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... l and aftereffects it brought to the innocent transmigrator were nasty. His body had no strength in it, and his headache was the type that could make people wish for death.
’What world is this?’
No childish voice rang in his brain to answer his question.
When his eyes finally regained focus, he scanned the place where he woke up.
It was a cramped and messy bedroom. Books were all messily piled atop one another on the table. Some papers were sticking out in between ...
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