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| ==== Part 1 ==== | ==== Part 1 ==== | ||
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| + | Not everything that happens here deserves believing — Urban Legend | ||
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| + | [Supernova Serial] An Unsuitable Job for a Puppet | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 10// | ||
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| + | ... | ||
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| + | Elixir Research Terrace is where elixirs are researched under the auspices of the Alchemy Commission. A man storms wildly across the pointed rooftop rafters. | ||
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| + | Within but a moment, the man is at the edge of the eaves with nothing but air beneath his steps. Suddenly, the man leaps off the roof, catching onto a Heron Express cycrane. The birdlike ingenuity mutters out a few prerecorded warnings before trying to shake him off. Finally, it stabilizes and carries him off safely to a starskiff parked in the distance. | ||
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| + | When the Alchemy Commission guards finally reached the rooftop, the man had disappeared — leaving behind only a cricket-like shadow figure. | ||
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| + | A guard eyed the diminishing figure, before falling to the ground with tears in his eyes, trembling as he muttered: " | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | Ninsa paused and, seeing his partner lost for words and his own troops even more petrified, he stood up to continue shouting: "We didn't even get a clear view of his face! Even the Ten-Lords Commission can't help us." | ||
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| + | Before he could finish, a cold female voice rang out behind everyone: " | ||
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| + | Everyone automatically fanned out, and the woman revealed her face — a young girl with short black hair holding a chain and scepter in her hands. There was no emotion on her delicate and lovely face, and it sent chills down the spines of the troops. | ||
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| + | "All ingenium creations are prohibited around the Elixir Research Terrace. Of course, not including me." | ||
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| + | The young lady said as she walked to the edge of the roof, her voice chilling to the bones. "All cycranes responsible for deliveries are registered with the Realm-Keeping Commission. If they were modded, they can be detected very soon." | ||
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| + | "How do you explain that particular one? You've seen it, right?" | ||
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| + | "It may have been hijacked by some kind of bioelectric signal. That Outworlder' | ||
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| + | Ninsa seems to be stunned into silence by this visitor, and almost dropped to the ground once more. Like an animal with his instincts, Hede asked cautiously, "May I ask who your Excellency is..." | ||
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| + | "Judge of the Ten-Lords Commission." | ||
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| + | And with that, the girl flipped down off the top of the roof, and instantly disappeared out of sight. | ||
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| + | Xianzhou Smartie\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 10// | ||
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| + | Sir! I've been waiting for your work for a long time. I'll read every single one. Thank you! | ||
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| + | MyNameIsMartha!\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 10// | ||
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| + | The Ten-Lords Commission? It's good subject matter, but it's far from the Ten Lords of my imagination. This just looks like some rough repackaging of spy novels set outside Xianzhou. I suggest the author check out Social Principles of Love and Restraint. It's far better than this opener here. | ||
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| + | Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 10// | ||
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| + | The writer' | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 10// | ||
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| + | You overstate things. I'm just diligent in examining evidence. | ||
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| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 12// | ||
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| + | Interesting. | ||
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| + | Moon Moon Moon Moon\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 12// | ||
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| + | Holy cow, it's Fay's new work! # | ||
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| + | Existential Teahouse\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 12// | ||
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| + | "Grade A top product." | ||
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| + | Master Fay runs over the central themes with picturesque words. The penetrating descriptions are shocking, as though they' | ||
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| + | Judge' | ||
| + | //Posted on September 7// | ||
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| + | I wanna be the judge' | ||
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| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Reply to: Judge' | ||
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| + | That's kinda gross. | ||
| ---- | ---- | ||
| ==== Part 2 ==== | ==== Part 2 ==== | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
| + | **__" | ||
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| + | ;;# | ||
| + | Not everything that happens here deserves believing — Urban Legend | ||
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| + | [Supernova Serial] An Unsuitable Job for A Puppet | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 15// | ||
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| + | // | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | "The point is not the signal itself," | ||
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| + | "You mean...?" | ||
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| + | "Has all items stored in the Elixir Research Terrace been advertised so widely that even Outworlders know about it? Has it become common knowledge?" | ||
