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.
104, the problem is not big
In the quiet solitary confinement cell, Liu Dezhu quietly curled up in the corner.
The terror of the small dark room is understood only by those who have truly experienced it, a torment to the soul.
The alloy gate in front of him slowly opened, and Liu Dezhu blankly looked up at the figure in front, the mysterious person wearing the Cat Mask.
"I know, every person has their little schemes," Qing Chen calmly said, "But greed can harm others and oneself. This time is just to let you understand what the price of betrayal and deception is. Next time, it won't be so simple. What I give you, you can take; what I don't give you, you must not steal."
Liu Dezhu's eyes gradually regained some luster, "Boss, as long as you don't kill me, everything is negotiable!"
Before, Liu Dezhu almost thought he would die today.
However, the punishment hadn't ended, at least in Qing Chen's view, it shouldn't end this easily.