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The sand in hand, scattered and sprinkled, entangled with a green vine that grew from the silver sand, bearing a will belonging to Liu Mengyu. When this will was strong enough, it could even change the layout of this story world,
Or rather, Liu Mengyu had found a way to communicate with the story world;
Twenty years of lying dormant, using the next generation as tools for scheming—their hidden cards, when revealed, indeed gave a startling impression!
The more powerful the audience is, the deeper their understanding of the broadcast—this is a consensus within the audience circle—because the more powerful you are, it proves you've been tortured under the broadcast's hands more often, and thus have been tormented into gaining experience.
And speaking of power, speaking of contact with the broadcast, speaking of understanding the broadcast,
Looking back over twenty years, who in the audience circle could compare with this man and this woman?
