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.
171. Rainy Night, Bloody Water, Assassin (10,000-word chapter, seeking monthly votes) _3
Qing Chen squatted where the seedlings had lifted off, examining the dust and soil on the ground.
Just then, his eyes lit up. Indeed, the fine metal material in the dust was radiating outwards.
That was the shape of a magnetic field.
He suddenly felt a pang of envy. Who wouldn't want to fly? With that ability, couldn't you go wherever you desired?
Speaking of which, Qing Chen had still not had the opportunity to ask his teacher if there was still a chance to become a Transcendent after becoming a Knight.
Wait, Qing Chen suddenly looked up at the night sky. The direction the seedlings had flown was towards the desolate Mang Mountain, but Liu Dezhu's home was in the south!
He returned home speechlessly and looked at the letter from the holder of the Devil's Stamp: Have you decided what you want? Hehe.
Qing Chen impatiently wanted to reply to the letter just to disgust the sender.
However, just as he was about to take a knife to bleed himself, he suddenly laughed quietly.