if he knew the texture of the earth.

As if he understood the mood of the world.

My eyes are dark, but my heart is bright.

Zhang Mengqian had been confused. When the Boss gave him the Zhunti Method, he should have embarked on the path of cultivation, and later when he gave him the Myriad Gods Thunder Technique, it was clearly very good.

What was he waiting for?

Why was he unwilling?

Today, Zhang Mengqian knew.

It turns out that this path was the path he wanted to take.