Chapter 49 Sword x Snake x Honey
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SVIP Red Heart: [? ]
SVIP Red Heart: [1669 messages, you only read my latest one?! ]
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@Fate: [Ten minutes, detailed talk about the Anthony family.]
SVIP Red Heart: [You are such a busy bug! ]
@Fite: [I will be broadcasting live tonight.]
A blue high-magnitude star.
If Grid's weird mood was a flammable gas that was about to explode, Fate's explanation and questioning would instantly turn into an open window and a breeze, breaking the problem in one move.
Even the powerful Fate has historical data that he doesn't know? Is it finally my turn to take the initiative and guide you?
A breeze blew by, and Grid's irreversible anger magically disappeared.
There were no bugs except Grid in the private bug rest spa. He still raised his chin unconsciously, as if he had received the applause of tens of thousands of spectators, and began to type with a little pride.
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SVIP Red Heart: [Okay, since you've asked me sincerely.]
[? ]
SVIP Red Heart: [This is a piece of history that is only taught in male insect courses. It is also a scandal for male insects. Haha! The gentleman you interviewed definitely didn’t tell you this! ]
[Please continue, don't be so naive.]
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Grid snorted in dissatisfaction. He had tried so hard to coax this matter out of his male insect brother, but Fate didn't even pay attention?
He continued typing unhappily:
[Your new story is set in 1600, and the Protection Court was established in that century. In the history of the Alliance, the Protection Court was established to better protect the vulnerable male insects. However, this is just an official template. The crisis that really promoted the establishment of the Protection Court originated from the Anthony family in 1600. The Anthony family in the 16th century owned the entire First Legion, a well-deserved all-race army. Unfortunately, the legion commander Anthony was an incurable idiot.]
[He blindly and foolishly fell madly in love with a male insect who didn't love him at all. At that time, the insect had no doubt that the male insect had given General Anthony a love potion. In 1600, hormone injections were still called love potions. They tested General Anthony's blood and injected him with anti-interference serum, but all medical treatments were useless. General Anthony was still fanatically and morbidly obsessed with the male insect, and did many absurd and wasteful actions for this. ]
[The name of that gentleman is unknown. Cat Eye Star completely deleted his surname information. According to my information source, he was worried about the influence of having the same name. However, I find it ridiculous. If all the information of this gentleman is cleared, can his influence really not exist? Laughing to death. Back to the topic, General Anthony's enthusiasm led to the death of this gentleman. According to the remaining historical records, this gentleman's rank was not high. The nerve tentacles of the tail hook could not soothe General Anthony who was at the peak of his power. This gentleman finally died of severe depression and anxiety. ]
【Then, General Anthony went crazy. He held the military command of the entire First Legion at the time. It is no exaggeration to say that the First Legion was the privateer armed corps of the Anthony family. The year this unknown noble died, more than 200 male insects were captured in the same year. These nobles were born from major families, legions, high-level stars, and medium-level stars. The records show that General Anthony was looking for new nobles to replace them. After taking them back to take care of them, all the nobles gradually became depressed and anxious, and were rescued later. They did not fully recover their normal mental state after a long period of mental treatment.】
【Later, the First Legion was infuriated and besieged. The Protection Court and the Capital Alliance were both born in this century. General Anthony was finally captured and beheaded. The Anthony family was sentenced to dissolution, but the dissolution did not defeat this race with crazy blood. The Anthony family lost their surname and the tribe scattered. In 2000, "Anthony" disappeared, but the bloodline remained. Now there is still Anthony blood in the 4th and 5th Legions, the Bladewing Dragon Clan.】
[All the information about that gentleman is unavailable, but there are records of General Anthony's absurd deeds. He once granted this gentleman a military position in his own legion. The historical records I found have too many blacked-out parts, and I don't know why. I bet one million gold roubles. The paragraph you wrote in the last live broadcast, the Protection Court did issue you a warning order, right? ]
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Black Shield.
Shi Cunjin asked the system: "Are there similar story details in the original book?"
