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“The Executive Producer’s heart is bleeding?” Wang Yun burst into laughter upon hearing this. "Wow, wow, 666!" "666!" "What is the production team thinking? Our Big Brother risked it all to steal the Dazzling Starry Sky necklace, and now you want it back? Isn't the Skynet show supposed to mirror reality? Why should Big Brother return the stolen necklace?" "Exactly, can't the show take a joke?" "The production team is stuck between a rock and a hard place. The budget is being drained at…-
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"Is it possible for it to change its shape?" Wu Qingsong wondered. He was far more optimistic than Ling about the potential of this newfound ability. His optimism, however, hinged on one crucial factor, Ling's capacity to control it with greater finesse. Even if the object were minuscule, what if it could morph into a needle? What if it had the ability to move at high speeds? Considering its remarkable hardness, Wu Qingsong was convinced that its destructive force, if accelerated, would rival that of…-
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Wu Qingsong had been on the lookout for a chance to speak privately with Ling, eager to persuade her to consider giving it a try. But the temporary camp in the forest was too cramped, with people milling about at all hours. To make matters worse, after her second awakening, Liuli had become more clingy than ever, sticking close to both Wu Qingsong and Ling. This left virtually no opportunity for a private conversation. Finally, on the third night in the camp, when Liuli had drifted off to sleep and most…
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It wasn't until the third day that Liuli finally consented to give it another try. Observing her nervous demeanor, Wu Qingsong couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Yet, the secret they were pursuing could very well determine everyone's future. His only option was to reassure and encourage her until she felt at ease. "It's going to be alright," he assured her, softly patting her head to calm her down. Then, with a more serious expression, he placed his palm over her heart. Liuli's heartbeat…
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Even in the dim glow of the oil lamp, the blush on Ram's face was vividly apparent. Wu Qingsong couldn't help but stifle a laugh. Despite how provocatively Ram had acted around him before, often intentionally teasing him, this tiny detail exposed her true self. If she were genuinely a woman of flirtatious nature, she wouldn't be showing this kind of vulnerability. A faint tremor ran through Ram's body, but she did her best to maintain an air of indifference. To Wu Qingsong, she seemed far more…
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Harold had never been overly curious about Wu Qingsong's past, content to know only what Wu Qingsong was willing to share. Perhaps this was because he initially viewed their relationship strictly in the context of employer and employee. But after personally taking the life of a half-elf, their relationship could never revert to such simple terms. Ram, conversely, had always been keenly interested in Wu Qingsong's background. She had made numerous subtle attempts to pry more information from him, albeit…
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Laughter erupted in the command control room's livestream as soon as Zhang Xingchen spoke. While everyone else was flaunting their skills, human or otherwise, Zhang Xingchen was the only one getting thrashed. It was already his fourth attempt, and the audience couldn't help but revel at the sight of his deeply frustrated expression. "So pitiful!" "Condolences to him!" "His face is swollen!" "Time to leave Earth and find a secluded spot to lick his wounds." Viewers were mercilessly mocking…
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The moment Wang Yun’s voice resonated throughout the common center room, everyone froze in disbelief. Even the torrent of real-time comments in the livestream came to a standstill. Everyone was flabbergasted by his words and what he was wearing. A few seconds later, Hong Feng was the first to snap out of his stupor. His face lit up with realization and awe. "Ah, I see. Extreme sports, wingsuit flying. Impressive, very impressive." Hong Feng's amazement acted like a switch, sparking a flood of…
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"Captain Hong Feng, we've found Wang Yun on the surveillance footage," Skyhawk reported. Hong Feng's orders were audible to Skyhawk, who immediately played the footage on the screen. In the video, Wang Yun walked out from the banquet hall, took out some gum, chewed it briefly, and then approached the camera. With a broad grin, he used the gum to obscure the camera lens. Observing Wang Yun's satisfied smile, Hong Feng's eyebrows were slightly furrowed. He looked down at his laptop, where he…
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It was a success. Wang Yun stood atop the 450-meter-tall skyscraper, shedding his drenched suit as the live broadcast briefly went dark. He donned the pre-arranged gear that was set aside and took a casual seat at the edge of the building. Once again, he placed the live broadcasting chip on him and activated it. "The view up here isn't half bad," Wang Yun murmured, a satisfied smile gracing his face. *** "Whoa, whoa, 666! Those skills, aren't they insane?" "Is this what you call vocal…
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