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... aised his right hand, and a golden compass emerged. He stretched out his fingers and pressed it, and the true energy in his body surged out, stirring up a gust of wind around him.
The golden compass rotated slowly, blooming dazzling brilliance in mid-air, and then, the pointer on it suddenly reversed crazily.
"There is drama!"
He is very clear that a situation like this should have changed, and what can be calculated.
Sure enough, the golden pointer spun rap ...
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