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... My world is a world of shelter, and one of my duties is to Collect drift bottles and establish communication between the worlds."

"That's it, okay, I'll take this job." Xingguang nodded in agreement.

Chapter 148 The will of the world also has to work

To become a world administrator, there is no need to sign a contract. When both parties really agree, the contract has been reached.

"Then what do I need to do?" Xingguang asked again and again.

"It's nothing, it's ...

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