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

But the methods of cultivation are especially precious and are never taught to those outside the family name.


Thus, although Qing Hua really wanted to cultivate, he also had to consider Qing Chen's perspective.


Qing Chen glanced at Qing Hua, "Don't worry, it's not a Family Cultivation Method, and there are no side effects."


In the morning, Inspector Chen Sai from team six discovered an issue, "Today is a bit strange; an informant near the parking lot told me that not a single car from team seven has gone out today, they've all come back."


"Hm?" The Trainee Inspector was taken aback.


"I get nervous seeing them go out to catch people every day," Chen Sai said, "so I slipped the parking lot security some money to inform me whenever team seven's cars come and go. But today, they all came back, and they've stopped catching people. I don't know why, but it makes me even more nervous..."


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