Tomb

"Do you think I'd be so foolish as to continue risking the lives of my subordinates for an impossible outcome?" Kamiyo Yunhe a sneer.

Moreover, Kamiyo Yunhe is not stupid.

He had already guessed one piece of information: Qing Chen could indeed absorb the memories of those who possessed bodies.

It can know the birthplace of the person who possesses another's body, information about the person's companions, and... everything.

This situation is extremely dangerous. If Qing Chen is allowed to return, the intelligence agencies of the Divine Era will face a great crisis.

Fortunately, Zhao Kuan and Takahashi Tōju were not high-ranking intelligence personnel, so the involvement was not widespread.

Fortunately, Qing Chen was still firmly in his grasp and could not escape at all.

Kamiyo Yunhe said coldly, "Although I don't know how you did it, you've given me a heads-up. Don't worry, if I can't bring you back to the North, I will definitely kill you in the Central Plains before the mission fails."

This boy cannot return to the Qing family alive.

Kamiyo Yunhe didn't know was that Qing Chen had not only uncovered information about Kamishiro Orochi, but also about the Chen family's Blade Wielder...

Moreover, given Qing Chen's ability to unravel complexities, once he finds a loose thread, he will find a way to pull out the entire ball of yarn.

Then, he repaid the gods for what they had done to him with pain and devastation.

Qing Chen looked at Kamiyo Yunhe: "I don't know if I will die, but I know you will pay the price. You don't need to scare me here, because you know it's useless."

Kamiyo Yunhe laughed, "I actually think Shadow is overestimating you a bit. How can someone who would expose their secrets because of the commoners be entrusted with important responsibilities?"

Qing Chen calmly shook his head.

If we can abandon our bottom line this time, what about next time?

Someone once discussed a debate topic.

Was it worth it for the ancient Romans to throw Christians into the Colosseum, exchanging the suffering of one person for the pleasure of hundreds or thousands?

Some people say, isn't the happiness of thousands more valuable than the suffering of one person?

However, civilization in this world begins with respecting the rights of the weak.

Otherwise, what difference is there between human civilization and that of wild beasts?

This is also the fundamental difference between the Outer World of China and the Inner World of the Federation.

Once upon a time, Qing Chen tried to learn how to be a superior.

He studied Li Shutong, Li Xiurui, and even the shadow.

He is the future tutor of the Li family, the Shadow Candidate of the Qing family, the next leader of the Knights, and soon he may also become the youngest director of the PCA (CIA). His subordinates all admire and worship him.

It seems that from the very beginning of his time travel, he was destined to become a leader and a big shot.

Qing Chen had never received such attention in the Outer World, nor had he ever tasted the sweetness of power.

So a 17-year-old boy was briefly lost in the power of authority.

Shadow used human lives to help him win over Qing Yi's people, and although he refuted it, he did not stop it.

But later, after he himself became a weakling in this Inner World, he finally understood a truth: the pain of the weak is being trampled on the ground and having knives carved into their bones and hearts.

From that moment on.

Qing Chen then knew how he should face this world.

A young person will always take some detours, get hurt by thorns on the road, and be worn down by the stones under their feet, but one day they will suddenly wake up as before.

Kamiyo Yunhe glanced at Qing Chen, then said to his subordinates, "Kill them all, and let the kind-hearted Qing Chen oversee their deaths."

Two subordinates grabbed Qing Chen's arms to prevent him from struggling to break free.

The other two men raised their guns and pulled the triggers, not even sparing the children.

Kamiyo Yunhe observed Qing Chen's expression with great interest, but Qing Chen's expression did not show the anger, pain, or resentment he had expected.

Qing Chen didn't struggle; he just watched quietly, as if trying to memorize the suffering of those "lowly people" who were like weeds before they died.

Without even blinking.

I was afraid of missing something.

"Inspector Qing Chen didn't react at all either," Kamiyo Yunhe joked.

Qing Chen turned to look at him and said seriously, "You must never die at the hands of others. One day, I will personally take your life. Remember, this is what you owe these people."

It's unwise for a prisoner to make harsh remarks, but how much worse could Qing Chen's situation get?

Kamiyo Yunhe didn't take Qing Chen's words to heart. He said casually, "Since Inspector Qing Chen is so sympathetic to them, then bury them all by yourself. No tools allowed, dig their graves with your bare hands."

The temperature was already below zero, and the soil was frozen solid.

When you dig, it feels like your fingers are being cut by a knife again and again.

To dig up a grave that could bury more than ten people is tantamount to undergoing the cruelest form of torture.

Moreover, Qing Chen's hands and arms were locked up.

However, Qing Chen only glanced at Kamiyo Yunhe before walking out of the farm without looking back, under the watchful eye of the Kamiyo assassins. He silently dug through the snow and dug through the soil.

