Naming Technique of the Night

Zheng Yi was gradually surprised. She had taken interest when Yan Yan mentioned something about renting a room together, but after the other party entered Qing Chen's room, she thought the two classmates were living together, so why would they still want to rent with her?

Unexpectedly, the other party was serious!

The silver-haired girl Zheng Yi fumbled with her small shoulder bag, a bit at a loss, "Are we really going to share a place? Why don't you come in and sit, my place is a bit messy, please don't mind."

She was originally going to attend a tutoring class, but now that Yan Yan had come to visit, she had abandoned the idea of going to the class.

"Do you have slippers so that I won't dirty the floor?" Yan Yan asked.

"No need, no need, the house isn't clean anyway," Zheng Yi replied, "and... I don't have spare slippers either."

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, indeed, there was only one pair of slippers in the room.

The girl's few clothes were casually draped over the sofa and the bed, but overall, it was still fairly tidy, not to the extent of being considered sloppy.

Seeing Yan Yan's gaze, Zheng Yi immediately blushed and said, "Because I get back from class too late every day, so there's no time to tidy up, I usually only manage to clean up on weekends."

"How much is the rent here?" Yan Yan asked directly as she helped Zheng Yi fold two coats from the sofa and placed them aside.

"2200 yuan," Zheng Yi muttered softly, "but this is a one-bedroom apartment."

"No problem, I can sleep in the living room," Yan Yan said casually, "It's just a bit cramped, encroaching on your living space."

"Why don't you sleep in the bedroom," Zheng Yi suggested, "I'm not particular, I can sleep anywhere."

"No need," Yan Yan, sitting on the sofa and smiling, said, "If I sleep in the living room, can I pay a bit less rent? What do you think about this, the rent being 2200, I pay 1000, you pay 1200, and we can split the costs for water, electric, property management, and air conditioning!"

For some reason, Zheng Yi felt relieved upon hearing that she had to pay 200 more.

She was worried that Yan Yan, seeing her poverty, would pity her and offer to share more of the burden.

If that were the case, she would feel a bit guilty.

A girl also has her pride, and she didn't want to suffer unnecessary pity.

It was this pride that had driven her to enter high school, vowing to carve out a path for herself.

At that moment, Zheng Yi looked at the girl across from her and couldn't help but say, "I just saw... you entering Qing Chen's house, I thought you two were a couple..."

"No no," Yan Yan laughed and waved her hand, "We're definitely not a couple."

Zheng Yi was curious, "It seems like you've known each other for a long time, our classmates said he transferred schools just for you. But everyone says Qing Chen is rather aloof, and seems to only want to talk to you and no one else. What... what kind of person is Qing Chen actually?"

Yan Yan fell silent.

In fact, she might be one of the few people in the world who truly understood Qing Chen. That very afternoon, when she realized how unique Uncle Li Dong's force field was, she immediately understood his identity.

The Demigod who mysteriously disappeared from Prison No. 18 had come to the Sixth District with Qing Chen as if nothing was amiss, approachable like a real student's parent. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

Because of his departure from Prison No. 18, many organizations and forces had gone mad, but he didn't care.

Therefore, Yan Yan had confirmed that Qing Chen was the "Chess Player" from the Outer World, although she was unclear why his genes didn't match up, or how he could leave Prison No. 18 with Uncle Li Dong, but that was the reality!

Zheng Yi, observing Yan Yan's expression, asked in a low voice, curious, "What exactly is your relationship?"

Yan Yan thought for a moment and joked, "I'm his chess piece?"

Zheng Yi was startled, "Wife… wife?!"

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City No. 18, Fourth District.

Located at the pseudo-center of the entire city, it is the liveliest spot at midnight.

The Upper Three Districts might be the most bustling, but they revert to quiet at night.

Moreover, two-thirds of the city's night police force are concentrated in the Upper Three Districts, making it hard for it to come alive.

At this time, whether they are children of corporate families or rich merchants from the Lower Six Districts, or even some respectable characters from the city's various walks of life, they all gather in the Fourth District.

Here are casinos, nightclubs, performances, and late-night snack venues; almost the best entertainment places in the entire city are within this district.

After midnight, the area's Holographic Neon lights up like densely bursting fireworks, with the roar of high-capacity sports cars incessant in one's ears.

In this era of electric vehicles, there still were young wastrels addicted to the sense of power brought by 12-cylinder engines and the aggressiveness of the backfire.

Thus, out of the 21 car companies in the Federation, 7 still retained the production process for gasoline engines, though these were basically designated for high-end sports cars for those privileged youths, producing only a few hundred units a year.

At that moment, a convoy was roaring from the Upper Three Districts into the Fourth, passing under drifting Holographic Neons on the not particularly wide streets.

Above them floated purple whales in mid-air, while below, the cars gleamed like silver mirrors, creating a dream-like vision.

Amidst the blue and purple lights, the scene was magnificent and dazzling.

Nan Gengchen sat in the passenger seat, quietly observing everything.

They had just returned to City No. 18 under Federal Group's military escort yesterday, yet today Li Yinuo had dragged him out to experience the nightlife.