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Chapter 279 - Future Arrangements
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... as bright, but it was not as bright as noon or afternoon.
“Clang — Clang — Clang — Clang…”
A dull bell rang.
It was the bronze bell ringing.
After ringing about it eight times, it meant that it was eight o’clock in the morning. It was not dawn but morning already.
“This…”, Kant was a little stunned.
This seemed to be no different from the time when he had just come to the room to sleep.
Could it be that he had on ...
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