This Game Is Too Real
Chapter 508: The Eighth Person

Chapter 508: Chapter 508: The Eighth Person

"Roar—!"

The deafening roar echoed through the corridor, almost shattering the alloy walls and floors.

Meng Liang, covering his ears, had a twisted expression from the pain.

Poking his head out to look down the corridor, he could almost see the rings of dust lifted by the tremendous impact.

"Damn... this thing is wicked!"

Dodging a lethal strike that whooshed toward him, the Old Soldier glanced at the door panel embedded in the wall behind him, vibrating like a tuning fork, his face turning slightly pale.

That was a close call!

What kind of war goddess Sivir is this.

If he had been hit, even Brother Guang would likely have been split in two...

He thought he was facing a Shield Warrior, but that Decaying Knight simply banged twice, hurling his "shield" and "sword" at him and Su Ming like javelins.

"Dammit..."

Having taken a rebarsquare in the chest, Su Ming struggled to get up from the ground.

Ignoring the burning pain in his chest, he managed to concentrate his dizzy mind and picked up the Gauss Rifle that had fallen to the ground, aiming at the monster standing at the end of the corridor.

"Die!!!"

The moment his trigger finger pulled the trigger, sparks flew!

Countless bullets erupted from the barrel, striking the end of the corridor like a sudden downpour, and for a moment, sparks danced on the Decaying Knight’s armor.

Unfortunately, they did not penetrate his armor!

The Decaying Knight extended his right hand, grabbing the door panel of a room on the side, and with a fierce pull, he ripped it right off.

Both of their faces changed color, and while the Old Soldier continuously fired, he shouted at Su Ming beside him.

"The power’s not enough! Can your thing... charge up?"

He remembered that Night Ten’s Gauss Rifle could increase the penetrating power of a single mass bomb by charging it.

A fully charged lethal shot could even penetrate the armor of a Conqueror tank!

Realizing how absurdly strong the defense of that evolutionary body was, before the Old Soldier finished speaking, Su Ming had already taken a deep breath and propped up the weapon in his hands.

The numbers on the battery capacity indicator quickly declined, and the front end of the capacitor emitted a faint blue arc. The menacing barrel was brewing a terrifying energy!

"I need time!"

"How long?" Watching the Decaying Knight, who seemed unfazed even after a full burst, the Old Soldier growled while changing the magazine.

"Ten—"

Before he could finish speaking, a wild gust roared towards them, and the Decaying Knight at the end of the corridor suddenly exerted force on his feet, charging like a cannonball.

The expansive attack caught both of them off guard.

The sweeping door panel kicked up a hurricane, and with just one touch, it flung Su Ming along with his rifle, robbing him of any ability to act, and then another horizontal slash flew toward the Old Soldier, smashing him against the corridor wall.

"Cough—!"

The Old Soldier spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva from having accidentally bitten his lip and looked at the rifle in his hand, now broken in two, and threw it aside.

It was a stroke of luck that he had instinctively blocked; otherwise, just that last strike would have been enough to send him back home for good.

Thinking of this, the Old Soldier couldn’t help but feel a chill of fear.

Such terrifying strength—

Quantifying its attributes, it might have broken a hundred by now!

The deadliest part was that its speed and defensive power were in no way weak; it even had the absolute defense of a turtle shell and the stubborn vitality unique to slime fungus.

Even if occasionally a bullet penetrated its defense’s weak spot, it was nowhere near enough to inflict a fatal wound.

This was simply not a fight between equals!

"Damn it..."

Old Soldier gritted his teeth and pulled out the short sword hanging at his waist, and as the Decaying Knight charged at him once again, he fiercely slashed at its head.

There was only a dull clang!

He felt as if his short sword had chopped into a mountain, sending a brief jolt of pain through the base of his thumb. Before he could regain his senses, he was already sent flying by the door panel pressed against his chest.

His bullet-proof armor caved inward from the impact, Old Soldier let out a muffled groan, and his back slammed heavily onto the ground.

Meanwhile, the Decaying Knight’s head had only lost a layer of its dark red fungal matting due to the toothpick-like short sword.

His full-strength blow hadn’t even left a scratch on the helmet.

But then again...

That was power armor.

Old Soldier smiled wryly, thinking if he had known he was going to encounter a Decaying Knight, he would never have come here.

