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... oked at Wangxu who was still telling the story with his head raised high.

"...What are you going to do?......" He thought to himself, at the same time, Wang Xu's eyes turned to him, and a mysterious smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

Gaia's keen Maozi has a keen intuition that this is not just a game, Wangxu seems to want him to be aware of something...but why didn't he just say it? However, the point of thinking ability has been mentioned countless times before, saying th ...

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