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 they seemed unaware of this information.


If these people really had managed to save up for an airship and could truly cross the Forbidden Sea from the sky, Qing Chen would be extremely surprised upon his arrival on the European Continent...


However, Shadow had mentioned it before.


In the vast forest of Taboo Land 001, there were actually traces of human existence, a satellite had inadvertently captured a photo.


In the picture, a small area of the forest in Taboo Land had been cleared, and scattered wooden houses stood on the clearing.


To this day, the Federation still could not determine who exactly was living deep within Taboo Land 001 or who could survive in such a place.


Qing Chen thought for a moment and bluntly asked, "Are you looking for a sunken ship, with something very important inside it?"


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