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

One of the most dangerous things on the Barents Sea is being dragged to the ocean floor by a crab cage.


The rope was coiled into a circle on the deck, and the ship was violently rocked by the waves, making it easy for a crew member to step on it if they lost their balance.


At that moment, as the crab cage was rapidly sinking into the sea, the rope was being pulled down along with it. If a crew member's ankle got tangled in the rope, they would be pulled into the sea with the cage.


Therefore, after all the crew members boarded, Old John distributed a dagger to each person. The idea was if someone got entangled, they would need a companion to help them by quickly cutting the rope.


In the Barents Sea, the only one who could save a crew member was their comrade.


Qing Chen and Nedup stood on opposite sides of the launching platform, pushing the crab cages into the sea until all eight were submerged.


403, Humanoid Self-walking King Crab Radar_3