The edge of the morning was still the same as yesterday, and there was no change in sight, the fog would not dissipate, the visibility would still be poor, and the air was filled with a disgusting fishy sweetness. The mutants who roamed outside at night had retreated back into their nests out of nowhere, and the abandoned city had returned to the silence of the day, with only the ubiquitous fog and the silent fall of dust.

At the entrance of the Dulun Art Museum, there were already people waiting at this time.

It was just four o'clock in the morning this morning, and the Pinter family's wind collection team

"I Repair the World on the Edge" Chapter 26 The Outpost is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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