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... and she had seen cows in ice armor galloping through the ice field chased by giant elephants, and she had personally experienced the indescribable giant octopus in the lake. tentacle

In short, it is a very bizarre dream, in which all kinds of bizarre creatures emerge in an endless stream.

It's just that every time she wakes up, she always has some doubts, because as a dream, it's a little too clear.

With the attitude of trying it out, Alice entered the biological characteris ...

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