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... phony of guesses, the captain furrowed his brows and remained silent.
He found himself still in a mild state of confusion, not much different from Zhang Yuan’s original thoughts. If the future of humanity was predetermined and had been written into some universal function, then what was the point of striving?
This thought occurred not only to him but to most of the people seated there; it was an inescapable topic.
"You could think of it this way," Zhang Yuan replied, "the ...
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