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... of surprise appeared in his eyes.

“So this is the experimental method that your Holy Land is drooling over?” mu Yu coldly replied.

“One of the Shang clan leader Shang Yuan’s experimental techniques ... Evolved body cloning ... How did you get the Shang clan leader’s cloning technique ...” The old man was deep in thought.

These young men and women were created through cloning technology. They had no thoughts and were just some kind of tool.

Previously, the Holy Lan ...

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