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

This was Qing Chen's first time traveling to a foreign land, and inevitably, some apprehension stirred within him.


He worried whether he would be able to adapt to the food in Amsterdam.


He worried that his English, which he thought was fluent, might sound broken to foreigners.


He worried whether he could successfully land a job on a crabbing boat.


He worried whether he would truly encounter challenging waves.


30-meter waves were the mighty force of nature, elusive and sought-after.


Qing Chen sat in the plush seat of the first class, and once the airplane entered the stratosphere, he comfortably closed his eyes to recall the information Yan Chunmi had given him.


After Yan Chunmi caused a huge commotion in Blossom Community and removed all of Qing Xing's hidden stakes in a rather melodramatic way,


that third-tier actress immediately became subdued, routinely filming, working, and auditioning.


401, Arctic