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The smog in Sector 9 didn’t taste like pollution.
It tasted like greed.
Ren Wu stepped out of the car and straightened his tie. The air reeked of sulfur, cheap incense, and desperate ambition—the kind that made people sell their souls for a promotion.
Before him stood Nether-Core Tower.
Fifty stories of black glass stabbing into the grey sky like a corporate middle finger. It was designed to intimidate—to make anyone who looked up feel small and powerle ...
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