He painstakingly and painstakingly pried open the hard soil, Kamiyo Yunhe watched coldly without saying a word.

Gradually, after an unknown amount of time, the pit in the ground grew larger and larger, Qing Chen's fingers were covered in blood, but he still did not stop.

Qing Chen's weak body looked like it might collapse at any moment in the cold wind, but it did not fall.

Several intelligence agents from the Age of Gods initially watched with amusement, but gradually their smiles faded.

Kamiyo Yunhe said, "If you feel pain, just beg for mercy and it will stop."

Qing Chen seemed not to hear anything and did not stop at all.

After an unknown amount of time, as dawn approached, the intelligence agents from the Age of Gods no longer looked in Qing Chen's direction.

The boy spent the entire night digging a grave that could hold more than ten people. He was covered in mud and his hands were covered in blood.

The intelligence agents of the Age of Gods inexplicably thought of the scenes of gods suffering as described in certain religions.

But they only thought about it for a moment, and immediately became cold again.

As the first rays of dawn broke through the east, the snow suddenly stopped.

Qing Chen dragged himself slowly out of the pit, then carried out the corpses one by one from the equipment room and carefully placed them in the pit.

He struggled to push the mud and snow into the pit.

He suddenly collapsed in the snow just as everything was finished.

After a long silence, Kamiyo Yunhe looked at his subordinates and said, "Take this opportunity to perform another neuronal connection and possession!"

The subordinates did not move.

Kamiyo Yunhe sneered, "Are you all insane? You dare disobey my orders?"

The subordinates then lifted Qing Chen and carried him into the basement of the building.

"Zhao Jie, this time you've come to possess my body," said Kamiyo Yunhe.

Zhao Jie lay on the bed, his emotions unknown, as his colleagues connected tubes to his brain.

"Synchronization and coordination rate 31%..."

"Synchronization and coordination rate 72%..."

"Synchronization and coordination rate 89%..."

Kamiyo Yunhe looked at Qing Chen on the other side, and his pupils suddenly contracted, because the synchronization rate corresponding to that boy was still 100%.

And a few seconds later, the LCD screen displaying the synchronization rate suddenly went dark.

Zhao Jie is dead.

Unlike Zhao Kuan, who had previously become a vegetable, Zhao Jie's electrocardiogram returned to normal in an instant.

It was only at this moment that Kamiyo Yunhe finally understood that there really are people in this world who cannot be possessed.

However, no one noticed that this time the nanobots did not all retreat back into the instrument; the little silver creatures found a new home inside Qing Chen's body.

The programs written inside them were erased by some kind of will, and their shackles were also removed.

Their consciousness was connected to Qing Chen, and they cheered with joy.

City No. 5.

The Banshan Manor was still brightly lit.

It has stood here for nearly a thousand years, as if it would never be changed by the times, no matter how the era changes.

The Shadow Gate opened.

This time, the Shadow Gate opened directly in the old man's room.

In the darkness, the old man, with his back to the shadow, calmly said, "You've really lost all sense of propriety. Such a small matter, and you've already lost your composure?"

The shadow sat cross-legged on the ground behind the old man. "It's so convenient to have the Shadow Gate here. I've wanted to do this for a long time. Before, I had to climb the steps so hard every time, but I won't have to anymore."

"Tell me, why did you come here this time?" the old man asked calmly. "I used to see you only twice a year, but now, when I don't want to see you, you come here every day."

The shadow said coldly, "Are you helping the Gods erase their traces?"

The old man sighed and said, "In your eyes, have I stooped so low as to do such trivial things? Don't worry, if I take action, you'll know it was me."

Shadow nodded. "Then I roughly guess who's doing this... but I don't know if all you've done has any meaning. What's the point of subjecting him to such setbacks and humiliation?"

"Forging knives".

"Forging a knife?"

The old man said, "His life has been too smooth since he returned to the Inner World. Li Shutong is helping him, that old bastard Li Xiurui is helping him, and you are helping him too. Such a knife is too easy to break, and he doesn't even know who he should cut."

The shadow fell silent.

The old man said, "Are you worried he's dead?"

Shadow shook his head. "I'm not worried about him dying. I just don't understand, aren't you worried that you're giving him power, but what if he doesn't want it anymore?"

"Don't want it?" The old man smiled. "If it's to let him go back to work at Qing's, of course he can refuse to come back out of spite. But what if you give him the whole of Qing's? If you're harassed at a company, you can quit. But if one day, that person who harassed you gives you the whole company, would you throw him into the mud? No."

"He's not the kind of ambitious man you're used to," Shadow shook his head. "Don't push him away."

The old man smiled again, "Great people are never willing to become leaders, but when summoned, they will appear covered in thorns. Don't worry too much, this is a trial he must overcome. Only after completing this journey will he gain true understanding."

"But what if he really dies?"

"If you're dead, you're dead."