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.
173, Unfathomable boss
"What level are you now?" Qing Chen asked.
He walked shoulder to shoulder with Yangyang on the sidewalk after the rain, the ground covered with leaves patted down by the downpour, clinging tightly to the surface.
Qing Chen suddenly realized that the girl was really tall; at his height of 1.82 meters, he could look at her at eye level when he turned his head, no need to lower it at all.
Yangyang, with the hood of her sweatshirt over her head, answered, "I don't even know what level I am."
"How can you not know your own level?!" Qing Chen exclaimed in surprise.
"I was on the high-speed train to Los Angeles City when a countdown suddenly appeared on my arm," Yangyang explained. "By the time I passed through, I was alone in the wilderness with my Federal ID Card and some living supplies in my travel bag beside me. When I got back to Federal City, I was unfamiliar with everything and afraid to ask questions."
Qing Chen realized, so she's a lone wolf after all.