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... about 10°C, but Clove Russell's body was drenched in sweat. In his sleep, he instinctively wiped his face.
The next second, Clove Russell suddenly sat up, his eyes fiercely scanning the room. Gradually, he looked around in confusion, unable to understand where he was or what was happening.
He had clearly been lying on the battlefield, pierced through the abdomen by the Zombie Lord, waiting to die. How did he end up here?
It wasn't until he saw the digital clock on the tab ...
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