The system immediately performed a quantum reading of the currently readable chapters: "No."
Shi Cunjin thought. There is no way such a comprehensive background story could be completely useless!
He suddenly thought of something and asked the system to call up the chapter in the original novel where the two official protagonists first met. He read it carefully over and over again, and reviewed the synopsis of the original novel provided by the system earlier. Then, combined with his own contact and acquaintance with these insects, a clear idea emerged.
Could it be that this is the official happy ending mixed with water, and the reasonable details that are automatically repaired when the plot world collapses?
Otherwise, why, even though he became a marshal and held the command of a military corps, he still had to bow down and marry the person he betrayed?
From the text settings, it is not difficult to see that the original work originally wanted to pair the original male protagonist with the strongest character in the entire text.
The strongest character must have the power to break through the norm and be able to resist backlash.
Shi Cunjin immediately wrote down in his notebook: 1V1.
The system once said that the original work set everyone up steadily, but let them go halfway through, opening the Poseidon line and forcing a happy ending.
Shi Cunjin linked all the key words together and slowly wrote them down on paper:
[The plot is broken, the characters are stable, the only way to make the official couple have a happy ending is to put more shackles on the one who is unwilling to bow his head. ]
[The original game was set to 1v1 in the early stages, so the official match must have reached a level of strength that could withstand the threat of a protection court warning to ensure that the 1v1 was achieved peacefully.]
【The secular world cannot control the powerful, and can only use historical lessons to destroy it. 】
Shi Cunjin stopped writing to think, and then wrote: [Jian Ning.]
[The official couple's separation is due to Jane's interference, and the official couple's happy ending is also inseparable from Jane's promotion. 】
Shi Cunjin picked up the teacup and took a sip of the hot drink. He knew what Jian Ning would do without having to put himself in her shoes.
Jane would say to Anushka: If you change your mind after getting engaged, guess what public opinion will turn into?
Jane Ning would say: I love you madly and don't want any female insects to appear by your side. You are the commander-in-chief and you have an army. Are you like Crazy Anthony?
Jane Ning would say: You are not afraid of death, but what about your legion?
The pen continues to write:
[As long as the male protagonist remains consistent and keeps his original intention, the official partner will clear all the thorns for him. ]
[Unfortunately, the male protagonist doesn’t have one. 】
【Not having a firm response and support is itself a form of giving up.】
[In the entire world of words, only the original male protagonist's will can destroy the pride of the original official match. ]
Shi Cunjin thought of the snake in Eden that persuaded Eve to eat the apple.
He wrote down the symbolic words of the three characters in his notebook:
【Anushka Kash: The Sword in the Stone】
Frankie Miller: Serpent of Eden
[Grede Green: …]
Having written this, Shi Cunjin looked back at Hong Taoxin's message. He had sent a lot more.
SVIP Red Heart: [Why did you disappear again! It’s not time to start the show yet! Get back to me! ]
SVIP Red Heart: [Going to work again? Hey! Are you only interested in work? ]
SVIP Red Heart: [Then come and listen to my recent work plan! ]
SVIP Red Heart: [[Roommate] I’m going crazy! Did you receive a notification for the transfer to your account? It’s so cool! My father-in-law has been so kind to me recently! I can’t believe it! He actually asked me if I needed more help! But I understand, I understand too well, my father-in-law wants to get a share of the benefits, he wants to invest in the Green Group! ]
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SVIP Red Heart: [Damn it, it's been five minutes and you still haven't replied to my message! Okay, I'll continue! I refuse! Of course! I have to refuse! This is our business! I promised you that the copyright will always belong to you. It's too common for groups to invest, hold shares, buy and sell, etc., and in the end the copyright no longer belongs to the original author. ]
SVIP Red Heart: [[Roommate] is really popular! So popular that I signed this contract. I can make money just by selling wireless paid download subscriptions! A movie company came to inquire about the adaptation rights. I sent you the contract three days ago. Workaholic, remember to reply to me! ]
SVIP Red Heart: [How many words do you plan to write in your new story? It will be broadcast tonight. It seems that you can withstand the pressure of the protection court. Hahaha, it’s so cool! If you can write the whole story! You can earn enough gold to buy a high-level habitable planet! The ten major legions are richer than you can imagine! ]
SVIP Red Heart: [We can then sell it by region! Limited edition! Your limited signature and card collection are really genius ideas! We will do another round this time and develop a few more harvesting styles. Man, our future is bright! ]
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Shi Cunjin wrote under his character's symbol:
[Grede Green: Blood Sugar Honey]
In the 21st century, hyperglycemia is no longer a rare disease among young people. It can be caused by overeating, obesity, and irregular eating and sleeping habits.
