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... lonely and still on the road.
Bai Yifan lay on the driver’s seat, surrounded by papers tossed all over the floor.
Countless conversions of various numbers.
Bai Yifan rubbed his messy hair, then silently took the book that could measure intelligence to the kitchen.
Started a fire, burned the book, destroyed the evidence.
Then, he cleaned up the drafting papers and continued to absorb the crystal core on the driver’s seat.
He refused to believe that ...
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