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

"Daytime doesn't really need your help with anything," Qing Chen said with a smile, "It's okay, if you don't want to cultivate, we won't force you."


Nangong Yuanyu felt a bit uneasy inside. After actually refusing, he started to regret it, as if he had just missed out on something very important. He tentatively suggested, "How about we do something for Daytime in exchange for an opportunity to cultivate?"


Qing Chen smiled and countered, "What could the Freemasonry possibly do for Daytime?"


Nangong Yuanyu was suddenly at a loss for words. Indeed, what could the Freemasonry, just a group of poor students, offer that could be of use to the other party?


The confidence of the Freemasonry was once again eroding, bit by bit…


Qing Chen then said, "How about I just take you guys to experience the wonders of the methods of cultivation? Who wants to give it a try?"


Qi Duo and the others exchanged glances, and Qi Duo said, "Can I try it?"


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