Yè De Mìng Míng Shù
/ Naming Technique of the Night Chapter 985– 618, Young people in the group photo of Qing Family Ancestors
Chapter 985: 618, Young people in the group photo of Qing Family Ancestors
Qing Chen walked towards the main teaching building.
Lu Yuan and Ni Ergou stood at the entrance, and when they saw the disguised Qing Chen blending into the crowd, both of them twitched their eyes.
This newly appointed school director is really shameless. You're already a director, and this land belongs to your family, yet you're still taking the branch exam?
Qing Chen walked past them as if he didn't know them at all, without any trace of embarrassment.
However, at that moment, he noticed a familiar back ahead and suddenly felt something was off.
A girl came running from behind, laughing and calling out, “Jindai Kongyin!”
The familiar back turned around, linking arms with the girl as they continued walking into the teaching building.
Qing Chen was dumbfounded. How could this girl appear at the Time Traveler's Academy?
Logically, it seemed reasonable for Jindai Kongyin to be here, considering her age wasn't much older than his. After defecting from the Jindai Consortium, she could only settle in the country.
She was also considered a member of the Time Traveler students.
However, Qing Chen couldn't help but ponder. Strictly speaking, Jindai Kongyin should now be a member of Kyushu, and Jiu Ran of the Red Leaves organization probably as well.
Could their mission at the academy be to help Kyushu poach talents?
After all, Kunlun and Kyushu seemed harmonious, but they actually had different goals.
Kyushu would never give up on a place like the academy, which was full of Time Travelers.
The Master of Daytime, upon seeing his former fiancée Jindai Kongyin, first analyzed her identity and reason for being here.
Branch exam.
Actually, it's not a real exam; to be precise, it's more like a survey to identify identities.
The paper consists of three parts, with no point system for each question, and each paper is individually analyzed by Kunlun members to determine if certain qualities are present.
The first part of the paper is simple, where you check which category you belong to.
Question 1: A, Cultivator; B, Awakener; C, Genetic Warrior; D, Ordinary People.
Question 2: A, Inner World Consortium Member; B, Privileged Background; C, Average Background; D, Poor Background.
Question 3: A, Complete Family in Inner World; B, Broken Family in Inner World; C, No Family.
This part has a total of 18 options, helping Kunlun to complete everyone's profile data and provide more precise guidance.
The second part of the paper is relatively complex and has two subtopics: The first involves the research directions of Inner World's university in subjects like mathematics, physics, chemistry, and biology.
The second subtopic is the world's relatively authoritative IQ test.
Clearly, Kunlun intends to analyze from this part's responses whether a student is suitable for the Institute of Technology.
Very few people can answer this part, so students at the Institute of Technology are the fewest in the academy, even fewer than those in the Extraordinary Institute…
The third part is quite strange, with only a pattern with odd markings printed on it.
The test-taker needs to answer what they see after staring at this pattern for a hundred seconds.
Determined to enter the Basic Institute, Qing Chen sat in the classroom looking at the paper, filling in all Ds for the first part and leaving the second part blank.
However, the third part piqued his interest; Qing Chen didn't know what answer Kunlun wanted.
Analyzing it from the intent, the first part of the paper examines identity, the second part examines knowledge, so the third part is probably to assess cultivation talent?
He silently stared at the pattern.
The pattern resembled a magic array of circles like a portal; however, all three rings of the array comprised symbols he couldn't understand. Some were tadpole-like, some were Sanskrit-like, some were connected in cursive English.
Combined together, they appeared odd and mysterious.
Suddenly, as Qing Chen counted to the one-hundredth second, he felt an uncontrollable drowsiness, his eyelids drooping uncontrollably.
His consciousness sank into chaos.
Thud, thud, thud—the sound of knocking on a door echoed.
Qing Chen opened his eyes, quietly observing the Memory Palace before him, towering like a mountain.
The doors of the rooms were stacked like building blocks, layering upwards to the sky, seemingly endless.
This was his Memory Palace.
The knocking earlier was from the shikigami once trapped in the palace; Jindai Yunwu's Mirage Tower, Shadow Girl, and Shiva were still confined within.
In the battle at Osaka Long Street, these three shikigami snuck into his body to cause chaos, almost costing him his life there.
In the end, he dragged these three shikigami into palace rooms and confined them to subdue them.
Qing Chen opened a door in front of him and saw Shiva sitting quietly in the cell.
When she realized the door was open, she didn't resist, just glanced at Qing Chen silently before curling up again.
“Uh, are you comfortable with the living conditions?” Qing Chen asked.
Shiva didn't reply.
Qing Chen didn't know if this shikigami was mute and couldn't speak.
Feeling bored, he went to check on Shadow Girl.
This one wasn't so obedient; as soon as Qing Chen opened the room door, Shadow Girl lunged with a dagger.
Qing Chen quickly closed the door, allowing Shadow Girl's dagger to stab the closing door, without any effect.
Inside, Shadow Girl seemed to realize she couldn't resist in this place, so she changed strategies.
Through the door, she said softly, “As long as you let me out, I'll do anything. Or you can do anything to me now, just be gentle.”
Qing Chen raised an eyebrow, was there such an opportunity?
If so, the farm wouldn't lack manpower.
Previously, he thought of tricking some students into farming for him, perhaps even opening an agricultural branch at the Time Traveler's Academy.
