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White fog flows in the abyss, and gray cliffs extend infinitely. It is composed of immeasurable nanomaterials, but its existence can be traced back to the distant past a hundred thousand years ago. The occasional stone bridges and platforms between the cliffs make up the entire vertical transportation system, but these weathered ruins have not been used for a long time. A lone traveler walks on a stone bridge between cliffs. Her name is Jing. Judging from her appearance, she looks about fifteen years old. She wore a gray cloak and held a metal staff. On the top of the staff, two white cloth straps fluttered in the wind.
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