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... ning a random reward of a God-level skill.

Congratulations Host on earning the God-level wingsuit flying skill.

Ding, congratulations Host on amassing a total of 343,500 shock points.

Stepping out from the construction site, Wang Yun heard the systems voice in his mind, prompting a faint smile to grace his lips.

The God-level skill from the random reward seems useless, Wang Yun mumbled to himself, shaking his head. f reeweb novel.com

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