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

"It wouldn't be too excessive," Chu Ci nodded, "After all, we're all Time Travelers, and alumni at that. It's not like we'd likely stab each other in the back..."


Actually, even Chu Ci himself wasn't sure because the Longhu Commune had done similar things before.


What Li Yi didn't know was that Chu Ci and the others were no longer that poor and destitute; they even had a surplus of weapons and equipment.


Before returning, even a calm person like Chu Ci couldn't help but visit their armory every day.


For the first couple of days, he even slept directly in the armory.


It felt somewhat like sleeping on a pile of money after suddenly striking it rich overnight.


So, they no longer needed to look to anyone else's face.


Chu Ci looked at Tuan Zi and the others: "Now that we have a foothold in City No. 10, I think, since Qing Chen Inspector has helped us several times, he definitely has some plans in mind, so there's no need to rush. We just wait."


399, Qing Shuli_2