However, there was no use crying over spilt milk; he was just thankful that he had seized the opportunity to save his progress earlier.

Step by step, it approached him.

The Decaying Knight raised its right arm high, and as the tightly grasped door panel in its hand was about to smash Old Soldier into mush,

at that moment, its movements suddenly halted.

With half an eye open, Old Soldier noticed that the area he had struck with his sword was revealing half a palm-sized set of tactical goggles.

That spot had previously been covered by a thick layer of fungal mat.

Unsettling crimson light flickered behind the goggles, suddenly a series of pale blue ripples swept across the lens.

The entirely paralyzed power armor, even its reactor shut down, seemed to awaken after activating a certain program.

A limited amount of electricity surged from the backup power supply, the reverse-driven mechanics completely halted its actions, and solidly froze its raised right arm in place.

Even if the flesh underneath the steel had rotted away—

The will he left behind still controlled this invincible suit of armor.

Accompanied by a hissing exhaust noise, a cylindrical fusion battery popped out from the back of the armor. At the same time, a growl mixed with electrical noise leaked from the helmet.

"Kill... me..."

There was no time for hesitation.

Su Ming, regaining the ability to move, bit his teeth to prop up half his body, and threw a cylindrical plasma grenade in the direction of Pangolin with all his might.

"...The silver pull ring is the switch! Plug this into the power armor’s battery socket... behind it!"

Understanding his intent, before he even finished speaking, Old Soldier grabbed the grenade that had rolled in front of him, quickly rolled behind the Decaying Knight, and yanked the fusion battery from its back.

Then he pulled the pin from the grenade and forcefully jammed it into the loose battery slot.

"Get away fast!"

There was no need for Su Ming’s warning; Old Soldier, having completed the series of actions, had already instinctively dived forward.

Almost simultaneously, a blinding white light erupted from behind the Decaying Knight, with exploding sparks and leaping arcs scattering in all directions.

Plasma, as tangible as a solid, flooded into the power armor’s interior, instantly turning the slime fungus filling the armor into charred remains.

"Roar—!"

The pained roar shook the entire corridor.

As if the piercing white light had drained all the strength from his body, the scarlet glow behind the tactical goggles gradually faded, and the entire suit of armor lost power completely. The body leaned slightly forward and fell heavily to its knees on the ground.

Watching the evolutionary body finally be killed, the Old Soldier, lying on the ground, finally let out a sigh of relief. After panting for a long time, he clenched his teeth and dragged his electro-paralyzed body up from the ground.

Unbeknownst when, Su Ming, holding a Gauss Rifle, had already walked in front of the power armor and silently watched it, not speaking for a long time.

Pulling off the inwardly dented breastplate, the Old Soldier moved to his side.

"Acquaintance?"

"Mhm."

Su Ming silently nodded.

The Old Soldier’s Adam’s apple moved.

He had guessed the person’s identity but still asked.

"He is..."

"Captain Lu."

Su Ming didn’t say much, reaching into the opened helmet’s faceplate and pulling out a black card attached to the inside of the helmet, clutching it tightly in his hands before finally tucking it into the exoskeleton’s compartment.

That was a backup of the power armor’s activity log.

The recordings inside might explain what exactly happened here...

Hearing that there was no noise outside, Meng Liang nervously walked out from a nearby room.

Looking at the motionless power armor standing there, he swallowed his saliva.

"Is it over?"

"Ah, it’s over," the Old Soldier looked toward the room at the end of the corridor with a complex expression, "The Manager’s Office is just ahead."

The three of them continued forward.

The Old Soldier stretched out his hand to the sliding door, expecting some sort of mechanism to block their way, but to his surprise, the door opened effortlessly.

Behind the door was a simply decorated room.

There was just a bookshelf without books, a desk, a chair, and a terminal on the desk.

Meng Liang hurried to the terminal and started it up. He slammed his hands on the touch keyboard, operating furiously for a while, but he couldn’t break into the system after many attempts.

"Try this." Su Ming walked over to him, patted his shoulder, and handed him the hard drive Yun Yi had given him earlier.

"Thank you."

Meng Liang took the hard drive somewhat sheepishly and plugged it into the terminal’s side port.

As the smart hacking program was uploaded and he operated rapidly, he finally obtained the password for the Manager’s Office terminal.

