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Of course, most of the Users gathered here had played Warlord since it opened. They were the the inhabitants of Warlord, and they had spent five to six hours a day since the opening day... A good number of the Users experienced fingers being pointed at them in worry by their parents and friends. They would say things like 'Tsk tsk! Does the game feed you? Will it feed you?', yet these players continued to play for an inordinate amount of time.


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Shen Tang: “…”

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Shen Tang: “…”

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Looking at the ten bowls of rice that she killed, the pockets that were cleaner than her face, and a group of villagers who were starving for food, harboring malicious intentions and causing trouble all day long, Shen Tang, the village chief who was suspected of being the reincarnation of the rice bucket and a true soul painter, had to give up his beloved He was forced to embark on the road of applying for a job as a prince.

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