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... wilderness… It looks odd, no matter how I look at it.” Gordon muttered, as he sized up the faded red walls of the residence.

Despite their age and isolation, they were surprisingly dust-free and impressively well-maintained.

“This is what buildings looked like a few decades ago,” Ji Bai remarked, seemingly lost in thought as his fingers gently brushed over their rough, uneven surface.

“Why would they need to rebuild a perfectly good suburb like this? Was the local governm ...

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