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... > Within the Academy of the Torch, towering mountains loomed, shrouded in mist, as figures hurriedly flew by.
In a place dedicated to closed-door cultivation, the Dean, having finished a round of training, opened the panel and, seeing the golden-colored prompt message, revealed a smile of fatherly contentment on his face.
At this moment, the situation in the outside world was quite severe, but precisely because of this, self-improvement was urgent.
Disaster relief needed ...
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