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

"Are you neighbors?" Qi Duo asked in surprise, looking from Jiang Yichen to Qing Chen.


Qing Chen replied enthusiastically, "Of course, we live in the Microcosm Community in the Upper Three Districts; we've met once before. I even said after I got home that I should socialize more with the neighbors."


Jiang Yichen forced a smile, "Right, neighbors, we should socialize more..."


He had seen with his own eyes how so many assassins had sneaked into the house, and none of them had been able to come back out.


Every time Jiang Yichen thought about it, he found it terrifying.


Besides, whenever he recalled how they had been suspicious of him, he felt like he had narrowly escaped death.


If he hadn't answered their questions satisfactorily at that time, would he also have disappeared inside that house?


342. Pretend to be an NPC