Night’s Nomenclature-Chapter 809: Xiaoyu, Zhong Yu, and Dayu

Countdown: 22:00:00.

2 AM.

In the temporary camp of Xiuzhu Prefecture.

It should have been bedtime, but Dayu sat beside the bonfire, carefully spreading out a canvas, meticulously sketching sharp lines on it with a fine brush.

Chen Jiazhang glanced at it by the firelight and muttered, “This kid is actually painting Qing Chen, and… what the…”.

On the canvas, Qing Chen was on Mount Everest, wearing a windbreaker, skateboarding, with a vast snow mountain beneath his feet and a dark night sky above.

The young man's face was sharp and his expression resolute. This was the most memorable scene in Dayu's mind. In that battle, Qing Chen single-handedly killed two A-Class enemies, making it one of the most dangerous battles below Demi-God level.

Chen Jiazhang probably guessed what Dayu was trying to do—that is, in the future, if there were any more damaging things to reputation, Qing Chen would just handle them.

But even if he knew Dayu's thoughts, he still felt it was strange for Dayu to paint a man.

After finishing a stroke, Dayu put the canvas and tools into the space in his hand, and fell asleep.

Chen Jiazhang asked suspiciously, “This kid can sleep 16 hours a day now. Is something wrong?”

He turned his head and found that Zard, who was usually carefree, had a worried look on his face.

Chen Jiazhang was puzzled, “Do you have worries too?”

Zard said, “Three Huan Yu share one body, in a strange balance, but Dayu overdrew his divine power twice for battle, suddenly breaking the balance. I'm worried Zhong Yu is about to come out.”

“What's Zhong Yu's personality like? What's he afraid of?” Chen Jiazhang asked.

“Very much afraid. He has no concept of life in his eyes. To him, the lives of others should be controlled by him,” Zard said, “The only important person in Zhong Yu's life is Xiaoyu; others are unimportant.”

Xiaoyu and Zhong Yu are coexisting personalities in the psychiatric hospital. Xiaoyu's thinking stopped at age 68 due to a fright, and Zhong Yu was born from Xiaoyu's deep-seated vengeful obsession.

Chen Jiazhang fell into deep thought, “Is Zhong Yu powerful?”

“Powerful,” Zard nodded.

“If he's so powerful, why was he sealed by Dayu? Why is he willing to sleep?” Chen Jiazhang asked.

Zard looked at Chen Jiazhang, “Dayu negotiated with him, but I don't know the details. Sometimes I guess if Zhong Yu has reached a critical point after time travel… his physical body might collapse at any moment.”

Actually, Zard couldn't understand why Zhong Yu wanted to sleep. Why would an evil big devil be persuaded after a conversation?

Until Zard learned the secrets of Metahumans and learned that not only Zhong Yu was asleep.

On the East Continent, Yan Liuyuan and Li Shentan were asleep. Could Zhong Yu be the same as them? That's why he made a choice that didn't match his personality.

So, are there such figures in the West Continent?

Maybe.

Chen Jiazhang felt speechless. He hadn't met Zhong Yu yet, but he already felt a strange sense of oppression. This was a person who could force the neurotic Zard to be normal…

3 AM. The camp was quiet. Chen Jiazhang couldn't sleep, thinking that he would have to meet his old lover tomorrow.

Zard couldn't sleep either, thinking Zhong Yu might appear.

“Why don't you secretly let me go?” Chen Jiazhang said.

“No, Lian Xin will be angry. Dad, I can't do anything that makes her angry. She asked me to keep an eye on you,” Zard said.

“You're not allowed to call me Dad… I won't agree to this marriage. With me around, she can't be your wife,” Chen Jiazhang said angrily.

A fool's initiative is a real initiative. They haven't even reached the Lian Tribe's village yet, and Zard has already started privately calling his future father-in-law “Dad”!

Zard chuckled, “Lian Xin said, you don't get a say.”

Chen Jiazhang: …Is there any more alcohol? I need to drink it, otherwise I can't sleep.

“No more. You drink so much every day; you finished it the day before yesterday,” Zard said, “Lian Xin said, you can't keep drinking, it will ruin your body.”

Chen Jiazhang lowered his voice and said angrily, “It's always ‘Lian Xin said,’ can't you have your own opinion? I can't sleep without alcohol. Go find some for me.”

“Count sheep if you can't sleep. I can't sleep either. Let's count together,” Zard said seriously, “Dad, you really can't drink. If you keep drinking, my Boss, and his master, will be disappointed in you. My Boss has so many disciples. If they see you as an alcoholic, how will they view you?”

Chen Jiazhang lost his temper when Zard brought up Qing Chen and Li Shutong.

Zard: “One sheep. Your turn.”

Chen Jiazhang was silent for a few seconds: …Two sheep.

Zard: “Three sheep.”

After a long time, Chen Jiazhang fell asleep drowsily. Zard patted him, “Four hundred and eighty sheep… your turn.”

Chen Jiazhang opened his lifeless eyes and looked at the night sky above, “You can only be normal for a short while…”

It was dawn. Lian Xin led everyone to continue their journey. According to the schedule, they would reach the village in eight hours.

Unexpectedly, Dayu didn't wake up today. No matter how Zard called him, he didn't respond.

Zard frowned and carried him on his back, shuttling through the forest.

“Everyone stay away from me,” Zard said seriously to Lian Xin, “Once I regain consciousness, if I shout for you to run, you must run, don't care about me!”

