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.
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"Yi, are you there?" Qing Chen asked.
"I am," Yi answered, "Jiang Xiaotang, 27 years old, unmarried and childless..."
"Wait a minute," Qing Chen hurriedly interrupted, "What's all this about? How can artificial intelligence gossip to this extent?! I didn't want to ask about this, nor do I care about Jiang Xiaotang's situation! I know Jiang Xiaotang was very abnormal today, and I'm quite aware it must be because she knows my mentor that she gave me special treatment."
Qing Chen had started to feel that something was amiss today and began to search his memory; then he realized that his mentor had been slow to get in the car yesterday. After he himself got in, Uncle Li Dong must have said something to Jiang Xiaotang, and that was the key to the special treatment he received from her.
It had to be said that having the ability to replay memories was a good thing; it always helped one recall some forgotten details.