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

"Boss, where do you think Yangyang went?" Jiang Mubei asked, "Did she not see us?"


Xu Linsen sighed while escaping, "Don't struggle, she saw us, it's just that saving the other person is comparatively more important..."


Clearly, she's part of the Spades Organization, yet when she sees the boss, she doesn't save him, instead saves an outsider.


"It seems Guo Huchan's gossip was true," Jiang Mubei said, "Yangyang and that Daytime Boss are indeed a bit suspicious."


Xu Linsen glanced at him, "What gossip did Guo Huchan spill?"


Jiang Mubei whispered, "Isn't Guo Huchan with those Time Travelers from the Freemasonry? They opened up a small settlement for wildlings in the southern wilderness. A while ago, Guo Huchan told me that Yangyang once said in the Outer World that she went on a honeymoon with someone..."


"Pfft," even someone as composed as Xu Linsen couldn't hold back, "Is that really true?"


577. A Leap