"The fire suppression system in the power room has been activated, the Lair is now dormant... It seems that that Weilante Person and the Academy researcher got a step ahead of us." Meng Liang let out a sigh of relief, slumping in the chair as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

In fact, just as Yun Yi had said, the Manager’s Office terminal might not be able to bypass core permissions to halt the power room reactor’s operation.

Fortunately, they had taken a second precaution, dispatching a team to manually activate the fire suppression system in the power room. Otherwise, they might now be facing trouble even more difficult than that previous evolutionary body.

"Regardless, the intelligence here is something we need," Su Ming looked at the terminal with interest, "What’s really inside."

"I’m looking, don’t rush..."

Meng Liang’s fingers danced over the virtual keyboard, quickly unlocking the encrypted files stored in the terminal machine and bringing up all the related data.

"Torch Plan..."

As he scrolled through the document displayed on the screen, Meng Liang’s frown tightened with each line he read.

Noticing the change in his expression, Old Soldier immediately asked,

"What does it say?"

Meng Liang was silent for a moment but then he shifted to make room.

"See for yourself."

Staring at the text on the screen, Old Soldier was dumbfounded.

Although his everyday conversation was no longer much of a problem, spoken and written language are two different things, and with the few characters he recognized, he was basically illiterate.

Especially with this kind of technical documentation, he couldn’t even understand the abstract.

Fortunately, Yun Yi, standing beside him, began to read it aloud, solving his illiteracy problem.

"...When all light has gone out and the world has fallen into an endless, boundless night, we shall raise the Torch, dispel all darkness, and rekindle the fire of civilization."

Old Soldier couldn’t help but ask,

"What does it mean?"

Eyes glued to the screen, Meng Liang lowered his voice and said,

"It means just what it says... The whole purpose of the ’Torch’ Plan isn’t for any current problem but to completely reboot a process that has entered a dead loop, after all other plans have failed."

He paused, then continued,

"This is not a conventional method of sheltering, but is more like a kind of shock therapy."

Old Soldier looked at him blankly.

"...Is there really a need to go that far?"

Perhaps because he was a player, and he maintained a player’s mindset, he felt that the world wasn’t all that bad.

Even though compared to the Prosperity Epoch, the Wasteland Era was undoubtedly like a rotten apple, he didn’t think it had yet reached the level of decay where it needed to be completely destroyed.

There were still many people living on this land, creating their own civilization in their way on the ruins.

Meng Liang took a deep breath and continued to stare at the screen,

"I can only try to understand their perspective... Clearing away the ruins on the Wasteland is indeed difficult – Looters, Variants, Mutants... But these are just small issues, there’s also the more deadly ’mutated slime fungus,’ which even nuclear weapons struggle to completely eliminate."

"According to the original plan stored in the terminal machine, the initiators of the Torch Plan tried to design a special system, mainly consisting of two parts: ’Fire’ and ’Handle.’"

"The goal of the former is to remove more than 99% of organic life from the planet’s surface with relatively low side effects, preserving only a pure and pristine environment. The latter aims to turn organic life beneficial to the new civilization into that surviving 1%, to be stored in a container called ’Handle.’"

"In the envisaged scenario, once the ’Torch’ is lit, the organic life on the surface will be harmlessly removed, and the organisms stored in the ’Handle’ will be released, by which time the surface ecological environment will gradually be restored to that of the Prosperity Epoch—even earlier."

Astonished as he read the words in the terminal machine, Yun Yi’s face filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t believe it.

The No.0 Shelter, rumored to end all suffering in the world and bring the curtain down on the Wasteland Era, was such a horrifying thing.

"...So, the premise of this plan is to kill everyone on this planet?"

"Yes," Meng Liang nodded, his face equally filled with complexity, "To be precise, it’s to kill all organic life outside of the ’Handle’."

"In the era of the Human Alliance, such a terrifying plan could actually get a budget," the Battlefield Atmosphere Group member couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Even as part of the setting for a game, it sounded too preposterous.

Meng Liang flipped through the contents of the plan and after a moment of silence, he ended up defending the United Human.

"This evil plan is not an official project funded by the United Human, but like many private refuges and commercial shelter projects, the budget mainly comes from social funding, in plain terms, primarily sponsored by a minority of social elites. Although the plan, like other commercial shelter projects, is supervised by United Human authorities, it was considered safe because its activation sequence is the last level."

