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... benefactor, your choice. But remember, even taking a dump counts as part of your time."
The Great Monk made a gesture of invitation.
"Forget it, I won’t go anymore."
Nightingale changed her mind.
"To go or not, the choice is yours."
"Ten."
"Nine."
"Eight."
"..."
The Great Monk began counting down directly.
"Are you counting down your own life, you bald donkey?"
A sudden voice entered his cybernetic cochlear ...
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