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.
Taboo object ACE-011, sniper rifle
At dusk, as the setting sun cast slanted rays into Feiyun Courtyard, they illuminated Li Changqing, who was reading documents, with a unique beauty, as if every strand of her hair were coated with a layer of soft glow.
The average life expectancy of people in the Inner World wasn't high, yet it was a stage of extreme polarization.
Ordinary People had an average life expectancy of 53 years, but the lifespan of consortium members had reached a terrifying 95 years.
The level of modern technology was fully exemplified in each member of the consortium, and at this moment, 34-year-old Li Changqing could have passed for 24 or 25 in the Outer World.
Li Changqing was currently reviewing documents related to City Number One when she saw Liu Dezhu, limping as he appeared outside the courtyard, and carefully said, "Boss, I'm back."
The woman looked up at him and asked, "Where's Qing Chen?"