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

Jindai Tongwu clapped his hands and laughed, "Often the simplest methods are the most effective."


"Since you've seized the sniping position, why didn't you shoot?" Li Changqing calmly asked, "I already felt that a sniper rifle was aiming at me. Did you not have confidence?"


"Being able to feel someone aiming at oneself from 600 meters away, Boss Changqing is indeed at a higher level than I imagined," Jindai Tongwu stayed in the shadows, never stepping forward, "But I'm curious, where did you get your cultivation traditions from? As far as I know, you are not an Awakener."


Li Changqing curiously asked, "Do you really have confidence that you can kill me?"


Jindai Tongwu smiled and said, "If it weren't for these six snipers, I really wouldn't be sure."


There are only three kinds of Transcendents in this world, Cultivators, Awakeners, and Genetic Warriors.


322, Long Street, and sniper-like gods_3