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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Countdown 16:30:00.
At 7:30 in the morning, the vast march had been progressing northward for 30 minutes. Due to the immense size of the No. 18 city, according to plan, they would not reach the Third District until 7 o'clock in the evening.
Such a lengthy walk, coupled with the cold of deep autumn, posed a severe test of the students' physical endurance.
However, it was precisely through this means that they wished to demonstrate their determination.
Moreover, as they passed along the way, they hoped to attract more attention and bring the entire Federation's focus to this march.
The students even hoped that through the march in No. 18 city, students from other cities would be compelled to organize spontaneously.
At this very moment, countless eyes were on this place, some hoping for mishaps during the march, and others hoping for its success.