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... ronic and mechanical noises, the entire quiet monitoring system was reactivated online. Murphy looked back to see those monitors, which were previously unobservable, lit up one by one. After a series of signal searches, those screens quickly came to life.

On one screen, he saw an excessively large black wolf hiding in the wind, silently speeding through the vast expanse of white snow. On another, he saw a strange creature resembling a Canglong (an ancient Chinese dragon), freely enjoying ...

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