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... if it were autumn, one would surely see endless wheat fields undulating in the wind, but now in winter, the view held only a few patches of uncollected dry hay.

Buildings started to reappear in the originally boundless wilderness, seemingly indicating the electric train was once again entering lands under human control. However, Feng Xue was not pleased but simply reached out for his pocket watch, glanced at it, and frowned,

"At this rate, according to the train timetable, it sh ...

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