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"They're all out, every one of them."
"No need to guess, they must have been wiped out."
"Not even a month, and the simulation is over. That must set a record!"
"It's all Feng Qi's fault. Who knew he would flip the table? Once the keyword was revealed, no one knew how to play anymore."
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Coming out of the assessment area, a crowd surrounded them, pointing and discussing fervently. The main topics were the premature ending of the simulation and the incident of Feng Qi flipping the table.
It was clear that everyone was filled with resentment over Feng Qi flipping the table.
Thousand-finger guidance, a storm that died without illness.
Duge couldn't help but shrink his neck, feeling a chill down his spine.