Greg Green is like this disease.
Shi Cunjin never forgot the threat he brought to him.
This worm can smile and say that our future is bright, but if it gets a little bit of opportunity, it will turn into blood sugar and disrupt the body's functions.
What did Grid do when Jane was controlling the male protagonist?
He may do nothing but watch everything, and be willing to add fuel to the fire when necessary, watching the hero collapse under pressure, and then open his arms, smile sweetly as if nothing has happened, and welcome the hero to hug him.
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@Fate: [I plan to auction the copyright of this story publicly.]
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Blue Star.
Grid suddenly sat up from the hot spring, his face changed in shock!
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@Fite: [You are right, the Green Group is indeed a more influential channel.]
@Fate: [Making money and being the center of attention is the ultimate joy.]
@Fate: [You understand, and I understand. Gwen, I always expect only the best.]
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After sending the message, Shi Cunjin skillfully blocked it and turned into a workaholic.
It was soon 8 o'clock in the evening.
Shi Cunjin turned on the live broadcast in advance and put up the background picture.
The historical materials provided by Hong Taoxin made Shi Cunjin aware of the depth of the plot and also made him figure out a new way to dodge.
The establishment of the Protection Court and the Capital Alliance originated from the crazy Anthony family in 1600. This time, Shi Cunjin will deeply carve out the story to explore how fierce extreme love can be.
You're looking for a replacement after your death? Damn! Real crazy pure love! Yes!
Where Milan is, Joshua is.
Milan died, and Joshua also died.
Top-level dodge, create yourself first!
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At 20:50, the comment section of the live broadcast room was bustling with activity.
The afterglow of [Roommate] is still there, and there is an endless stream of comments asking for special excerpts, but the cult science fiction horror trend brought about by the military female trend has also become popular.
[Bet big or small! Just guess whether the scientific planet will appear in the new chapter! ]
[New chapter finalization! Is Joshua Warsaw an S-class war criminal? 】
[Good news! The Wasp Army is under court review! ]
[Report again! I really didn’t find the male insect, sir. Tsk tsk!]
【Three reports! A certain scientific planet has really discovered illegal cloning experiments! 】
[It's so funny, how can this be true! ]
The live broadcast room became popular before it was broadcast, with traffic steadily rushing to the headquarters and ranking high on the homepage's new star live broadcast list.
The subject matter this time was special, and as soon as the show started, celebrity military actresses who were broadcasting live in other regions came directly offline to follow, while some also watched the live broadcast in the live broadcast room.
Imperceptibly, the military and female viewers who were very regular and never left the frequency were actually led by the anchor they followed to recommend the program!
The largest, most powerful and silent group in the Zerg society was once again silently eaten away by @Fate.
20:55.
@Fite is online.
The gifts in the live broadcast room suddenly turned from a drizzle to a heavy rain, and in the heavy rain, the pixel man arrived as promised.
@Fite:
I left the ward without any hindrance, and I immediately realized that the female insect had said nothing.
Why?
This incomprehensible weirdness disgusts me.
But this was just the first thing that disgusted me.
The Black Hole Gate disaster completely destroyed the base of the Second Wasp Legion, and the First Legion temporarily took over to accommodate the survivors from the Second Legion.
I am one of them. In the next three months, I will perform military duties in the First Legion before the Wasp Legion rebuilds and completes the base star.
