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... and mouse?"
As tall as a moving business tower, the B0 shell looked disdainfully at Lu Zixun: "Run, why aren’t you running now?"
Gazing at the articulate B0 shell, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes: "You have your own consciousness, who exactly are you?"
Regardless of what the shell once was, once twisted and corrupted, the original consciousness would be erased—a fact Lu Zixun had personally confirmed.
Yet, the shell before him was clearly not controlled by someone else ...
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