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“Listen." After a violent tremor and gasp, An Ze slowly closed his eyes and spoke in a low voice. "You have no attack or defense. You are just... a little mushroom.”
― 一十四洲, 小蘑菇

“Lu Feng's fingers took the white note, his voice slightly hoarse. "What did you agree on?"

Polly replied, "If one day, the Northern Base's judges come here... just say that An Zhe has left.”
― 一十四洲, 小蘑菇

“An Zhe slowly closed his eyes and leaned forward.

Like a leaf withering in late autumn.

In the raging fire of the Simpson Cage, as the sun slowly rose and the human sunset slowly fell, his body turned into flying dust, dissolving, floating and ending.”
― 一十四洲, 小蘑菇

“In such an era, protecting everyone was just a doomed illusion. However, Lu Feng felt that if he could at least protect someone--when he asked for help, such a fleeting expectation had risen in his heart.”
― 一十四洲, 小蘑菇