Naming Technique of the Night - Chapter 1862 - 975: Waiting

Chapter 1862: Chapter 975: Waiting

“Are you going to entrust the power of Qing’s Family to an outsider?” someone asked in confusion.

The old man was silent for a moment: “Now, the West Continent has achieved their goal of killing the third son and perhaps also acquired the Taboo Ant Queen. If they really have a way to find Qing Chen through the third son, then we need to prepare for the worst.”

The so-called worst preparation is that Qing Chen may also be found and killed by the West Continent, or Qing Chen may fail in becoming a god and ultimately become part of the world’s will, losing his own thoughts forever.

Then, the people still alive on the East Continent will have to find a way on their own to face the future war.

The most crucial issue now is that no one can be certain about what happened to Qing Chen. Neither the heavenly chessboard nor the Drama Master can see him.

The old man sat in the conference room, looking at everyone present: “The first thing is to bring over Zero. I have something to discuss with her. The second thing, if we still cannot determine whether Qing Chen is alive or dead during this crossing cycle, then you all need to confirm his whereabouts immediately upon returning, find him, and see what state he is in.”

Everyone’s expressions were solemn; Qing Chen’s life or death had become the most critical part.

At this time, Uncle Li Dong looked at the old man: “What if Qing Chen really is dead? I remember you once said that he was… the only hope.”

The old man was silent for a moment and then said, “Then we will fight to the last moment and find a way to drag the West Continent into Hell with us.”

Four hours later.

An airship landed in Ginkgo Manor, Zero stepped off the airship and curiously looked around the manor. She arrived in front of the small wooden house located midway up the mountain.

The old man sat inside and calmly said, “Come in.”

The small door opened, and when Zero walked in, she glanced at the beam where Qing Ji’s son, Qing Wu, sat meditating.

In front of the old man was a chessboard with a black and white dragon occupying it. The black stones were already showing their exhaustion, and there were few black and white stones left in the chess box.

The game had reached the final stage; one wrong move by black would mean total loss.

After just one glance, Zero immediately said, “Qing’s Family seems to have always liked the strategy of placing oneself in a fatal position to fight back. This game doesn’t seem much different from a thousand years ago. But this time, what if you can’t wait for Qing Chen?”

The old man stared at this ’woman’ who once nearly destroyed the world: “I’m not sure if Qing Chen can come back, but we can only hope that we last long enough, long enough that when he truly returns, everything is still in time.”

Zero: “That will require a great cost.”

The old man: “You should understand, humans never lack the courage to pay the price.”

Zero understood.

Zero said, “I’m curious, why are you willing to hand over command to me?”

The old man said, “In the final phase of Go, artificial intelligence, which excels in calculations, is naturally the best.”

Zero asked, “Aren’t you afraid that I will destroy all of humanity?”

The old man replied in a leisurely manner: “The first era of humanity was destroyed by nuclear bombs, yet the second era was saved by nuclear bombs. The only constant in this world is change. I believe Ren Xiaosu didn’t destroy you for a reason, and in these long thousand years, you have realized that apart from destruction, there might be something more worth looking forward to.”

Zero laughed: “If you want me to take over command, you’ll have to show me everything you see on this board. Do you have the courage?”

The old man took another black stone from the chess box and placed it down, while a white stone from the chess box automatically disappeared and appeared on the board.

The world between the two seemed frozen.

Three hours later, Zero slowly stood up and walked out: “An interesting game of chess, you may not be a qualified leader, but you are a qualified father… I will finish it.”

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The atmosphere in Qing’s Military Command Headquarters was heavy. The death of the third son and the uncertainty of Qing Chen’s life or death weighed down everyone’s spirits.

In the center of the spacious hall was a massive holographic sand table depicting the terrain of the entire southwest.

Beside the holographic sand table were the holographic projections of Qing Kun, Qing Yu, and Li Changqing, now the Master of the Li Family.

The command headquarters was quiet, with hundreds of officers looking at Zero, the ’woman’ who was about to command them.

Zero looked at the holographic sand table and said, “From now on, I will take over the command of Qing’s Family and Li Family. There’s no time for introductions; just execute my orders. The first task is that the Parents’ Meeting team will arrive at Jian Menguan in five days. Qing Kun, Jindai Yunlo, you need to head to Jian Menguan today. After the Parents’ Meeting passes through, Jian Menguan must block the Air Force Fleet to buy them time for evacuation.”

Ryosuke Takahashi frowned and asked, “Why do we always have to go to such dangerous places? Are you trying to eliminate dissidents?”

Zero ignored him and instead looked at Jindai Yunlo: “Go, or not?”

Zero’s way of speaking was so blunt that it left an overall impression of extreme assertiveness.

Those who followed Jindai Yunlo were momentarily indignant, feeling they were being unfairly treated: previously it was they who secured time for the Parents’ Meeting, going to the most dangerous places, and now it was them again.

However, Jindai Yunlo merely smiled and agreed: “I’ll go.”

Zero nodded: “Then let’s set off. There’s no need to participate in the subsequent combat meetings, just make sure you accomplish this one task.”