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 past and the future are thus clearly divided.


Even if earth-shattering events occur in the Inner World, by the moment of return, many things will start anew, welcoming unknown changes.


But this is only the fate of ordinary Time Travelers; for Qing Chen, his past and future are not divided but continuous.


Before returning, he had just finished a perilous journey; after returning, he still had to face danger.


Qing Chen continued to stand and wait on the rooftop next to Osaka Shinsaibashi.


Everyone knows, in the last hour of the countdown for the previous crossing, he suddenly appeared on the streets of Osaka City, attracting the siege of the Mysterious Business Department.


There were even many Time Travelers within the country, who took out their phones immediately upon return, logging onto Weibo, Douyin, Bilibili, waiting for the first-hand news to arrive.


587. Departure