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Afterglow of Chinese Martial Arts
In the ten-mile foreign market, under the neon lights, people in suits and leather shoes mingled with each other, and it was also a life-or-death fight in the dark alley with fists and fists breaking through the air. Chen Qingyang, who was carrying a lost secret, wandered from the north and stepped into the world of Shanghai, which was full of money and wealth. He thought that national martial arts was dead and that all that was left was a gorgeous skeleton for people to admire. However, when he
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Late Night Strange Eyes and Hearings
Working overtime late at night, through the office glass, he could always see a window with a light on in the abandoned building opposite. Under the lamp, a figure exactly like him was waving to him. At first he thought it was a hallucination due to fatigue, until that day, the calendar on his desk was torn to three months in the future, and all his colleagues said that he had been "missing" for ninety days. In order to regain the stolen time, he was forced to step into the bizarre and mysteriou
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Neon Blade: Wasteland Heroes
The neon lights of Xinqiong City are always woven with false prosperity, and in the gaps of the steel jungle, there is darkness under the monopoly of consortiums. Prosthetic transformation and ancient martial arts collide in the cyber wave, and the boundary between flesh and machine becomes increasingly blurred. He is a lonely soul wandering in the gray area. His modified prosthetics hide a deadly edge, and the old blade on his waist reflects the glimmer of troubled times. He was once an outcast
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There Is an Echo in the Neon Embers
In future era 307, the suspended city wall floats and sinks in the quantum fog, and neon lights separate day and night. Gene editing and consciousness uploading have become the mainstream of civilization, emotions are encoded into quantifiable data, and intimate relationships are reduced to a appendage of algorithmic matching. He is a "data scavenger" who is outside the system, salvaging deleted memory fragments in the torrent of discarded information. His fingertips are stained with the ashes o
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Silent Free Throws at Neon Stadium
He clicked on the basketball game called "Ultimate Arena" at his rental house at three in the morning, and fell into an absurd cycle with no exit. The neon lights of the virtual stadium are always flashing, but they cannot illuminate any opponent's face; the rules are written all over the screen, but no one can tell what "victory" actually is. Absolute silence must be maintained during free throws, otherwise the basketball will turn into a ghost; teammates are AIs that only repeat "passing", but
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