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... Nine’s hands started moving, their speed and motion leaving afterimages.
Three minutes later,
the pile of blocks scattered on the coffee table had been assembled into a large octopus.
"You lost!"
Uncle Nine smiled slightly, placing the octopus on the coffee table.
Across from him was a man, roughly in his thirties, wearing only a pair of underwear. At that moment, he was kneeling on the ground, frantically and hurriedly piecing together the blocks. Upon he ...
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