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

"The demigod of the Jindai family has fallen?!"


This sentence exploded like thunder in the PCA Intelligence Department One in City No. 10.


In that large office, people who had been reading the newspaper or drinking tea all looked up in shock.


The star-chasing Qing Shi put down her phone.


Even those detectives watching the Federation football game and betting turned to look at where the voice came from.


This feeling was like a startling spring thunder that caused the insects to surface...


The fall of a demigod, news capable of shaking the entire Federation.


Qing Shi and Qing Wen looked at Qing Xing, Qing Wen frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"


553, One's Uncle