Lian Xin frowned, “You're not colluding with him to escape, are you? You want to escape from me? Don't even think about it; I won't give you that chance.”

Zard's scalp tingled. He said sincerely, “I'm not sure if the one on my back is the kid or the devil when he wakes up. He's really dangerous. Don't worry, I won't run.”

Seeing him unusually “normal” today, Lian Xin also fell into deep thought, “I'll believe you this time. We go ahead, and you follow behind. If you run, I'll hate you for life.”

“I won't run, I won't run,” Zard quickly assured her.

They walked through the long rainforest, and this time Huan Yu slept longer than ever before, showing no signs of waking up until dusk.

As the sun set, the orange-red sunlight pierced through the canopy, and Zard saw the mountain village in the distance.

The village consisted of two-story bamboo houses, crude yet elegant. Every household kept a large python; the pythons were like dogs kept by humans. They basked on the roofs, and when people greeted them, they would lazily flick their tongues as a return greeting.

Outside the village were Copper Corpses, Silver Corpses, and Golden Corpses lazing around; people in the village were already arranging firewood, preparing for tonight's bonfire party.

Unlike the outside world's imagination of Xiuzhu Prefecture's corpse-raising people.

External rumors: The Lian Tribe makes living people into zombies, and every once in a while, they go out to catch living people to suck their blood to feed the zombies. The Lian Tribe is cruel and tyrannical. Once someone gets lost in Xiuzhu Prefecture, they will be captured by the Lian Tribe, their flesh and bones cut off, and eaten by the zombies.

The real Lian Tribe is: They make their elders into zombies to keep them company for longer. And what zombies do every day isn't killing… but farming.

After all, zombies, who don't feel pain or fatigue, are good helpers for farming, aren't they?

Chen Jiazhang felt his scalp tingle at the sight of the ten Golden Corpses in the field.

In the last human civilization, the Lian Tribe was one of the few reclusive groups that did not participate in the war. In a thousand years, they had seven Golden Corpses, and after a thousand years of “no natural enemies” reproduction, the number of Golden Corpses had reached a terrifying twenty-nine.

You must know that each Golden Corpse has the strength of an A-Class Gene Soldier. Ordinary people really can't beat the Lian Tribe.

Chen Jiazhang thought of a problem. He was escorted here and guarded by twenty Golden Corpses. Where was the chance to escape?

They slowly walked out of the forest. When the Lian Tribe people working in the fields saw Lian Xin, they excitedly shouted, “The Chief is back! The Chief is back!”

The women rushed over and pulled everyone towards the village.

Zard carried the still unconscious Huan Yu behind, wondering if he should follow.

“No, I can't go,” Zard decided to leave. He had to wait for Xiaoyu to wake up in the forest first and make sure who woke up, otherwise, the whole village might die.

Thinking of this, Zard turned and walked into the forest. As soon as he turned around, he saw an old woman leading a little girl walking slowly out of the forest, followed by two Golden Corpses.

Zard had seen these two people before. They had been to the Wildlanders' settlement. The little girl's name was Lianhua, about eighteen years old, and she particularly disliked Xiaoyu.

The old woman was Lian Xin's mother, Chen Jiazhang's old lover, and the previous leader of the Lian Tribe…

The old woman sneered at Zard, “I've been following you since two days ago. This kid, you're really going to run. What? Is it that Lian Xin is not good enough for you?”

“No, you misunderstood,” Zard quickly explained, “The person on my back is really dangerous. When he wakes up, he might kill everyone. He kills without blinking!”

“Nonsense,” Lianhua said, “I met him before in the settlement. Although he doesn't like to interact with people, he's still good. According to what you said, why didn't he kill everyone in the Wildlands settlement?”

Zard was speechless. The next moment, Lian Xin turned back with the villagers and Golden Corpses. Her eyes were misty, but her expression was stubborn and cold, “You really wanted to run… Why did you lie to me!”

“Hey?” Zard was dumbfounded, “Everyone misunderstood. I really wanted to save you, so I chose to leave.” The Golden Corpses slowly surrounded them. Lian Xin said, “Bring them all back to the village. No one is allowed to run!”

Nine Golden Corpses surrounded Zard. In a flash, a Golden Corpse snatched Xiaoyu from his back. The remaining Golden Corpses grabbed Zard's hands, feet, and head, lifting him into the air.

They carried him like a pig toward the village.

“Hey? Hey?! Put me down, it's really dangerous!” Zard shouted at the top of his lungs.

However, at this time, Lianhua whispered to the old woman, “Grandma Lianpeng, I want that sleeping man. I liked him when I was in the Wildlands settlement.”

The old woman said kindly, “Then feed him your Red Heart Gu directly. Men, only after they eat the Red Heart Gu will they be wholeheartedly devoted to you. Grandma Lianpeng suffered from being soft-hearted, which is why your sister Lian Xin's father ran away.”

“Um!” Lianhua took out a small chicken wing wood box from her bosom, took out a small red seven-star ladybug, and stuffed it into Xiaoyu's mouth.

Watching the Red Heart Gu crawl into the other's mouth, Lianhua even exclaimed, “The men outside are so handsome.”

However, Lianhua wasn't worried about this.

She pried open Xiaoyu's mouth, made sure the Red Heart Gu turned into red liquid and flowed into Xiaoyu's throat, and then happily followed back to the village.

Zard was dumbfounded by this scene.