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.
256, The Ways Time Traveler Makes Money
At the Qing's home on Xingshu Road, Qing Chen, when no one was paying attention, sneaked a few looks at the communicator and then furrowed his brow.
"What's wrong, Brother Chen?" Nan Gengchen asked.
"The group of spoiled brats from the class next door are going to prison. They went to Liu Dezhu with money this morning, hoping to get him to look after them in prison," Qing Chen explained.
"Ah?" Nan Gengchen was stunned, "How much money?"
"Three million, which is no small amount for us," Qing Chen continued, "But I've already had Liu Dezhu turn them down, after all. He's been released from prison, and there's a difference between making money and scamming money."
"Oh, that's a shame," Nan Gengchen muttered, "XiaoTongyun and I can only bring back a few gold bars at a time to the Outer World; it would take us more than ten trips to gather up that three million."
"Yeah," Qing Chen nodded, "I also feel a bit pained over those three million."