"Oh." Lin Qiye's expression was calm.
Wen Qimo looked at him in surprise, "Oh? That's all?"
"What else?"
"Don't you feel any excitement or blood boiling at all?"
"A little, but only a little." Lin Qiye replied calmly, "I'm not interested in promotion or anything like that."
Wen Qimo gave him a strange look, "I forgot that you are a 'heretic' who will betray the Night's Watch in ten years."
Lin Qiye did not comment and continued to ask: "According to you, these four special teams are already the ceiling of Daxia's combat power?"
"Of course not. They may be the ceiling of the team's combat power among the Night's Watch, but they are definitely not the ceiling of Daxia's combat power."
"You mean, in Daxia, there are organizations similar to the Night Watch?"
"No, there is only one Night Watchman in Daxia, but above the Night Watchman, there are five human ceilings."
"The human ceiling?"
"As the name suggests, they are the peak combat power that humans can achieve. Since their strength is close to that of the ancient gods in mythology, they are also called 'demigods'."
"With a mortal body, can you compare yourself to a god?"
"Although I know you are quoting classic lines from movies and TV shows, this is indeed the case." Wen Qimo looked up at the night sky, his eyes full of admiration.
"These five people are the pillars of humanity and the only hope that humanity can see in this vast fog."
"who are they?"
"I don't know. They are too far away from us. Few people have seen their appearance or know their names. However... there are some interesting rumors."
"What rumors?"
"These five human ceilings are called One Sword, One Rider, One Honor, One Nothingness, and One Master."
"Sword, Knight, Honor, Nothingness, Master... What kind of rumor is this? There's no useful information at all, right?"
"It is said that the Supreme Commander of our Night's Watch is one of these five human ceilings, but... no one has seen him take action for a long, long time."
"I have a question."
"go ahead."
"Have humans ever... killed a god?" Lin Qiye pointed to the sky. "Not some weird mythical creature, but a real ancient god that exists in mythology!"
Wen Qimo was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know, but I think there shouldn't be...
In the vast fog, human beings are like blindfolded lambs. We don’t know what is happening in this world, and we don’t know when the end of the world will come.
In this era where the existence of gods has been proven, if humans really kill a god, it will inevitably cause panic among all the other gods. In this case, they are likely to join forces to destroy humans first, and the situation facing humans will be even more serious! "
Lin Qiye nodded, "I understand."
"Anything else you want to ask?"
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "Do temporary team members get welfare subsidies?"
"… have."
"Then there is no other problem."
"So of all the questions you ask, the last one is the one you care about most?"
"Of course." Lin Qiye nodded as a matter of course, "What special team, the human ceiling... Those things are too far away from me. I like to be down-to-earth."
"Okay..." Wen Qimo turned around and asked, "Are you sleepy?"
"not sleepy."
"Then I'll take you somewhere."
"Is this serious... at this time of night?"
"… Seriously." Wen Qimo's mouth twitched.
"That's fine." Lin Qiye reminded him, "Don't forget, I'm still a minor."
Wen Qimo: …
…
A few minutes later, the car slowly stopped in a silent and deserted wilderness.
Lin Qiye opened the door and got out of the car. He looked around and looked at Wen Qimo with vigilance.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Wen Qimo rolled his eyes silently and pointed to a cemetery not far away. "It's there."
Lin Qiye looked in the direction of his finger and fell silent.
He could vaguely guess why Wen Qimo brought him here.
The two walked along the narrow path and soon arrived at the perimeter of the cemetery.
This cemetery is not big. It is obviously much smaller than the cemetery on the edge of the city. However, both the workmanship of the tombstones and the spacing between them are far beyond what an ordinary cemetery can compare to.
The tombstones here seem more refined and more orderly.
"here it is… "
"The cemetery of the Night Watchmen stationed in Cangnan City." Wen Qimo spoke calmly, "Since the Daxia Special Biological Response Team was officially transformed into the 'Night Watchmen' in 1936, and adopted the management form of one city and one team, this place has been designated as the final destination for the Cangnan City Night Watchmen who died in battle.
Of course, this is just the default destination. When everyone officially joins the Night's Watch, they can specify whether they will be buried in the Night's Watch cemetery, cremated, or buried in their hometown after death...
Back then, Zhao Kongcheng chose to be buried in the Night Watchman Cemetery. He said that there was too much blood on his body, and he was afraid of scaring his ancestors if he returned to the ancestral graves.
As he spoke, a smile appeared on Wen Qimo's lips, as if he saw again the scene when Zhao Kongcheng said these heartlessly.
Lin Qiye looked at the tombstones standing around him in silence, frowning slightly: "So many..."
There are at least sixty or seventy different tombstones in this cemetery, and most of them are new.
"It has been 85 years since 1936." Wen Qimo said with emotion, "In the beginning, our sacrifices were indeed not many. After all, there are only a few mythical creatures appearing in each city every year, and even if they do appear, their realm is not high.
But as time goes by, the mythical creatures are coming faster and faster, their strength is getting more and more terrifying, and our casualties... are also increasing.
Nearly half of the tombstones you see are of people who died in the last twenty years.
Before Captain Chen Muye came to Cangnan City to guard it, it was said that two members died here every year. It was not until the captain came that the death rate dropped significantly.
The silent figure in black emerged in Lin Qiye's mind, and he couldn't help but admire him.
"But Zhao Kongcheng just died tonight, and his tombstone has been made?" Lin Qiye suddenly thought of something and asked puzzledly.
"No."
"Then let's go here..."
Wen Qimo raised his hand and pointed to the distance, "Look there."
Lin Qiye looked in the direction of his hand and saw a faint light gradually appearing in the dark cemetery.
Under the dim light, Hongying sat beside an open space with red eyes, holding a blank stele in her hands and a carving pen in her right hand, carving it bit by bit.
Tears slid down her cheeks onto the tombstone and were wiped away hastily by her.
At this moment, does she still have half of the energy she had before
"She... didn't she say she was going to practice shooting?" Lin Qiye stared at the scene blankly.
"She lied." Wen Qimo shook his head. "It is an unwritten rule that the tombstones of the Night Watchmen are carved by the deceased's teammates. Originally, this tombstone should have been carved by me.
Although she didn't say it, I knew very well in my heart that she was the one who most wanted to help Zhao Kongcheng carve the stele.
They have a good relationship, really a good one.
So even though she lied so much, I still turned a blind eye and let her carve the stele secretly."
Lin Qiye and Wen Qimo stood there quietly, watching Hongying who was concentrating on carving the stele, without saying a word for a long time.
Under the hazy moonlight,
In the silent cemetery,
Only the carving knife in Hongying's hand made a slight cry.
"Aren't you going up to say hello?" After a while, Lin Qiye asked Wen Qimo.
"If I say hello now, it will make her embarrassed. She is too thin-skinned."
"But the way we do this... feels like we're perverts spying on other people's secrets." Lin Qiye felt a little uncomfortable.
Wen Qimo turned to look at him, a smile in his eyes.
"Do you think... we are the only two 'perverts' peeping around?"