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Chapter 89

Chapter 89

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High above, the streamlined, curved underside of the aircraft suddenly detached from its surface, floating downward like a flying disc. Standing upon the descending disc were three figures. At the front stood a handsome, black-haired youth of mixed heritage. His attire was minimalist, dominated by black, white, and gray—precisely the style currently most prominent in the Metropolitan Area's holographic advertisements. He wore almost no extraneous accessories.

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