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

"Twenty-three off-road vehicles," Qing Chen glanced back casually and quickly tallied the number.


Those 23 black off-road vehicles had previously been hidden in the woods on both sides.


The old man looked at the vehicles and commented, "Solid rubber tires, bulletproof alloy armor covers the engine hood. They came well-prepared."


At that moment, when Qing Chen and his team's vehicle crossed the wilderness, it was as if a pack of wolves had latched onto them.


The roar of the off-road vehicles filled the air as they jolted across the wild terrain. The uneven dirt road made all the vehicles bob up and down, similar to the undulating bodies of hungry wolves in a sprint.


And Qing Chen's vehicle was like a lone gazelle being hunted by a pack of wolves.


From the convoy of off-road vehicles, suddenly hundreds of drones soared into the sky from behind.


350. Chase and Counterkill!