Naming Technique of the Night
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.
296, Atmosphere Group
Qing Chen had made some judgments about Zard1991's identity.
This incredibly erratic chatterbox must be the person who had been following him in Weiyang Lake Park all along.
That night, it had taken quite an effort for Qing Chen to shake off his pursuer.
But for some reason, the guy kept his distance, no matter how vulnerable Qing Chen appeared or pretended to be exhausted after a fierce battle, the young man never approached to make a move.
He pretended to fall several times while carrying a puppet, and pretended his legs and back were weak, but to no avail.
All of Qing Chen's brilliant acting skills were wasted.
This person was extremely cautious, very fond of his own life.
That was Qing Chen's previous assessment of Zard.
Now, after reading the group chat, Qing Chen thought this guy was a bit foolish... yet somewhat endearing.
After all, who doesn't like being praised by others?