From the looks of it, Kunlun wanted him to be a teacher.
But being a teacher doesn't sound as good as being a dean, does it?
Unfortunately, he couldn't control shikigami, and Xiao Zhenji couldn't control them either. Once Xiao Zhenji completes her challenge, she could make the shikigami farm with her, saving them from causing trouble outside.
Inside the third room was the Mirage Tower, but he couldn't be bothered to look at it, after all, it was just a wooden boat.
What's going on, why have I come into my own mind?!
Wait, it's because of the branch academy exam.
Because of the pattern in the third part of the exam paper!
“Strange, the exam requires us to write down what we see after gazing at the pattern, so do I write Memory Palace?” Qing Chen pondered, “Then what do the others see? They probably don't have a Memory Palace, so they see… brains?”
What's so fascinating about brains.
It was Qing Chen's first time entering the palace in this manner.
Curiously, he opened a certain door on the second floor, behind it, 'Qing Chen' was standing on the podium introducing himself, “Hello everyone, I'm Qing Chen.”
Outside the door, it said: “6 years old.”
This was his memory from first grade.
Qing Chen stood in the familiar yet unfamiliar classroom, looking out the window. The sunlight outside was perfect, shining through the glass onto his face, warmly.
Qing Chen walked out of the classroom, but after leaving, the school was deserted except for his class.
“This is just my memory, not a complete world,” Qing Chen murmured, “Actually, having some spare time to sit here might be nice.”
He looked back at his younger self on the podium, smiling knowingly.
Back then, 'Qing Chen' couldn't have imagined everything he would go through now.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered that even this Memory Palace was not entirely under his control.
There was one more room.
A room he couldn't open himself.
Qing Chen quickly exited this room, ascending all the way to the nine hundred ninety-nine layers.
He was like a tiny ant, continuously climbing upwards, never feeling tired.
The pyramid-like palace seemed too high, Qing Chen had to spend a long time climbing each layer. At this time, he was not like a master before the palace, more like a guest.
He didn't know how long he had climbed, but when he finally stood before that room, it seemed he had walked an entire lifetime.
Gingerly, Qing Chen tried to push open that door.
Previously, no matter how he tried, he couldn't access the memories within this room. But now, as he pushed the door, it surprisingly opened.
Qing Chen was stunned.
City 5, Ginkgo Manor.
The Qing Clan House Master quietly sat in the dim small room.
A young boy sat beside the Qing Clan House Master, silent.
Qing Chen felt the boy looked familiar, the boy was holding a soundly sleeping little boy.
Opposite them, sat a young man with refined features, his long hair tied behind him like a noble from a classical painting.
However, this young man with sword-like eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars was enveloped in a mist of chaos, giving the impression he might evaporate at any moment.
The young man smiled and said, “I've slept for quite a long time, so you all might have forgotten about me. But your ancestors must remember.”
The Qing Clan House Master softly said, “There's a photo of you with the Qing Zhen ancestor at home, unforgettable.”
The young man laughed, “My brother has traveled to different worlds, handing the Federation to you all, likely not anticipating the world to turn out like this. This matter needs to change.”
The Qing Clan House Master remarked, staring at the floor, his voice devoid of emotion, “The roots run deep, changing won't be easy.”
The young man said, “Soon, I'll continue my slumber. Many things I can't attend personally, how about we play a game? I'll find some people to participate in this game and see what tricks they can pull.”
Qing Chen silently stood by these people… he glanced at the boy beside the House Master and the boy holding the small child.
This sealed memory is quite strange.
Could this be the beginning of the crossing incident?!
The young man wasn't Li Shentan, so Li Shentan was just a participant in the crossing incident, not the initiator?
The Qing Clan House Master was probably his biological father.
The one beside him should be the current Qing's shadow, Qing Zhun.
The boy held the little child closely, saying to the young man, “Please keep your voice down. My brother is sleeping.”
The young man smiled, “Feisty, with personality, that's good.”
Qing Chen watched this scene, unable to resist contemplating who this young man really was.
Having been photographed with Qing Family Ancestor Qing Zhen, he must be someone from the same era as Li Shentan.
Nearly a thousand years have passed, how could this person persist for so long.
At this point, the young man said, “I want to choose some interesting people to play in another world. For the sake of your ancestor and mine, I'll let your son join.”
With that said, the young man suddenly laughed, looking towards the position where Qing Chen stood today, “Who is spying on me?”
In an instant, Qing Chen's heart trembled, this memory abruptly ended here!
Wait, clearly it's in his memory, and he's in the Outer World, how could the other person sense him spying on this memory?
The person in that memory seemed to truly come to life.
Could this be the power of a God?
Even fragmented pieces of memory in one's mind possess their own consciousness?!
This is too terrifying!
Qing Chen retreated, slowly closing the door.
In the next moment, he withdrew from his consciousness and opened his eyes, meeting Lu Yuan's face exceedingly close to him.
“What's wrong?” Qing Chen asked with a frown, realizing he wasn't in the classroom but lying on a bed instead.
Not far away, Zheng Yuandong and Ni Ergou were playing checkers.
Lu Yuan said, “Big brother, all the other classmates have left. Usually, people meditate for ten minutes, but you meditated for three days?”
Another chapter before 11 p.m.
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