Sansan

When a glorious old civilization was toppled overnight, a strange purple moon rose and thus began the Purple Moon Era.
Damn it! What kind of ecosystem was this? The evolution was messy. Even rabbit bites and plants were not to be messed with. How can one survive all this? Evolve into a Purple Moon Warrior? What did this have to do with the Purple Moon?
What kind of map was this? The Safety Sector? The Floating Domain? The Darkness Port? The Storm Voyage? The True Capital?
The Horror Lullaby List? The resurrection of the Underground Race and the prospering Underground City? The Chaos Black Market that suffused the world? The Bloody Road?
More importantly, one could end up in a bloody slaughter when dreaming and enter the Dream Domain? Fine, this damned era! 

Dark Moon Era

An extra trace of coldness appeared on Tang Ling's expression.

Did his exposed spoils on the back of his tactical backpack attract attention?

Trade the black-winged mantis' front arms and wings at this kind of place? What kind of bullsh*t would that be? Tang Ling would never believe him.

Maybe Tang Ling's sharp reaction scared the person, or it was the flashy silver badge that stated his identity clearly enough, but the man felt pressured.

The man hesitated for a moment and mustered up enough courage to walk closer to Tang Ling. While he was walking forward, he unbuttoned his battle uniform.

"Okay, brother, would you still doubt me like this?

What the hell? The man's action of unbuttoning his shirt as he walked over stupefied Tang Ling, but when he glanced over at the man, his breath hastened and he instinctively stood up.