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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In the darkness of Prison No. 18, a warm breath suddenly emanated from one of the cells.
Gradually, the warm breath turned into scorching heat.
Waves of heat were billowing out of that cell, like the tides at the equator in the evening.
In the two cells next to this one, prisoners were frantically pounding on the alloy gates, shouting loudly for help.
Their cries for help grew fainter, and the water in their bodies was rapidly evaporating due to the high temperature. Just two minutes had passed, and they were already dehydrated.
Lin Xiaoxiao, who had been asleep on the first floor, suddenly got up. He went out to the square, looked up, and exchanged glances with Ye Wan, who had also sensed something was amiss, "Awakening of the elemental type?"
"Yes," Ye Wan nodded, "It's Liu Dezhu's cell."
Lin Xiaoxiao, shocked and confused, said, "What did this kid experience in the Outer World to have awakened?!"