"... And that’s considered safe?"

"Relatively safe. After all, the device will only activate after all other refuges and shelter plans are confirmed to have failed. By that time, there probably won’t be many living humans left on this planet, only Variants and other things."

Meng Liang paused for a moment before continuing.

"Such a project would be difficult to gain public support for, so the project planners concealed the entire content of the plan. Most of the research personnel only knew a part of the plan. For example... if you’re a researcher in the ’Light’ project team, you might think you’re developing secret weapons for the United Human. If you happen to be in the ’Handle’ project team, you would at most know that you’re involved in developing some kind of sturdy refuge facility."

"However, the plan ultimately did not succeed. One reason was the lack of time, and another was a researcher who discovered the conspiracy hidden by the higher-ups... When they realized that they were being used to create a weapon that could potentially kill themselves, almost everyone stood up against the project."

"Although the initiators of the plan repeatedly stated that the project would only be activated after all other shelter plans fail, people were no longer willing to believe those lying elites."

"The Torch Plan ultimately went bankrupt with less than 20% of the budget spent... Although in the last few years of the Prosperity Epoch, countless shelter plans went bankrupt, it’s quite rare for a project to go bankrupt due to collective opposition from the grassroots employees."

At this point, Meng Liang couldn’t help but feel emotional.

The entire project was like an accidental product.

Its existence was an accident, and its bankruptcy was also an accident.

As for whether the United Human authorities were ever tempted by the "superweapon capable of destroying 99% of organic life on the planet’s surface" mentioned in the unfinished blueprint, nobody knows.

All those who had participated in the plan, whether they were against it or supported it, had now turned into dust of history.

"... Where are the unfinished materials now?"

As Su Ming spoke, he glanced at Pangolin beside him without leaving a trace and unconsciously touched the gun at his waist.

Before coming down here, he had not anticipated that No.0 Shelter would be such a place.

But now that it had come to this point, the box hosting the devil had been opened. Whether the Torch Plan was completed or not, the materials related to that plan must not fall into the hands of the Weilante People.

Coincidentally, the person he was wary of had the same thought.

If it was just a few Black Boxes or a couple of power armors, letting the Army take some wouldn’t be a big deal, the Manager wasn’t so petty.

But this thing was different...

It threatened not just the Alliance, but everyone on the planet.

If it fell into the hands of the Weilante People, no one could guarantee that those big-nosed individuals wouldn’t do something even more evil... What it would turn into in the end, no one could say for sure.

Meng Liang’s eyes were firmly fixed on the screen, and his expression turned a tad solemn.

"The data stored on the refuge servers has been deleted."

"Deleted?!" Su Ming exclaimed in disbelief, "They just deleted the experimental data... and left the plan document?"

"The plan document was made public to the public after the entire project went bankrupt and is not a confidential document. Moreover, the plan is saved in read-only mode in the main server program, which can’t be deleted unless you have complete Manager privileges... It’s not possible to delete with just this terminal."

As he spoke, Meng Liang, who was typing on the virtual keyboard, suddenly stopped.

Noticing the change in his expression, Su Ming quickly followed up.

"What happened?"

Meng Liang hesitated for a moment. Considering that he was on his own here, and keeping in mind the stance of being allies with the company, he finally came clean.

"The means used to delete those data were not very sophisticated. Given some time, it’s actually possible to recover them... no, in fact, up until two months ago, someone was still trying to recover the deleted data. The archive room in X-13 Area had records of terminal access to the database frequently. Up until two months ago, the recovery work had been completed."

"However, the restorer did not upload the recovered data to the database... probably saved it on something like a portable hard drive."

"X-13 Area... it seems that the members of the Pioneer are there," Old Soldier said in a low voice, glancing at Su Ming’s right hand and unconsciously placing his hand near his weapon.

An eerie atmosphere lingered in the room.

Su Ming was wrestling with what to do, and Old Soldier was similarly conflicted about whether or not to reveal his undercover identity.

Was it really a good idea to let the corporation know that he was actually an Alliance undercover agent?

To steal the data as a member of the Army and have Night Ten take it back to the Alliance was also an option... After all, the outside world might not necessarily learn of the events unfolding here.

