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... as the grey structure emerged through the ruined buildings and stories, it hadn’t been long ago that they were just a band of survivors—scraped together by chance and stubbornness to live and survive.
But now, the difference in them was undeniable. The nights spent resting in the small house had not been peaceful, but they had been crucial.
In those days, every one of them had consumed crystals until their minds had become numbed and refused to absorb another one.
Zhao R ...
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