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"Fuck!"
Li Pan curled into a ball, clutching his head as he fell from the sky. Luckily, he was in Qingzhou's affluent district where the ground wasn't reinforced concrete but a park, or perhaps a private park, dotted with tall trees.
He plunged into the woods, rolling and tumbling, and was met with a barrage of impacts from the tree trunks—despite his level four vitality, two turns of Divine Skill, and body armor, the fall left him in a battered state, with countless broken bones and blood gushing from his mouth and nose. For a moment, he couldn't get up.
"Made, Lama! Move it! Eighteen! Eighteen!"
No response. Fuxi was offline. Clearly, someone had initiated a large-scale ECM interference in the area, blocking network signals. Ah, without the public safety network and safety net monitoring these last couple of days, it seemed like everyone was engaging in full-spectrum communication jamming.
"Huff... huff..."
"Crack"
"Ahh! Fuck! Huff... huff..."
