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

"Because she is my mom," XiaoTongyun honestly said.


"When did you know that she was your mother?" the elder asked.


The elder looked at the ceiling and suddenly said, "I'm sorry, XiaoTongyun. Initially, your mother was just a servant of the Li Family. Your father fell in love with her and insisted on marrying her, but the rules of the Li Family cannot be broken. Otherwise, other servants might get ideas too, so I had no choice but to drive her out."


In the Outer World, the mother-daughter relationship is naturally the same in the Inner World.


Li Tongyun seemed to be stating the facts, but in reality, she had thought of this point. Although she was not sure what the truth was, Jiang Xue was definitely her mother in the Inner World—there was no mistake in that.


Now she knew that it was a story of love between a servant and her master, but ultimately, they couldn't break the class barrier.


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