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... ore foreign to this world than just the convenience store.’ Lin Mo’s thoughts churned as he tried to make sense of the appearance of those towers.

Taihao had been cryptic in his explanations, always hinting that Lin Mo would understand "in due time." But now, with this new information, it was hard not to suspect that the Divine Pantheon, or at least some of its members, were actively shaping the world’s future.

The sudden emergence of these tower-like structures, coinciding with ...

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