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.
"Why leave? I want to hear what Liu Dezhu has to say!" Nan Gengchen muttered.
Qing Chen glanced at him, "What's so interesting about that? Are you a Time Traveler? If not, there's no point in listening."
Nan Gengchen choked a bit, "But this is first-hand information from the Inner World. What if we... end up time-traveling in the future? It might be useful."
"Not interested," Qing Chen said nonchalantly.
"Time traveling would be so interesting," Nan Gengchen said. "If both of us traveled to the Inner World, we could become Transcendents or even transform ourselves with mechanical limbs and become superheroes. Then I'd form a League of Troubled Fathers with you. Sounds exciting, doesn't it?"
Qing Chen: "..."
In the end, a group of teachers blocked the reporters at the downstairs, the school is a place for learning, how could they let outsiders stir up trouble?
During the first period break, a figure stealthily climbed over the school's fence.