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.
Los Angeles Second People's Hospital, emergency department.
The previously quiet department was suddenly filled with Kunlun members.
These young warriors had been lively and vigorous while catching criminals, but after the fight, they all lay in bed wailing, clamoring for the nurses to give them painkillers.
However, their injuries were just minor scratches.
At first, the nurses thought they were pretending to be pitiful to strike up a conversation, a type of patient they had seen often. They were about to purposely give them a few messy injections.
But when they heard that they had been injured while saving others, they didn't go through with it.
Moreover, they discovered that these young warriors were genuinely in pain.
In fact, this type of pain has a specific term in the Inner World: post-overload syndrome.
Ordinary people might experience lactic acid build-up when they over-exercise, which feels sore but satisfying.