"You are now colleagues with the female officers of the First Legion. Get along well with each other and try not to have conflicts."
The new order issued by the team leader is simply a nightmare.
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I have to take measures, whether I am on the run or working in the team.
As soon as my body recovered, I gave myself a minor hormone surgery to control the hormone production of my glands more strictly than before.
This operation made me feel physically uncomfortable. The effect of hormones on insects is one of the important hormones that supports vigorous energy.
I am a military doctor and my work is always very busy. This operation will make me weak for a while, but I just need to survive three months.
After the operation, I immediately contacted my old friends and asked them to prepare a planet for me to stay on.
The disaster at the Black Hole Gate put the First Legion on alert, but the Second Legion's battleships were transporting survivors back and forth, so I only had to deal with my hormones and get a few ID cards of female soldiers, and I could get on the transport ship smoothly.
Is it easy, you ask me?
Why not?
I was very well-liked and respected by the soldiers. I would reach out for their ID cards and they would ask if I needed a Warframe key.
Whether to escape or stay, I made all the necessary preparations overnight.
Just wait and see when that higher species appears.
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But, unexpectedly, in the next 10 days, that advanced species did not appear in front of me.
It was as if the 10-minute conversation in the ward when I woke up was really just a dream.
I lived in the camp of the Second Army, and my life was no different from before.
I really like life in the Second Corps, and my insect life goal is to live here until I retire.
The higher species didn't show up, so I relaxed.
Laziness and a sense of belonging to the Legion made me doubt and deceive myself. I was willing to think that the female insect had not discovered my secret, and she just mistook me for a wrong insect, or she was mentally ill.
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The surviving soldiers of the Second Legion gradually recovered. They were busier than ever. Not only did they have to kill monsters, but they also had to take turns returning to their original base star to participate in reconstruction.
The young soldier I rescued was called Theodore.
After I fell into a coma, he was also successfully rescued by the First Army Regiment's search and rescue team. After waking up and learning about the situation, he was very grateful to me.
After another fight with the alien beast, he was sent to my medical tent lying down. When he saw me, he patted his chest with his uninjured hand and promised that if anything happened to me in the future, he would definitely fight to the death.
I injected an anesthetic shot into his biceps, and with a blank expression, I corrected his mistake: "You've got your liver and brains smeared on the ground."
"It's better to dig it out than to throw it on the ground, put it in a cup of formalin and give it to me as a Christmas gift. I am very grateful."
Theodore rolled his eyes, and I still can't tell whether it was the anesthesia that day or he was frightened by the scalpel I raised.
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My life gradually got back on track.
But sometimes, I feel like something is not right.
I worked in the Second Corps, and we had an entire floor of the medical building as our work area.
But in the First Army, my work area just had a huge medical bill.
This place is not as good as before. There are half as many surveillance cameras because I keep admitting soldiers from my own army. There are wounded everywhere. Interns and young military doctors are rushing around. Their military rank and skills are not as good as mine. All the medical resources sent by the First Army are used by me first.
On one occasion, I saw a young military doctor steal my sterile suit for use when he had no other choice.
I turned a blind eye.
The relationship between the First and Second Armies at that time was not as harmonious as it is now, and the help they provided was not very attentive or sufficient.
I wasn't surprised that my personal belongings occasionally disappeared during difficult times.
I have had surgery on myself, and the smell of hormone secretion is very minimal, basically causing no reaction in the female soldiers wearing hormone collars.
If private items are lost, they are lost.
On weekdays, I don’t have the habit of relying on using a certain kind of supplies or tools for a long time.
Growing up, I was used to being wary of everything. When I was in the Second Army dormitory, even my toothbrushes were disposable.
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My daily habit is not uncommon among military doctors. Many female military doctors have seen all kinds of weird and dirty wounds of monsters, so it is not surprising that they have such a habit of cleaning.]
The story at this point is very close to the real life of military doctors. In the comment section, some viewers began to complain about the expenses of military doctors, saying that their superiors are stingy and do not purchase the latest medical equipment.
