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... eeing the task in his mind, Lin Yi thought about it for a while.

He didn’t quite understand what the specific content of the duty was.

“System, what do you mean by ‘redemption’? What is the content of the task?”

[Please figure it out yourself.]

“Motherfucker.”

Lin Yi cursed in his mind, feeling that the system was becoming deeper and deeper, not knowing if it had reached the age of adolescent trouble.

Sitting back on the couch, Lin Yi repeatedly lo ...

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