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.
97, Revenge
...a New Year's greeting?
Hu Xiaoniu's father didn't respond immediately, he didn't even understand how their conversation had turned to this subject.
The fellow students were also a bit confused; the Liu Dezhu before their eyes didn't seem to fit the image of a powerful expert they had in mind.
Alongside them, a student from Class 3 of Grade 2 whispered to the class monitor Yu Junyi, "Hey, do you think he might have a 'system'?"
"A system?" Yu Junyi was puzzled; he didn't understand what that meant.
In Class 3 of Grade 2, Yu Junyi had always been someone who neither played games nor read novels, so he had no idea what a system was.
The classmate patiently explained: "It's like the systems in web novels, where the system issues all sorts of messy tasks to the host, and then makes the host stronger."
"Ah?" Yu Junyi was stunned.