Night’s Nomenclature
chapter-16

In day-to-day life, being extraordinary was a very romantic idea.

It was even more of a fairy tale for adults.

Even if you did not receive admission from Hogwarts when you were a boy, it seems you could still live out your fantasy in this so-called “Inner World”.

However, this horrific news rained down like a bucket of cold water, putting a damper on many people's enthusiasm.

Only now did people start to realize the cruel gravity of the situation..

The brutality of human nature persisted, even in a different world.

The potential of huge amounts of money to be gained from selling this futuristic money was sure to drive someone insane. Not to mention that even a small piece of this treasure might be worth a fortune. since it was the most trending and rare item on the market right now.

Instead of searching for an extraterrestrial species to discover new technologies, why not just rob the guy next to you who already has them?

The people who were transmigrated were still regular people at the end of the day. Ordinary humans would still be no match when confronted with the true nature of an armed force.

The man who died was violently murdered in his own home. The murderer stabbed him in the chest with a dagger.

It was ironic to think that a mechanical limb was taken because of a dagger, which had no technical value in comparison.

This was no longer a fairy tale, but more like a sarcastic fairy tale set in the real world.

Immediately, the transmigrators who revealed their identity because of the trend started scrambling in fear.

Some who returned with mechanical limbs worried that they would also be attacked.

Those who did not have anything on them were wondering if others would be seeking something else from them.

At that moment, a Japanese media agency published an opinion guessing that one can obtain the qualification to transmigrate by killing an existing one.

What a crazy guess!

Whether or not this theory was true or false, it would still create infinite distrust among people.

Nan Gengchen, who was enthusiastic just a moment ago, had stopped asking Qing Chen where to go to eat.

He heard Nan Gengchen muttering softly, "I finally get a chance to change my life, now, it’s just become a shitshow of horror, typical. "

Nan Gengchen and Qing Chen were two boys on the same boat. Both of their dads were addicted gamblers, putting their families in terrible conditions.

Compared to Qing Chen, Nan Gengchen's family was relatively better. At least Nan Gengchen still has what can be considered a family, and both of his parents and himself were all living under the same roof. It was just that his family was always out of money.

Qing Chen seemed even more miserable: he had nothing.

When the classmates get together on weekdays, they would purposefully not invite them to join. After all, these two couldn’t even pay for a round of billiards.

Nan Gengchen had a girl he liked, but since he didn't have any pocket money, he always felt too embarrassed to approach her.

As a result, the two boys in this room were desperate for cash. Nan Gengchen wanted to make money by submitting novels he wrote to magazine agencies a few years ago, but his hopes were dashed.

Seeing Nan Gengchen was discouraged, Qing Chen felt that it might be a good thing, "The facts are here in front of your eyes, so I say if, and just if, you end up transmigrating to the other world, please be extra careful and do not make a big fuss about it when you return."

"Yes, yes. I understand. Why does it have to be us who are so poor?" Nan Gangchen lamented

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "Well, others' dads are working hard while your dad is playing cards."

Although Nan Gengchen didn't like his dad, it still made him feel a little uncomfortable to hear his dad being described as such. He was not convinced and said, "Then what about your dad?"

"Ah, my dad… he is playing cards as if his life depends on it."

Nan Gengchen: "…"

The two of them stayed there in silence for a moment. Nen Gengchen then asked, "By the way, how did your dad get arrested?"

"I reported him for gambling. I hope he knows now that what he was doing was wrong.," replied Qing Chen calmly.

Nan Gengchen was surprised at first, but then he said, "Hey, would you mind reporting my dad as well??"

Qing Chen: "???"

At this time, the bell rang for the next class.

The second class in the morning was English, but the geography teacher came in.

The name of their school, Luo City Foreign Language School, had the words foreign language in it, so a strong emphasis of the curriculum was placed on a foreign language classes.

Therefore, the English teachers in the school had relatively more privileges compared to teachers of other subjects. Almost every English teacher in the school was the best available in the city, and there were even native English tutors hired by the school. Since middle school, these tutors would give group lessons every week.

Additionally, the school even offers several alternative languages like Japanese and German the students who did not choose English.

The middle-aged geography teacher third Chen Yandong started speaking on the podium, "Your homeroom teacher Ms. Du is not here today, so the second class will temporarily be changed to geography class. You will have English for the third class tomorrow morning."

Qing Chen was stunned when he heard this. From so much that had happened today, he doubted that this would be as simple as a coincidence.

Might Du Yihong also be a transmigrator?

There were so many transmigrators in Luo City that he knew of, then how many must there be in the county, or in the world?

No, that can't be right!

Qing Chen lowered his head to not let others see his eyes, but in an instant, his pupils narrowed.

Everything that happened today flashed through his mind like a movie. He analyzed and sorted through all the images and scenes he saw and heard.

The second group of transmigrators who just had a countdown appearing on their arms.

The girl who just found out that she was about to transmigrate was being interviewed accompanied by her parents.

The transmigration uploader who was sponsored by a large brand.

News after news were like leaves pouring down from the sky, and Qing Chen was only picking out the useful bits of information that he wanted to learn.

The next moment Qing Chen raised his head in astonishment. He plotted in his mind all the transmigration in the news, and most were clustered in around ten or so cities.

There was even a discussion thread about some people complaining that they haven't found any in their cities.

In other words, the locations of the transmigrators were fairly concentrated!

In just around ten cities!

The amount of analysis made Qing Chen feel a little lightheaded.

Around 5:40 in the afternoon, Qing Chen skipped class again.

Before leaving, the study class representative shouted to him, "Qing Chen, don't forget that the textbook fees are due tomorrow!"

"Got it," said Qing Chen, waving goodbye.

Then, he quickly left the classroom while being stared at by many envious pairs of eyes.

Under the setting sun, the students who had just finished their classes rushed to the cafeteria to get food and prepare for the self-study class that night.

Qing Chen zipped through the crowd and stepped out of the school on an unnoticeable corner.

He first went home, took off his school uniform, and changed into an old set of clothes. He hadn't worn this set of clothes in a long time. Before heading out again, he also grabbed a cap and put it on his head.

He searched on his phone for Yinrun Garden that the boy told him this morning and found that it was about six kilometers1around 3.7 miles away from the school. That was where Huang Qixian lives.

For some inexplicable reason, he felt compelled to investigate what was going on with his classmate. Despite the fact that he had no idea which unit the boy resided in, he still wanted to try his luck.

Qing Chen had no other cash than the 50 cents20.08 USD in his pocket. This would be all he had until the next time he played chess at the Fulai Supermarket.

I'll just run.

Qing Chen wasn't very used to exercising. The most he would do would be the routine running during gym class.

But now he suddenly realized the importance of exercising. He must have a sturdy body to face the dangers of the other world.

One must know:

The Chinese language has never produced a homophone for the term "life." Perhaps the character represents the concept of having only one life.

It must be treasured.

• 1around 3.7 miles
• 20.08 USD