The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Zhou Xuanying was stunned by the dark muzzle of the gun, "My family has always been providing domestic financial support for you, you can't kill me. They promised me that as long as the funds continued, I could carry on with my life!"


"Naive," Zhao Yayu sneered, "Enough talk. If you don't send it now, I will shoot you this instant, to avoid any complications."


Zhou Xuanying bowed his head and started to send messages, while Qing Chen watched him with a smiling gaze.


He had probably figured out the situation by now. Zhou Xuanying, too, was one of the Time Travelers controlled by the Deer Island Financial Group. Li Changqing had mentioned that there were spy agencies of the Deer Island Financial Group in City 18, so it made sense that they had a few Time Travelers under their control.


For a long time, the Zhou family had been providing financial support to the Time Travelers controlled by Deer Island, as even Time Travelers needed funding to operate in the Outer World.


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