Compared to those ancient Survivor Forces, the Alliance was still too weak... but if they could control the weapon described in the Torch Plan, perhaps they could give the Alliance enough leverage to sit at the table with the Degenerate Empires.

Of course, it also might completely infuriate them.

Old Soldier couldn’t help but laugh and cry as he realized that the button deciding the fate of the world seemed to be, damn it, pushed into his hands again.

What to do?

Countless thoughts flickered through his brain at lightning speed.

When Vilic had incited him to assassinate Griffin, he had never been as torn as he was today.

"It’s really strange."

Oblivious to the thoughtful duo beside him, Meng Liang stared intently at the screen, murmuring to himself.

"...I thought those data were the ones they had deleted."

...

Refuge Power Chamber.

In the reactor room that housed the reactor, the dark red Lair throbbed rhythmically like a human heart.

The reactor in the center had almost been completely swallowed up by it.

It was noticeable that with each pulse, the Lair’s amplitude grew slightly and its frequency increased as well.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling window at the ovules that were in the process of hatching, Vanus, holding an assault rifle, felt his scalp tingle.

At this moment, they were only separated from the Lair by a floor-to-ceiling window.

Although the newly hatched entities wouldn’t be able to smash through the window and rush at his face, it wouldn’t be a problem for them to take the corridor around the power chamber and cut off their escape route.

As he watched one of the ovules burst, an unknown life form crawled out from inside. Vanus couldn’t help but hurry them along.

"Hey, how much longer, Academy boy?"

"Almost there."

"If you were under me, damn it--"

"Shut up."

Ignoring the rude Weilante man, Jiang Xuezhou stared expressionlessly at the console, rapidly typing on the keyboard.

Finally, after breaking through the last firewall, she showed a sigh of relief.

"Done?" Vanus immediately asked.

"Yes."

With her hands away from the operating interface, Jiang Xuezhou turned her gaze to the adjacent floor-to-ceiling window.

Almost simultaneously, in the reaction room separated from them by a wall, the ceiling panels opened outward, and milky-white crystalline fog poured down like a waterfall, showering on the Lair attached to the reactor.

The pulsating Lair suddenly contracted, dodging to the side as if electrocuted, while extending fleshy tendrils in an attempt to block the source of the coolant.

It had to be said, this creature was smart and had a clear idea of self-preservation.

However, in the face of a coolant powerful enough to cool the reactor, such struggles were in vain.

Including the ovules connected by the tendrils, the Lair, which was lively just a second ago, was instantly frozen into a block of ice.

The entire room was so cold that even the water vapor in the air had turned into ice crystals, and a layer of white frost had formed on the inside of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Seeing the Lair frozen, Vanus finally sighed with relief. As he lowered his gun muzzle, he also finally relaxed his tensed nerves.

"Well done."

Jiang Xue Zhou didn’t pay him any attention but just stared intently at the world that had its time paused by the frost, seemingly entranced for a moment by its beauty.

It’s so beautiful...

Although snow wasn’t rare in the Wandering Swamp, she had seldom appreciated it like this.

At that moment, an untimely cough came from the side.

"Hey, I know you can’t be bothered with me, but let me tell you, I’m planning to go to the Manager’s Office to meet up with my servant. You can stay here if you want, but if you want to come with me, you’d better hurry."

"Who wants to join you?" Jiang Xue Zhou rolled her eyes but bit her lip when she remembered that she was also heading to the same place.

Vanus grinned and slung his rifle over his shoulder.

The crisis had been averted.

The Lair was the biggest threat here.

However, at that moment, a dangerous premonition suddenly surged in his heart. He almost reflexively raised his gun and switched off the safety.

"Get down!"

Watching this sudden move by the Weilante person, Jiang Xue Zhou widened her eyes in surprise.

"What are you doing—"

Before she could finish her sentence, gunshots suddenly erupted without warning from a corner of the room.

"Ratatat—!"

Almost simultaneously, Vanus swiftly turned his rifle and pulled the trigger, but the barrage of bullets seemed to hit an invisible wall, merely creating a series of distorted ripples.

Hit by three bullets in the chest and one in the shoulder, Vanus grunted and fell backwards onto the ground.

And from behind the spreading ripples where his assault rifle had swept, a slender figure emerged.

