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 thought that, with the Taboo item ACE-008 Door of Shadow in Shadow's possession, it would have been quite convenient to move in and out of here, but he didn't expect Shadow to value the Kite Falcon's data so much that they personally delivered it to this underground facility.


Curiously, Qing Chen asked, "What's behind these three doors?"


"Quite curious, aren't you," Lao Shen said with a smile, "Behind the door on the right is my living quarters, the left one contains all the spy records, as well as the data of the spies' subordinate Kite Falcons, and in the middle door, there is a Black Sorkin Bomb. Should anyone invade, I will reduce both myself and the intruder to ashes."


Qing Chen silently observed Lao Shen's expression but found that the other party showed no psychological burden when saying this.


He spent a good half hour looking over the Kite Falcon data.


370. Joining the Spy Bureau_3