Since there are too many historical revisionists now and the demand for divine reviewers exceeds the supply, the government sends people to the Magic Tower... Ahem, sends people to a certain place to carry out a combat expansion plan. And the product of this plan is a slime. You can be a man or a woman, you can be attacked or you can be tolerated, the ones sold are fresh and fresh, and you can swallow the heavy flavors~the lines are slightly dirty, and all kinds of noise-cancelling mosaics~just look at it when you make instant noodles, don't take it seriously~~~
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