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... e hospital for a while."
"Chronic cold legs?"
Juro Ishiguro instinctively felt something was off, but it was too late.
At the entrance of Yunding's lower level, 41st floor of the mega skyscraper.
A few slackers had already arrived at the entrance registration desk.
The blue-haired, bun-headed beauty at the reception desk wore a formulaic gentle smile and said to the visitors,
"Welcome to Yunding, guests. Would you like to connect to our terminal?" ...
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