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

During the days the Arctic left Amsterdam, many forces were searching for a Time Traveler named Qing Chen.


Initially, it was Jindai, Deer Island, Kunlun, and Kyushu looking for him, but eventually even the "Future" of North America began their search.


There aren't that many global Time Traveler organizations, so these past few days, aside from the "Hacker" group rooted in North America, the other five major organizations were all searching for Qing Chen...


It was strange, though. What did the Future want with Qing Chen?


Someone had asked, and the Future's response was, if everyone was looking, it meant this person was important.


If everyone is searching and I don't, wouldn't that make me seem a bit out of place?


At first, everyone sent Time Travelers to stake out various tourist attractions, thinking Qing Chen was there for a visit to the Netherlands.


After several days on watch, they hadn't seen even a single hair.


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