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| + | "Miss, please stop. This is the men's restroom..." | ||
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| + | Before he can finish, the Vidyadhara man guarding the door of the men's room feels a cold object on his neck. Looking down, he sees a scepter in the shape of a spear-tip. | ||
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| + | According to his own words, he has been able to safely survive his first 300 years by relying on three words alone: " | ||
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| + | Then, he escapes in a strange pose, turning his head with an apologetic smile as he flees down the dark alleyway. | ||
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| + | The dark-haired girl uses her scepter to lift the filthy curtain over the restroom' | ||
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| + | Behind the curtain, a strong stench stimulates her olfactory center. A quick analysis is completed within a nanosecond: It isn't the smell of ammonia, but a pungent odor of sodium hypochlorite. Perhaps the vast majority of law-abiding citizens of Xianzhou would never imagine an apothecary hiding out in an abandoned public restroom like this. | ||
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| + | In the deepest part of the apothecary, a man who appears to be a physician is lost in thought. Before he can react, a young girl approaches him like a ghost. A chain, as if it had a life of its own, coils around him, binding him tightly, while the sharp tip of a staff presses against his throat. | ||
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| + | "Who did you tell about the secret prescriptions kept in the Elixir Research Terrace?" | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | He only manages to say a few words before the girl tightens her grip, blocking up the words in his throat. | ||
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| + | "Who is he?" She demands, again relaxing her right hand slightly. | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | "How many of the Ten Lords' interrogation methods have you heard of? I'll ask you one last time: Who is he?" She retracts the spear-like scepter and, in a display of strength disproportionate to her size, easily lifts him up off the ground. | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | The man suddenly feels all his strength has left his body. Both his legs give way as he collapses to the ground. When he comes back around and tries to see the girl's face, he realizes that the entire nightmarish interrogation process is as though it never existed — only the rustling sound from the alleyway remains. | ||
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| + | Xianzhou Smartie\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 15// | ||
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| + | Master! I've been waiting for your work for a long time. I'll read every single one. Thank you master! | ||
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| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 15// | ||
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| + | This chapter is good. | ||
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| + | Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 16// | ||
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| + | Fay really is the Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction. Every chapter weaves back and forth, revealing shocking surprises! It's unbeatable! | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 16// | ||
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| + | You overstate things. I don't deserve such praise. In my opinion, there are many hard-boiled novelists who are better than I. | ||
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| + | Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Chess Master Fay, August 16// | ||
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| + | No way! You're so humble — you definitely deserve the title of the Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction. There' | ||
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| + | Philosophy Mad One\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on September 15// | ||
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| + | From a psychoanalytic perspective, | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Philosophy Mad One, September 16// | ||
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| + | What is all this you're talking about? | ||
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| + | Judge' | ||
| + | //Posted on October 28// | ||
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| + | Judge, ahhh! Why are you rewarding him, arghhh!!! Don't hit him, hit me instead!!! Hit me! Let me be your dog, ahhhh! | ||
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| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Judge' | ||
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| + | Where do you live? Let's talk offline. | ||
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| + | Judge' | ||
| + | //Posted on October 29// | ||
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| + | I deeply understand and reflect upon my inappropriate words. I will be cautious in word and deed, and be an upstanding pillar of the Xianzhou community. Please stay safe in online book review sites: The long arm of the law can still reach you there. | ||
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| ==== Part 3 ==== | ==== Part 3 ==== | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
| + | **__" | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
| + | |||
| + | ;;# | ||
| + | Not everything that happens here deserves believing — Urban Legend | ||
| + | ;;# | ||
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| + | [Supernova Serial] An Unsuitable Job for A Puppet | ||
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| + | ;#; | ||
| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 20// | ||
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| + | // | ||
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| + | The girl opened the scroll she was carrying and looked thoughtfully at the real-time data refreshing on the map. | ||
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| + | "The intel Coventry obtained is not the prescription. Is that what you mean?" asked the foxian judge meekly. | ||
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| + | "The prescription is just a front." | ||
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| + | "So... as far as I am concerned, Coventry is just being used. Some people in the Elixir Research Terrace wanted to stir up chaos to muddle the news of their research. The news of theft is just a ploy for redirection." | ||
