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

"Do you ever feel that our boss is just too mysterious," Zhang Tianzhen sat next to the dining table, adding vegetables to his bowl as he spoke, "That's legitimate cultivation methods he's got. Just says he'll get them and he does. When we first became Time Travelers, we marveled at how awesome He Xiaoxiao was, getting so many guides so quickly. But now, I think even He Xiaoxiao can't compare to our boss."


Hu Xiaoniu glanced at him, "Quit guessing about the boss. It's good that he's willing to teach you the cultivation methods. Don't think too much about the rest."


"I'm not overthinking," Zhang Tianzhen said, bubbling with enthusiasm, "I'm just reflecting on how right we were to join him early on. Wang Yun, Bai Waner, they all said to wait and see a bit longer before coming to Los Angeles City. It was you who was so determined to transfer. If we weren't among the first ones here, we wouldn't have this good fortune."


309, New House and New Home