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This is practically a ghost city. "No shops, no entertainment venues, can't even find residential areas. What kind of crappy place is this?" Wen Luan cursed angrily. Thick fog permeates, the domes and spires of buildings float in the cloud sea, intersecting vertically and horizontally, like magnificent aerial pavilions. Many tall, antique stone sculptures serve as columns for these buildings, with ivy patterns winding around metal railings. The overall view cannot be clearly seen; the entire city…
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Daily Life Another morning, seemingly no different from any other. Nan Shi opened his eyes and discovered he wasn't face-to-face with any terrifying thing. He cautiously sat up and looked around, noticing the room was completely quiet today. The incense on the long table had burned out, breaking into segments of ash that lay quietly on the lotus-shaped incense burner, as if no one had come in even halfway through. Qinglan hadn't emerged to pull any more of her tricks, causing his heart to…
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The so-called good fortune of having one's misfortune washed away after traveling through time ultimately did not befall Wen Luan. What skill does driving a bus count as? The White Whale Galaxy has no cars, only flying saucers. Forget about operating systems, even the current writing system is incomprehensible to Wen Luan. The red-haired beauty from the Household Registration Office sadly informed him that the kingdom had no need for the "lost technology" Wen Luan was skilled in, nor were there any…
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Shen Lian didn't know how much time had passed; it might have been several minutes, or perhaps longer. At least when he was awakened by that eerie sound, he could still maintain consciousness. The noise sounded like someone had amplified the decibel level of opening and closing drawers many times over. He saw a human face. A face with unfocused pupils, sallow complexion, and skin that had lost its elasticity. Instinctively, Shen Lian adjusted his posture slightly, swinging the saw horizontally…
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Word Test Nan Shi hadn't yet decided how to respond when the old man suddenly burst into laughter, the surrounding chill vanishing without a trace. He looked at Nan Shi's slightly contracted pupils, awkwardly rubbed his nose, realizing he had gone too far with the joke: "Just joking! If Mr. Nan wants to do something, then go ahead! This old one comes from a clean background, doesn't do unlawful things! Are you not very convenient today? Why don't I come tomorrow instead?" Nan Shi really couldn't hold…
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Shen Lian recalled his previous suicide attempts. They were all very artsy. He looked at the saw in his hand. Very violent. Slowly, he brought it up to his neck. Something from the neighboring morgue knocked on the door. "Wow." My life isn't meant to end yet, he thought, removing the saw. Alright, he feared this thing in his hand. Too violent, too direct. Just like jumping off a building or lying down on railway tracks—blood-soaked methods. Depression was when one's soul…
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Wen Luan felt like he was soaking in hot springs, with a soothing comfort permeating through every pore. This made him unable to resist pulling up the quilt, covering his head to block out the light, and continuing to sleep lazily. In the blur, the sounds of conversation continually reached him from all around. "Quick look, it's just this kind of bed… Without sturdy materials, it creaks when you lie on it. I've only seen replicas before in museums. Ah, the daily necessities of life back then were…
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New Customer Nan Shi slumped in his chair, pondering from all angles. In the end, he decided to open up a game session for some respite. As for tonight's affairs—by five o'clock this afternoon, he would close shop and head home! He had no intention whatsoever of doing business with ghosts! Avoidance might be shameful, but it was effective! As the sun gradually ascended to its zenith, the pedestrian street also slowly became bustling with activity. There were always customers who had finished…
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In the vast expanse of the cosmos, humanity's footprint had expanded far beyond its earthly confines. Yet this same boundless universe also constrained the dissemination of information. Different star systems stood like isolated islands in a sea of space. Nations situated along major interstellar trade routes thrived with wealth and prosperity, while those more remote languished in poverty. The White Whale Galaxy witnessed countless conflicts each day—wars fought over resources, control of…
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"I want to curse that bastard who stole my money!" Wen Luan angrily slammed his hand on the steering wheel. The few coins in his pocket had disappeared; during lunchtime, lacking these cents, the strict highway service area hamburger shop refused to provide him with a bacon sandwich. "The suspicious fellows I encountered today… it seems there were only those three travelers from the morning," Wen Luan thought, turning his neck uncertainly. But those three hadn't even approached him. Could…
