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... re was nothing she could do about it.

At the moment, she was unable to move her body, let alone explore the conspiracy further and find the mastermind and their purpose.

"Without the system, there’s no way that I’ll survive.", she thought, feeling the hidden injuries that were left from Li Ruoshi’s attack inside her body.

She knew that if she were to do nothing, she would gradually get weaker and weaker until she finally died.

"If I use the Original Desire Techniq ...

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