The Speaking Pork Trotter

This is a brand new story.
Survive the darkness, see the light
There is no right or wrong, it just depends on which side you are standing on.
To be a god, or to be a man.
To be good, or to be evil.
Just what is...the highest order of weapon that humanity has?
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After a great catastrophe struck, the world was set back many years and humanity started living in anarchy.
With time, society started building up again and people were now living in walled strongholds and fringe towns across the land.
Humans have also become distrustful and ruthless in an unforgiving society where the strong survive and the weak are eliminated.
Growing up in such an era, Ren Xiaosu had to fend for himself.
After an incident, he gained supernatural powers...

The First Order

At this moment, the people inside the blacksmith's workshop had not yet dispersed.

Chen Cheng was checking on the blacksmith's injury. However, he realized Gris had already almost recovered. There was only a red mark at the spot where Ren Xiaosu had hit him earlier.

"Are you really alright?" Chen Cheng asked.

Gris nodded. "The opponent's attack was very precise. I experienced breathing difficulties, chest tightness, and nonstop coughing when he hit me just now. But I quickly recovered. Believe me, it requires extremely good control over one's body to execute such a move. Even the most powerful gladiator in Ghent City might not be able to achieve this."

The blacksmith, Gris, used to be a gladiator in Ghent City. The gladiators of Ghent City tended to be divided into two groups.

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