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It has passed the internal injection, so please feel free to consume it. Lu Ming, Wulinggen waste wood, is the director of the business office of Donghai Xiuxian Affairs Management Co., Ltd. At two o'clock in the morning, a subordinate called: Someone was selling the ancient power, alive, on Xianyu, with a price tag of eight million. When Lu Ming rushed to the company, the seller said that the ring flew away by itself? What? The ring flew back again, is the ancient power still missing? Then this ring deserves to be mine! Lu Minggang put the ring in his pocket, and a voice exploded in his head: "High-quality magic weapon! Host, give it to me quickly!" He has a system called the Pavilion of All Things, which uses magical weapons to increase his cultivation level. In the past three years, he has misappropriated hundreds of magic weapons, and the system is only 1% short of opening the door. But the group's audit team happened to land at this time. Before the hole on Lu Ming's side had been repaired, Mr. Wang, who was in charge of supervision, came to the door carrying a thermos cup: "Xiao Lu, tell me the truth - is there any problem with our warehouse?" Lu Ming was silent. It's not that I'm afraid of checking. I'm afraid that people will get in before the system opens the door.