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| + | "Well done." The girl nodded, her tone still ice-cold. | ||
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| + | When the foxian judge heard this cold praise, she tried her best to maintain a serious expression but her ears couldn' | ||
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| + | About three hours later after confirming nobody was following him, Coventry opened the door and called out: " | ||
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| + | As soon as he opened the door, he felt something was off. The room was completely dark. That crazed Xianzhou hacker Mishang used to welcome him back by singing a strange ditty, but this time the room was dead silent. | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | Behind the screen that sectioned the room, a white figure emerged slowly. Coventry almost reflexively pulled the trigger of his hand crossbow. | ||
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| + | A two-inch-long, | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | "That drone? I released it as soon as I landed!" | ||
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| + | "The influenced cycrane has been retrieved by the Realm-Keeping Commission. Its flight path was enough for the Divination Commission to triangulate your whereabouts." | ||
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| + | This was the moment Coventry was waiting for, the split-second window of opportunity for his escape. | ||
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| + | He bent his knees and pushed off with the soles of his feet. A purple electrical arc could be seen in the center of his palms. Coventry roamed many worlds and had always fluttered outside the grasp of the Interastral Peace Corporation. He was perpetually on the wanted list, not just because of his well-planned schemes, but also because he knew what to do when he was caught. | ||
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| + | Under his artificial skin, a network of electrical pulses was implanted, Coventry rarely showed this trick up his sleeves to anyone. Whether it be the long-life species of Xianzhou or the Artisanship Commission' | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | Smoke rose and sparks flew as the unpleasant smell of burning filled the area. | ||
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| + | Coventry trembled as if having an epileptic seizure as he struggled to control himself. Upon impact, the pitch-black room spun into a blob of shadow in his unimaginable defeat. | ||
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| + | "Your movement is too slow." The young girl materialized from within the shadow. | ||
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| + | M—Movement? | ||
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| + | "Using electricity without being insulated. What a useless maneuver." | ||
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| + | The judge in white showed no emotions on her face. | ||
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| + | " | ||
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| + | The man could not control his shaking, partially because of the electric shock, but more because of the fear. | ||
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| + | With the remaining sanity he could muster, he begged with his coarse voice, " | ||
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| + | Coventry steeled his nerves, awaiting the verdict from the judge — but there was only silence in the darkness. After a long while, he seemed to hear an impossible sneering from out of the darkness. | ||
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| + | Immediately after, that same cold voice rang out again and in a sacred, firm, and undeniable tone said word-by-word: | ||
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| + | "Ten Lords' Verdict." | ||
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| + | ;#; | ||
| + | Xianzhou Smartie\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 20// | ||
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| + | Sir! I've been waiting for your work for a long time. I'll read every single one. Thank you! | ||
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| + | MyNameIsMartha!\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 20// | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
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| + | Are we sure this Big Smartie isn't a bot account? | ||
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| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 20// | ||
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| + | It's a little bit exaggerated, | ||
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| + | Six-Eyed Flying Fish\\ | ||
| + | //Posted on August 20// | ||
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| + | The Xianzhou King of Hardboiled Fiction has a new book out! Let's go give it our support now! Those so-called " | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 20// | ||
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| + | You're really too kind! The lucky one is me — to have such discerning readers as you all! | ||
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| + | JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando\\ | ||
| + | //Reply to: Six-Eyed Flying Fish, August 21// | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
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| + | Is Six-Eyed Flying Fish a sock puppet account of Chess Master Fay' | ||
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| + | Chess Master Fay\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando, | ||
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| + | Venomous slander. How could I be the Chess Master Fay? There' | ||
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| + | JingYuan_IS_MyHusbando\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Chess Master Fay, August 21// | ||
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| + | You forgot to switch accounts. | ||
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| + | Judge' | ||
| + | //Posted on November 2// | ||
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| + | Judge, please arrest me!!! I surrender. I have sinned!!! The sin of infatuation — with you!!! O Judge, I wanna be your dog!!! | ||
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| + | ;#; | ||
| + | Snowy Coat\\ | ||
| + | //Replied to: Judge' | ||
| + | ;#; | ||
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| + | That's about enough. | ||
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