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Chapter 1129 - The Unlucky Kishida
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... d his diary.
There was no beauty here. It was barren everywhere; sand was the only scenery. The uninteresting view and boring life made it difficult even to search for a few hundred words for his diary.
But it was fine, or how else would he kill his spare time?
When he looked up at the wall clock on the wall, it was about time. Wang Qiang stuffed the diary into the drawer and headed out.
When he walked through the corridor, he couldn’t see a soul.
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