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

After the convoy left the boundaries of City 18, the road began to become rugged; a month had passed, yet the road was still unrepaired.


Fortunately, the old man's SUV had excellent suspension, making the bumpy road not much of a problem.


In contrast, the Freemasonry's convoy was different; after traveling just over forty kilometers, some started to have flat tires.


These students were impressive, not only in intelligence but also in practical skills. A group of them set up jacks and carried tools for vehicle repair, even able to handle tire repairs on their own.


Many people think of nerds when they imagine top students, but in this era of the Outer World, most top students possess a particular skill, and their ability to think and act is also very strong.


345. Seeing Yang Yang Again