Su Mengcheng stood before the shack. In her past life, she had stepped into this place countless times.
The pungent stench of the latrine made her stomach churn. Fighting back the nausea, she raised a hand and knocked on the dilapidated door.
Everything before her was so familiar; the only difference was that the violent coughing that should have been echoing from within the shack had vanished entirely.
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