The person wore a lightweight exoskeleton, and beneath the cracked breastplate was a blue coat.

She held a silenced pistol in her hand, and both her robust figure and the scar below her neck made it apparent that she was not of ordinary strength.

There was a hint of disarray on her wheat-colored face, indicating that the barrage Vanus fired had not been without effect on her.

Yet in comparison to Vanus lying on the ground, she was in far better shape.

Optical camouflage?!

Jiang Xue Zhou was shocked and immediately gave the command,

"Little Wang, take her down!"

But before her command was fully issued, an EMP grenade had already rolled to the side of her robotic dog before its weapon system had completely deployed.

At the same time, the person advanced and kicked the defensive pistol from her hand, and immediately after, a powerful hand firmly clutched her neck.

"Ugh!"

Gasping for air, her face quickly turned the color of liver.

She felt as though her neck was clamped by iron pincers, and despite her desperate struggles, she could not break free. Then, she was lifted off the ground by that very hand.

The smoothness of the movement was so fast that she couldn’t react at all.

But then again, that was to be expected.

She was never a front-line combatant, and the person before her, whether in terms of the speed, strength, or experience of their attack, was far beyond her own capabilities.

Glancing at the little lamb she held in her hand, the woman let out a mocking tsk-tsk sound from her mouth.

"Too weak."

Lying on the ground gasping for air, Vanus quietly gripped the pistol hidden at his waist looking for an opportunity while squinting at the unfamiliar face, unable to recall where he had seen her before.

The only thing he recognized was the jacket that no Waste Land Wanderer would be unfamiliar with.

Although not everyone who wore it was a Resident of the refuge, it was undoubtedly the standard issue for every Resident of the refuge.

"Who are you?"

"Take a guess."

Despite saying that, the woman didn’t give him any chance to guess and had no intention of leaving any vulnerabilities for this dishonest fellow.

With a casual flick of her right hand holding the silenced pistol, she aimed at his upper body and pulled the trigger until the last round in the magazine was spent.

Half of Vanus’s face was blasted into an unrecognizable mess, and he lay silently in a pool of blood, the gun in his right hand also falling out.

Looking at her teammate who died in an instant, Jiang Xue Zhou’s face completely lost its color, looking terrified at the person gripping her neck, her body uncontrollably trembling.

Especially when that person looked back at her, she even felt, for a moment, that her heart stopped beating.

"Hmm, you have a pretty face."

Examining the face filled with terror, the woman’s eyes shifted and a chilling smile suddenly emerged on her wheat-colored complexion.

"This face is mine now."

Ignoring Jiang Xue Zhou’s desperate struggle, the woman took a C-shaped pair of glasses from her waist and forcibly pressed them onto her face.

The green signal lights blinked.

With the Neural Connection Device placed on her, Jiang Xue Zhou jerked as if electrified, then her tense muscles and nerves relaxed together.

Confirming that the victim had entered the Virtual world, the woman smiled and patted the pale face before tossing her in the corner.

"Enjoy it slowly."

"Don’t thank me for letting you recall some pleasant moments in the last moments of your life."

Dropping this phrase, she reloaded the emptied silenced pistol. Meanwhile, her wheat-colored skin was gradually replaced by a pallor that hadn’t seen sunlight for a long time.

The changing optical image didn’t just alter her face and hair color but even her attire, not missing the smallest detail.

However, compared to a broken optic camouflage, this holographic modification system was not as useful.

Too far didn’t work, too close was also no good, it could only be used to cope with a situation momentarily.

To truly become another person entirely, she would have to read the other’s memories carefully and undergo cosmetic surgery.

She would consider doing this when she went back.

If the esteemed Lord Gui Xu thought it necessary to make use of the identity of that female researcher...

Taking out the timed Bomb hanging on her waist, the woman stuck it on a floor-to-ceiling window not far away.

After one last look at the frozen reactor, she turned and left the power room, heading towards the direction of the X-13 Area.

The surface operation should be ending now.

The Phase guns deployed nearby would be enough to incapacitate those two airships, and the troops led personally by Lord Gui Xu would also launch their attack at the same time.

Now, it was her turn to awaken her slumbering kin and reclaim what rightfully belonged to them from this ancient relic...

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(Thank you, "Fallen Leaves Have Their Own Path," for the leader’s reward!!!)

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