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

"What kind of discussion?" the driver asked.


Luo Wanya lamented, "We've been out of the game for so long, do we still need to ask such things? Besides, anyone who can afford to buy a house here is no saint. Just pay the deposit first and delay the matter for a month or two."


In Luo Wanya's view, he needed to perform well and strive to qualify for joining the Daytime group within two months.


As for how to perform, that depended on his family members.


In the living room of the villa, Qing Chen, Hu Xiaoniu, Nan Gengchen, Liu Dezhu, and others were sitting.


Jiang Xue smiled and said, "Everyone must be waiting to return, haven't had dinner yet, right? I bought groceries before I traveled back; I'll make some late-night snacks for everyone now."


Liu Dezhu was nearly moved to tears; this was the essence of the organization, living and eating together, with a gentle big sister making late-night snacks.


Qing Chen looked at Jiang Xue, "Is Xiao Tongyun asleep?"


327. Jindai Kongyin of the North_2