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... mumbled.

“When other people transmigrate, they use a heaven-defying immortal artifact or a divine-grade cultivation technique! Why did my system give me a green tortoise?”

Xiao Changtian lowered his head and sighed.

In his previous life, he was an animal caretaker. Because he stayed up late to cultivate, he suddenly died and transmigrated.

He had thought that after transmigrating, he would be able to obtain a cheat system and be invincible in the other world!

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