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.
Countdown 4:50:00.
Inside Secret Prison No. 18, Uncle Li Dong looked at the time and said, "It should have been a success over at City No. 18 by now."
Thinking of his comrades from days past breaking free after eight years, he felt his eight years of waiting had not been in vain.
As Cheng Xiao had said, if it weren't for worrying about the lives of those friends, he wouldn't have needed to be trapped here.
However, Uncle Li Dong never regretted it.
In his youth, he could die spectacularly for a belief with his friends, but as an adult, he was also willing to live a life of enduring humiliation for an ideal.
"Boss, I'm a bit curious," Lin Xiaoxiao voiced her doubts, "You mentioned that someone in City No. 18 would rescue Cheng Xiao and the others, but I didn't see you dispatch the Knight's Couriers or use the power of the Heng Society. So, who went to the rescue? Did you train other subordinates without me knowing?"