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When the sky moves twelve times, the two poles are destroyed, the light ones become invisible, and the extremely cold ones are buried in the deep earth; some move beyond the stars and the sky, and some escape in the long river. Only six remain. A vast federation, a powerful empire, a barbaric chiefdom, the galaxy is under their control. Psychic energy, the most mysterious and powerful force under the starry sky, where will it lead civilization? Old Pien took a sip of gasoline and leisurely enjoyed the life of a dog. But everything will change eventually. Heaven moves twelve times, and one turn is called gold. Who would disagree? I'm ashamed..., So many people pretended that I didn't say...