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... at passed by them would spray their faces with exhaust.
Wiping his face, the man who was as plump as a ball said with resentment, “The air is turbid, spiritual qi is sparse, and metal boxes run amuck on all streets – how did the human world become like this?”
“King, this must be the work of those silly humans,” The slightly plump man said unhesitatingly. “This must be their plot.” He just made this statement when a sprinkler truck passed by, nearly w ...
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