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... task on his body was heavy. The lives of all people here are nothing but matter and molecules, what I have to do is to try my best to kill Chen Hongmeng. He clearly knew that saving Luo Tianyao and Qin Yunshuang back then was a waste of time, and he also knew that saving Meng Qingchen now was a foolish act.

But he dared not really give up on them...

He sticks to his heart. He felt that if he really regarded these people as matter and molecules, he would definitely have big problem ...

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