Swallowing Starry Skies: Mountain Sitting Guest, You Can't Escape
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One day in November 2060, Bai Yang stood in the training room, looking quite excited.
In his right palm, he held up a red sphere no bigger than a mung bean.
He had just made it himself: the second-generation Monster Cell. At last, it was complete.
Yang Wu stood beside him, watching the whole thing, and said:
"It looks much smaller than before."
Bai Yang felt a weight lift from his shoulders and smiled.
"The purpose is different, so the function is different too.
"There's no need to make it so big. Besides, a smaller one is easier to swallow."
"How effective is this version?" Yang Wu...
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