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... e dream simulation ‘Era of Mist,’ surviving for a hundred and eighty days. The difficulty level of this dream was one; we are now processing your settlement.”

Chen Xu’s surroundings changed as he once again heard the system’s mechanical voice, feeling relieved yet somewhat melancholic.

The final expedition had gone incredibly smoothly; after two offensives, the ‘Taiji’ organization was at the end of its rope. Humanity had nearly swept through their base with unstoppable force.

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