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

Qing Chen walked past her and entered the Caramel Bar, "From now on, you'll need to be more cautious when eating."


Yan Chunmi bit her lip stubbornly. She was already the best Kite Falcon in the group. If she wasn't cautious enough, the others were even less so.


The new boss wasn't trying to remind her of anything, but rather, he was putting her in her place with his actions, telling her to focus on her work and not entertain unnecessary thoughts.


Anyone who could follow her for kilometers without being noticed naturally had the ability to silently eliminate her.


In fact, this time there were a group of new spies joining, including the Shadow Candidates Qing Yi, Qing Shi, Qing Wen, Qing Wu, Qing Yuan, and Qing Xing, and four others.


All ten spies had to re-dominate their twelve Kite Falcons, ensuring their absolute loyalty and devotion.


370. Joining the Spy Bureau_2