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

Over the years, she had been devoted to the war among spies, moving from City 7 to City 1 and back to City 18 after settling matters in City 1.


It seemed like this woman had never truly rested, always distracting herself with work while also focusing on her cultivation.


As a result, Li Changqing had hardly any friends and did not know who would come to save her during such a time.


Li Changqing thought silently to herself, and this friend indeed had an absolute sense of shooting.


There were many with an absolute sense of shooting, and that friend was only effective in close-range shooting within 400 meters; she had even gone to watch him train with a sniper rifle, but it turned out he had never used one before.


However, for some reason, Li Changqing always had an intuition that it had to be that young man.


Apart from him, there would be no one else.


323, Grand Graduation Ceremony_2