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Chapter 136: The Birth of National Level Part XV
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... way outpost...
A small café—one of the few left unscathed in the outer zones—hummed faintly with emergency generators. Inside, tucked into a corner booth near the back, Christa Vaughn sat alone.
Curious, tired, and annoyed, she glanced at her cellphone as notification suddenly popped up.
Then her eyes widened.
"...What the hell...?"
The scene unfolded in glitching high-definition—the crater, the smoke, the drone zoom-ins. Pyraethrax kneeling. Spea ...
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