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... head for ages, but there was nothing—no response, no divine cheat codes. His soft, fair little face darkened, and he let out a string of curses:
"Damn it! I transmigrated and didn't even get a system?! Where's my golden finger? This is bullsh—this is just dogshit!"
He stood still for a while, but as the heat grew more unbearable by the minute, Mark realized he couldn't stay there any longer. If he kept going without shelter or water, he'd be dehydrated in no time. Without a filt ...
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