[I'm injured. It's 2000. I'm still using a scalpel like Mr. Milan. Can't those stupid soldiers open their abdomens and lie down? They can't use an orthopedic chain saw to open the abdomen directly. Cutting off the abdominal scales of a female soldier with bare hands is exhausting! ]
[Scalpel, why isn’t it considered the same peripheral…]
【Don’t be around this kind of devil! 】
[So suffocating, [Roommate] can even display limited edition cards. Do I have to display a row of shiny, new, and sharp scalpels when I show off Milan's surroundings next time?]
[You can put out the dirty formalin cup if you like.]
[Milan's display is the scene where the organ dealer who will definitely be caught is arrested! ]
[…
Other than that, my life is back to normal.
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Changes occur again, it's Christmas.
Theodore was transferred to my tent on Christmas Day.
He was seriously injured, and the alien bacteria had seeped into the wound on his back and had already infected one of his scales. During the transfer process, the bacteria continued to infect, and half of Theodore's back turned a horrible black color.
The wound was in a complicated location, and the first military doctor who took over did not dare to operate. If he was not careful, Theodore would be paralyzed on the operating table.
Without hesitation, I chose to operate on Theodore's spinal cord, removed all of his infected scales, scraped clean the infected flesh on half of his back, and cut out two of his important spine bones.
Theodore is a warrior who can fly without wings, but he can never lose the independent strength to stand up and put on his armor.
My assistant was horrified.
The female soldier's wing removal surgery must be signed by the female soldier as a series of guarantees before it can begin.
The scales of the female insect are an important part of courtship.
I forcibly removed Theodore's unicorn wings. If he woke up and wanted to sue me, I would go to jail.
I was so tired. I couldn't stand for long after the hormone surgery I had done on myself. I insisted on finishing Theodore's surgery and I was seeing double.
I shook my head at the assistant and asked him to bring a soft chair so that I could sit there for a while.
The assistant noticed that I was not feeling well, so he sent away the other assistants and interns, and not only brought a soft seat, but also brought glucose injection and rapid nutrient solution. He squatted on the ground to give me the injection, and suddenly said, "Teacher, let me write the report for this operation."
I knew what he was up to at first glance. I don't like to say sentimental things: "You are not qualified to be the lead surgeon yet. You need to train yourself for three years before I will let you perform the removal surgery."
The assistant was reluctant to leave.
I don’t know whether the assistant had stored the nutrients himself or the First Legion was kind enough to give me this, but two minutes after the injection, I actually became a little more clear-headed, my lips were no longer cold, and my hands were warm.
I don't like any bugs touching my things, so I planned to just tough it out and go back to the dorm to open the nutritional supplements I had stored.
Theodore was not unconscious for too long. He was a wasp, and wasps have strong natural recovery abilities.
When he woke up, he found himself still lying on the operating table, under the cold white light. Theodore, whose anesthesia had not yet worn off, immediately burst into tears.
I feel a little regretful. I should have left instead of sitting down.
Now I don't like to get too close to emotional bugs.
But I still called him to bring this confused guy back to his senses.
He was unlucky, full of emotion, with endless energy and optimism, and always reminded me of my adoptive father.
If my foster father had a worm, it would probably look like Theodore.
So, I always treat him a little differently.
I called him back to his senses.
When Theodore saw me, he cried even harder, with tears and snot streaming down his face. Because the anesthesia had not yet worn off, he spoke with a lisp and drooled.
He said he couldn't feel his limbs or anything below the neck, as if only his head was still alive.
He said, what should I do, what should I do, Dr. Clement, save me, save me, I don’t want to be paralyzed, I still want to go into battle and kill monsters.
I said to him, "If you cry again, I will make you really paralyzed."
Theodore looked at me blankly, not understanding a word.
I said, "You are not paralyzed. I removed your infected wings in time. You can no longer fly, and you can no longer show your beautiful wings in front of you. However, you can still stand up, open your armor, and continue to date Xinghai, cross the black hole gate, and be a good and majestic soldier."
