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... disappears. Already.
Fang Linyan squatted down and pressed the floor with his fingers. It was not as hard as the floor in the bedroom, but some Microsoft. It felt like an organism with body temperature and elasticity, and there was a wide and unusual square in front of it. Hundreds of people are squatting or standing or sitting on top, or talking loudly with gestures, like a market.
Everyone's head in the square was covered with a layer of mist, and even the five senses could not b ...
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