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 sunset radiates with a western glow, soldiers shoot targets and return to camp, the red flower on their chests mirrors the rosy clouds, joyous songs fill the sky!"


The sunset fades, the distant red sun falls behind the horizon.


A large truck drives across the vast land, warmly illuminated by the twilight glow.


This truck should have been filled with strawberries from the production base, supplied to the bigwigs of City 22, but now the truck is packed full with more than thirty people.


Though crowded in the truck, the singers are very happy.


Someone, leaning against the glass window between the truck and the cab, asked, "Lao Luo, give us the lowdown, this trip to City 22, is it arranged by the Parent? Is the Parent in City 22?"


The Parent is the biggest secret within the Parents' Meeting, the person whom all family members worship.


555, Parents' Meeting Arrival