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By now, he had already pulled Betty’s pants down to her ankles, just one step away from complete removal. Betty’s face was flushed, her features contorted as if she was on the verge of tears.

Deep inside, she was praying that Michael would only engage in oral activities and perhaps use his fingers as he had the previous night, even i ...

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There were thousands of participants in the game show. They would all start by parachuting from a plane and land randomly in a primary forest.

The participants would have to rely only on a backpack, a water bottle, and a dagger to survive.

Yu Beier was only eight years old when he joined the game show so that he could buy the cure for his ill mother with the prize money. He was the youngest to have ever participated, and he had accidentally woken up a wilderness survival system.

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[Ding! You have received Max-leveled Hunting Skill!]

[Ding! You have received Max-leveled Building Skill!]

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