Naming Technique of the Night

The dark-faced man watched the eager wilderness people beside him but shook his head: "Winter is almost here, we can't afford any complications."

However, just then, a young man draped in a wolf pelt spoke up, "Dad, think about it, over a dozen Boundary-011 drones and more than thirty new diesel engines--isn't that enough for us to make a move? Who knows what else might be in that Autumn Hunting Fleet. Bringing these back to the Fire Pit, the elders might let us get closer to the Fire Pit during the totem worship."

When the young man mentioned the Fire Pit and the totem, the dark-faced man fell silent, seemingly tempted.

The young man continued, "Dad, you know as well as I do that the bunch of spoiled brats in the Autumn Hunting are just for show, few of them have real combat ability. Just a few casualties and they'd likely turn tail and run. Lao Liu in the south fought them before; if we take a good position in the terrain, we might be able to fight them."

"What do young kids know," the dark-faced man said, "Killing them would bring a military corps' siege."

"Even if we don't kill them, the sieges by the military corps haven't stopped," said the young man. "If we kill them now and dive into the western Great Mountains, we know how to maneuver around the Taboo Land, a place the military rarely ventures. With the heavy snow about to fall in the mountains, once the passes are blocked, who could find us?"

In the early years, the Autumn Hunt involved entering the Taboo Land to hunt wild beasts.

Now, as Uncle Li Dong said, these people no longer dare to hunt wild beasts in the Taboo Land, settling for hunting the non-resistant wilderness people instead.

The wilderness people all knew that the Autumn Hunting Team was just for show, a bunch of spoiled brats coming to the wilderness to mercilessly hunt the wilderness people, relying solely on advanced technology and the fear of retaliation among the wilderness people.

The autumn hunt ceremony had been carried out for hundreds of years without incident, so that group of spoiled brats grew increasingly complacent, treating the wilderness as their own backyard, coming and going as they pleased.

But the dark-faced man was still hesitant; he knew his son was right, but years of caution made him reluctant to take risks.

After a moment of silence, the young man said, "Dad, if you're too scared to go, I'll take people there myself."

The dark-faced man scoffed and glanced at him: "Thinking of making decisions for your old man now, wanting to split from the family? It's too early for that."

It's not without reason that the wilderness people have never really united.

This land has been a constant battleground, everyone's wild nature amplified to the max.

When a lion ages, there will always be a young, strong lion that wants to take its place.

If not for the mysterious Fire Pit in the snow mountains holding them together, the conflicts on the wilderness would likely be even more bloody and intense.

The dark-faced man said, "Let's go check out Branch Lake; it might not be the work of the Autumn Hunting Team. But if it is them, I won't just watch Zhang Tongdan die."

The wilderness people's camp stirred into action, organizing a group to take the women from the camp deep into the mountains first, heading west along the edge of some Taboo Land.

Once they succeeded, the main force would hurry to join up.

Escaping before the heavy snow sealed the mountains.

9 AM.

The dark-faced man led his team toward Branch Lake, everyone donned in ghillie suits of interwoven branches and leaves, carefully navigating through the wilds.

But before they could get close to the area around Branch Lake, someone spotted the buzzing of drones up ahead.

"What's going on, aren't we still outside the drone's blockade range?" the dark-faced man asked a man beside him. "How did you scout?"

The strong man who reported earlier was also stunned: "We are still more than ten kilometers from Branch Lake, definitely not within the blockade range. Boss, those drones only have a 7-kilometer control range, they are moving towards us!"

The dark-faced man pondered: "This move is unusual; it seems like Zhang Tongdan has alarmed them, prompting them to start a search operation nearby."

There was no time for further thought; he immediately ordered to shoot the drones down.

However, as they were just about to fire, the drones agilely flipped a few times and flew back.

In the Autumn Hunting Fleet, a young deputy wearing holographic glasses said, "Found them. There are indeed wilderness people in ambush nearby. It looks like they also shot down that earlier drone. However, I advise against pursuing them. My rough estimate is that they outnumber us, and their armament is unclear…"

But before he could finish, someone had already slammed on the accelerator, charging in the direction of the wilderness people.

The middle-aged man beside the first mate furrowed his brows and looked at Li Yinuo, "You should have stopped them."

Sitting in his vehicle, Li Yinuo casually remarked, "I saw those guys popping dopamine chips this morning. They're in a frenzy right now, and no one can stop them. It's fine, just let them go to their deaths. Dying once will bring them to their senses."

The middle-aged man sighed, then said to the first mate, "Send out all the drones for fire support."

Li Yinuo could afford to stand by, but he couldn't.

In this world, knowing your role is essential. They had come with the Autumn Hunting Team, destined to clean up after the young masters and mistresses who couldn't care less about danger.

...

When Qing Chen and Uncle Li Dong returned to the camp, everything had already been packed onto the vehicles.

Qin Yiyi noticed that Qing Chen was covered in dust, as if he had just been rolling on the ground.

She asked curiously, "What were you two up to just now?"

Uncle Li Dong chuckled, "Give each of us another apple, and I'll tell you."

Qin Yiyi made a face, "Still scamming for apples at your age, aren't you ashamed?"

But despite her words, the young girl still pulled two apples from her bag, giving the larger one to Qing Chen and the smaller one to Uncle Li Dong.

"There, now can you answer my question?" Qin Yiyi asked.

Uncle Li Dong didn't mind, and cheerfully said, "I was teaching him how to climb mountains."

"Do you need to be taught how to climb mountains?" Qin Yiyi wondered.

Qing Chen replied, "The kind of mountain climbing we're talking about might be different from what you're thinking."

A 90-degree cliff, climbing with bare hands.

It's something many people wouldn't even dare to think about.

On the cliff face, the only handholds might be fissures as thin as a finger, or even thinner.

Although Qing Chen had memorized every move by Uncle Li Dong, remembering is still different from mastering.

He still didn't know what the life-and-death gate was; he only knew that he was about to climb a very tall mountain.

He would also see snow in the future, and shout at the top of his lungs from the place closest to the sky.

Thinking this way, Qing Chen seemed to have some anticipation for that kind of life.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

While they were talking, the sound of an explosion suddenly came from the vast mountains in the distance.

The immense noise echoed and resonated through the mountains, startling flocks of birds into flight.

Qin Yiyi and the others' location was obscured by mountains, so they couldn't see what was happening, only the dark swarm of birds flying from west to east across the sky.

Qing Chen pondered for a moment, then asked softly, "Teacher, could this have something to do with the characters I engraved?"

Uncle Li Dong replied, "Be confident, it definitely has something to do with you."

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