Theodore burst into unprecedented howling.
It makes me want to die, it's so ugly.
Theodore began to talk nonsense.
He kept saying thank you, the anesthesia made him mentally retarded.
He said, Dr. Clement, you can take all my dirt and make the Marlin Cup, do anything, thank you, thank you, no worm has ever been so nice to me and taken such good care of me.
As the anesthesia wore off, Theodore began speaking in more long sentences: I knew before I fell into a coma that I might never stand up again.
He said, the alien's spikes tore my back, but I didn't faint immediately. I could feel the bacterial fluid penetrating into my body and destroying my recovery ability.
He said, I yelled to Jack at that time, don't save me, I'm doomed. I was afraid that when I woke up, I would cruelly prolong my life in paralysis until I completely lost my dignity and pride as a female soldier.
Theodore got tongue-tied and pronounced my name backwards.
He said, thank you, Dr. Mimen, for always giving me so many miracles. Dr. Mimen, you seem to be a magical existence that only appears in stories. Thank you, thank you.
I listened quietly and said to him, "Theodore, today is Christmas. This is a day when miracles are bound to happen. Believe in yourself, you deserve this miracle. Merry Christmas, Theodore."
Just then, there was a loud noise behind me, and I was so scared that I sat back in the soft chair.
I turned my head and saw that the medical equipment display rack in the corner of the tent had fallen to the ground and was piled up in a mess, with gauze rolls everywhere.
Behind the chaos, there stood a female insect of a higher species. He didn't know when she stood there, and how long she had been watching quietly.
But his appearance really shocked me.
However, the moment I saw his face clearly, I didn't feel any threat at all.
Joshua Warsaw, with his silver hair and blue eyes, still looked the same as when he first met him. He was wearing a brand new major general's uniform, which was totally out of place in this messy and embarrassing makeshift tent.
His silver hair was carefully curled, and he wore a blue rose with water droplets on his chest. He was fully armed and shining, and he even put on ceremonial white gloves.
However, Joshua Warsha's expression was inconsistent with his luxurious and proud appearance.
I disliked him very much, but at this moment, I could actually understand his expression.
My adoptive father did not die of natural causes. He was stabbed to death by a few thugs while receiving relief meals. He was old and had many injuries and illnesses. He was no longer as big as he was when I was a child.
His body grew thin, and he lay curled up in a pool of blood. It rained heavily that day, washing away the blood. Life was like a small river, flowing away into the distance, never to return.
At that time, I did not return to the camp that night. After finding these scum, I emptied the three magazines of the pistol I was carrying. I did not kill them. I let them live in pain, and then skinned them alive with two scalpels and a saber.
When I returned to the temporary camp covered in blood, it was the anatomy teacher who first found me.
He was almost scared to death, and he rushed over, worried that I was also stabbed by the scum. I told him that I was not injured and that this was not my blood.
My teacher was not reassured. He said:
Milan, something's wrong with you. You're cold and icy, like a moving corpse.
Milan, what happened?
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I didn't understand why Joshua Warsaw had such a strong emotional investment in me.
I could see that Joshua Warsaw had tried to remain calm.
There were two puncture wounds on his lips, caused by dog teeth. The palms of his ceremonial white gloves were wet and red, and his fingers were clenched tightly.
His pupils turned into beastly ones, blood burst out of his eyeballs, his tentacles stood up, and his young and handsome face became a little ugly because of anger.
I became alert, but did not move.
I know that in this tent, as long as this superior being wants, no insects will survive except himself.
As I watched, he froze in place, neither moving nor retreating, maintaining a ridiculous persistence that I could not understand at all.
He suddenly began to speak.
The first time, I didn't hear it clearly.
Because his teeth were chattering all the time, as if he had been in a very cold place. When Theodore just woke up, his expression was more normal than his.
"Obviously, obviously... a miracle."
"You obviously told me first. It was my birthday present. How could you tell another female insect about it?"
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