The autumn rain is slightly cool.

Under the gloomy sky, a figure was sitting on the muddy ground. Pale stone tablets surrounded them like a forest. The drizzle hit the dead leaves on the ground, making a dull tapping sound.

The Night Watchman Cemetery in Shangjing City is much larger than that in Cangnan City. This is not because the status of the Night Watchman in Shangjing City is high, but simply because there are too many tombstones here, almost three times more than that in Cangnan. If the cemetery is not built bigger, it will not be able to accommodate so many tombstones.

Lin Qiye stood outside the cemetery, looking at the trembling figure carving a stele in the forest of steles, his expression somewhat complicated.

"It's the first time I've seen him cry like this."

"Fang Mo is a very emotional person. Although he hasn't spent a long time with them, his feelings for Team 006 are no less than Li Zhenzhen's." Chen Han sighed.

"Where's Li Zhenzhen? How's she doing?"

"She's not awake yet. Xu Liao is taking care of her."

They saw with their own eyes Li Zhenzhen fainting in front of the five coffins. Even though Lin Qiye and others had tried their best to comfort her, it was of no use. Li Zhenzhen grew up with the members of Team 006 and had long regarded them as her family. Seeing them lying on the ground in cold coffins, she could not bear the blow.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, looked at the figure carving the tombstone in the cemetery, and said nothing more.

Today, the bodies of all the Night Watchmen who died on the front lines should have been sent to the bases of each team...How many places will this scene be staged in?

Lin Qiye didn't know how many people would be like Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo today.

But he knew that after today, a large number of young Night Watchmen in Daxia would undergo a transformation.

On the gravel path outside the cemetery, a figure walked towards them in a daze. Li Zhenzhen's face was extremely pale and her eyes were red. She was wearing her dark red cloak and walked towards the cemetery step by step in the autumn rain.

"woke up?"

"...Yeah." Li Zhenzhen said hoarsely, "I want to carve a monument for them..."

Lin Qiye looked at her haggard and weak appearance and sighed, "Go, Fang Mo is already inside."

Li Zhenzhen walked into the cemetery with a staggering back and sat down next to Fang Mo. She was completely unaware of the cold autumn rain. She picked up the carving knife and began to carve on the stone tablet bit by bit.

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen carved the tombstones very slowly. It was the first time for them to see off their seniors, so they were very careful with the carvings. By the time they finished carving the five tombstones, it was already late at night.

"I'm sorry..." Chen Han smiled bitterly, "For dinner today, I guess I can only have a simple bite..."

Originally, Chen Han had planned to arrange a big dinner for Lin Qiye and the others to celebrate their triumphant return from the battlefield, but given the current situation, the celebration banquet definitely could not be held.

"It's okay. I've asked Cao Yuan and Jiang Er to start cooking noodles. These two kids have been carving the stele for quite a while and they must be very hungry." Lin Qiye said.

"Thanks."

When everyone returned to the courtyard, several bowls of steaming egg noodles were already placed on the small table under the eaves. Cao Yuan took off his apron and nodded slightly to Lin Qiye.

Although Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen had been busy all afternoon, they had no appetite. However, under Lin Qiye's "coercion", they still sat obediently at the table and started eating noodles.

Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, Chen Han, and Xu Liao took their seats one after another.

The autumn rain was even cooler late at night. In the huge courtyard, six people sat at a small round table. They didn't feel crowded, but rather had a feeling of emptiness and loneliness.

You know, the last time they gathered here to eat, there were so many people that even a long table couldn't accommodate them. There were about sixteen or seventeen of them, and the lively laughter and conversation could have blown the roof off.

But now, there are still two teams, but there is no longer the excitement and noise of that time.

Fang Mo finished the noodles in the bowl in silence, and gently placed the chopsticks on the table. After a long silence, he finally said, "Master Qiye... can I ask you something?"

"you say."

"How can I become a member of the special team?"

Lin Qiye paused for a moment, and looked at Fang Mo in surprise. "You want to join the special team? Why?"

"I... don't want to stand behind others anymore." Fang Mo clenched his hands on his knees, "In this war, I have been hiding behind Da Xia. Even though I arrived at the battlefield twice, I was not able to participate in the battle and was sent back... I know it's because you want to protect me, but this feeling is really uncomfortable.

I am also a night watchman. Although I am not strong enough, I don't want to always be protected at the back like a child...

I'm not saying that being a night watchman stationed in a city is bad, I just want to do more things like you do. At the critical moment, I can be the first to stand out and be the one who stands in front of everyone. "

"Me too." Li Zhenzhen put down her chopsticks and said seriously, "I have been in Shangjing for more than ten years. This place is like my home. If I stay at home, I will never be able to become truly powerful...

I want to go out and have a look.”

Lin Qiye looked at Li Zhenzhen and Fang Mo. Both of them had firm eyes. This was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment idea. They must have discussed it beforehand during the process of carving the stele.

"It's a bit difficult for two people to join the special team together." Cao Yuan thought and said, "There are already eight people in the Phoenix team now, and they won't accept new members. Although our team can also join, our duties are still too dangerous for you..."

Hearing these words, Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen's expressions dimmed at the same time.

At this moment, the silent Lin Qiye suddenly spoke up, "Actually, there is a way."

"Lord Qiye, are you willing to take us in?" Fang Mo's eyes lit up.

"No." Lin Qiye shook his head. "What I mean is, since you all want to be members of the special team... why don't you form your own team?"

Fang Mo and Li Zhenzhen both stood there in a daze.

“The [Masked] team was destroyed, and there is no longer a special team under the number 004. You can form a team yourself, starting from scratch, and gradually move closer to the special team... just like we used to do.” A hint of nostalgia emerged in Lin Qiye’s eyes.

"But... based on our current strength, can we really form a special team on our own?" Fang Mo asked worriedly.

"What's wrong with that? When [Nightfall] was first formed, my strength was not as good as yours." Lin Qiye smiled slightly, "Strength can be improved quickly. The more you experience, the faster you will grow.

You are the agent of the Great Xia Golden Immortal, and you carry the White Tiger Soul in you, which makes you qualified to be the captain of the special team."