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The lights in the main hall were on, their glow stark white, perfectly matching the atmosphere of a hospital horror film. Shen Lian stopped crying and carefully examined the people in the main hall. Including himself, there were twelve individuals in total. The burly man holding a fire axe appeared extremely menacing; no one dared to approach him. A woman dressed in professional attire sat in a chair. Shen Lian noticed she was barefoot—she must have removed her high-heeled shoes. Nearby,…
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No need. "I'm back." Nan Shi imperceptibly rubbed his arms. To be honest, although he had been living here for two months already, he was still incredibly anxious—after all, which normal person could feel utterly at ease and comfortable living in the ghost… ahem, ancient residence that every city must have? Standing by the second gate was this young man clad in an indigo jacket, his spine slightly bent forward, presenting an appearance of great reverence. "Young Master has returned? The mountain…
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"What in blazes is that thing?" The pirates stared at the screen with horror etched on their faces. In the White Whale Galaxy, only the Deep Blue Kingdom revered the lost civilizations of old. Only on Deep Blue could one find remnants of ancient architecture and sculptures from bygone eras. These barely educated buccaneers strained their memories for any clue. "It looks like a human," someone ventured. "And what he's riding seems to be a winged horse—yes, I've heard they have such creatures in…
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What place could allow you to gain a quicker and more comprehensive understanding of an unfamiliar era? A library? No, Wen Luan discovered that the interstellar pirates' makeshift warehouse was even better suited for this purpose! Wen Luan found himself within a peculiar semi-circular fortress known as the "Lighthouse" by the pirates. This served as both a landmark delineating their territories for raids and a storage facility. Each pirate had their own spaceships or space warships; none actually…
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When Wen Luan regained consciousness, he suspected he had fallen into a junkyard. It wasn't that this place was dirty or smelly; rather, various objects were haphazardly piled around him in disarray. He found himself lying on a large fragment of a flying saucer's control panel, with a tipped-over European-style wooden cabinet before him. Resting against it was half an robotic arm, its severed end still crackling with electric sparks emitting blue flashes. Slowly, he crawled to his feet, but saw no…
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Wen Luan had never drafted a life plan for himself. For his first twenty years, he lived in an ordinary western small town where each day was a repetition of the last, with few strangers ever passing through. Even when lost travelers stumbled upon Meteorite Town—a place so unremarkable and desolate it could never persuade outsiders to stay—they always left quickly. Sometimes they departed so swiftly that Wen Luan didn't even notice how they'd gone, but this mattered little to him as their presence…
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The spacious room was dimly lit; only near the corridor did lamps cast their glow. Throughout Deep Blue City, the architectural style of all buildings closely resembled that of the lost civilization's Baroque era. However, on domes and railings, some distortions reflective of the current age had been incorporated, along with extensive use of dark metallic materials. But this room was clearly different— Its walls were made of stone blocks with a firm texture, adorned by wall sconces shaped like…
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"Xi'er's energy signature has vanished; he has already left Deep Blue." Knight Andros, clad in black armor, entered an old, small church. A beam of light shot through the skylight at the top of the church, illuminating the cross on the altar at its very front. Upon closer inspection, however, one would discover that this sacred radiance was actually just a concentrated spotlight installed within the stained glass skylight—Even here in the ground district of Deep Blue, the sky was perpetually…
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Following the direction of Deep Blue's rotation, at the far ends of each vast frozen plain lay colossal light pillars resembling transparent shafts. These pillars stood separate from the sea areas and extended straight through the atmosphere all the way up to connect with two space fortresses suspended beyond Deep Blue's orbit. One of these light pillars was for flying saucers entering Deep Blue; the other was for departure. A spaceship with a pitted outer hull shot out along one such light…
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A silvery-white airship burst forth from the blizzard raging over the frozen plain. Its metallic hull shimmered with an ever-changing sheen as it activated perfect camouflage. Hidden within dense dark clouds, concealed by darkness, there was not even the slightest energy fluctuation around the airship—it resembled nothing more than a leaf swept along by the gale winds. "We are ten minutes away from Deep Blue's civilian port. Please prepare accordingly." The virtual image of the silver-armored…
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