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

The world Qing Chen experienced outside the Half-Mountain Manor was starkly different from that within the estate.


After everyone had left, the Autumn Leaf Courtyard regained its daytime tranquility.


"Sir," Li Ke said, "I will tally the gifts here. You should eat first, otherwise the dishes will get cold."


"I cannot sit at the table while you are eating, sir," Li Ke replied.


"Come here," Qing Chen pondered and then spoke, "I have something to tell you."


"Okay," Li Ke wiped his hands, removed his sleeves and apron, and sat at the stone table.


"You are the pride of Li's Big Room. Why do you cook?" Qing Chen asked.


Li Ke explained, "I am curious about everything and want to try everything. Actually, I want to explore the world outside the city even more, but my parents always forbid it, saying it's dangerous. But Yino has promised to take me out for a bit during next year's spring hunt."


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