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

Luo Wanya welcomed another day's morning meeting.


The so-called morning meeting was when the seven "family members" gathered to share their past hardships and sufferings.


This session was partly a brainwashing process, as sharing secrets was one of the fastest ways to bring people closer together.


Perhaps some have tried it, when making friends with someone, telling them a secret of your own can quickly bring the two of you closer.


The family members gathered to share the secrets hidden deep within their hearts, perhaps things they had done that weighed on their conscience or words they harbored but dared not speak.


After speaking, someone deliberately steered the mood to a low, then a group of "family members" would cry with you, help you release your emotions, and slowly you would subconsciously consider these people beside you as your best brothers and sisters.


318, study in secret, and then amaze everyone.