The sky gradually darkened, and countless people slipped into the dense forest. Draped in camouflage clothing covered with sod, they used the calls of night owls to signal one another, weaving a vast network of information.
"The array's Zhen position is in place."
"The array's Gen position is in place."
A'man sat cross-legged on the ground, a spread-out piece of paper clearly marking all the nodes of the grand array.
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