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 gift-giving created quite a commotion, leaving nearby neighbors watching in bewildered surprise, wondering which big personality had come to Los Angeles City.


The residents of the wealthy district were shrewd; although they were unaware of why so many outsiders had arrived with gifts, they knew that giving gifts themselves to become familiar faces was never a mistake.


Thus, in the National Treasure Garden Villa District, many well-known local leaders all made visits.


Even Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, who had grown accustomed to receiving guests from childhood, felt overwhelmed.


And Qing Chen, watching the bustling scene, suddenly sensed something strange, as if Daytime had become famous overnight in the circle of the wealthy.


Could it be that one day he would be like Marlon Brando in "The Godfather," sitting behind a massive wooden desk, wearing a suit and tie while shadows danced in his eyes?


310, Wise Man