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The first light of dawn seeped into the strategy chamber, a muted gold spilling across the polished floor, stretching elongated shadows like silent sentinels. Lin Feng stood motionless before the translucent wall display, his eyes tracing the abstract map before him—no longer a representation of borders or territories, but of influence, power, and the shifting tides of ideological warfare.
Three days.
That was all it had taken for the *Roots of Reform* campaign to fracture th ...
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