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... peration table.
The soldier quietly lay on the table.
Countless memories flashed through Lin Feng’s mind as death closed in on him.
He had an identical childhood to most people as if crafted in the same mold.
Later in life, he coincidentally got into designing and acquired himself a skill that could make a living.
Since he transmigrated into the wasteland, he and his sister lived a life full of anxiety, similar to most humans in the wasteland.
They ...
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