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      Faking Death C27

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      by MarineTL Chapter 27: The Twenty-Seventh Day of Being a Salted Fish "Send Siming off the Desolate Planet as soon as possible?" Goudan was stunned. "Why? Did something happen?" "Nothing much, I just feel like he should leave," Lu Yuan replied nonchalantly. "It's not much trouble anyway, so I'll give him a hand." Nothing much? If nothing was wrong, would you suddenly change your mind and actually put in some effort? Goudan didn't believe a word of it. But Goudan didn't press further. "Oh," he…
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      Faking Death C26

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      by MarineTL Chapter 26: Twenty-Sixth Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish Siming was also looking at Lu Yuan. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. "Huh?" Lu Yuan suddenly snapped back to reality. "Oh, I was just thinking... it's impressive that you're willing to help Old Fourth overturn his case." Siming watched him closely. "Your smile is a bit strange." "Is it?" Lu Yuan felt that Siming was the one being strange. "You could get involved," Siming said tentatively. Lu Yuan shook his head. "I…
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      Faking Death C25

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      by MarineTL Chapter 25: Twenty-Fifth Day of Living Like a Salted Fish Old Fourth fell silent. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak. He was simply used to silence, having long since forgotten how to get close to others. This was exactly why Lu Yuan was encouraging him to talk. Previously, Lu Yuan hadn't noticed much. Although he knew Old Fourth's home was always empty and that the occasional person seeking repairs wouldn't exchange more than a few words with him, Lu Yuan had simply assumed Old Fourth…
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      Faking Death C24

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      by MarineTL Chapter 24: Twenty-Fourth Day of Being a Salted Fish With Goudan's starship gone, life for the people on the Desolate Planet gradually returned to normal. The same was true for Lu Yuan. Although splitting off a portion of his Mental Power to follow Goudan's starship did have some effect on him, it wasn't particularly severe. The biggest change in his daily life was actually the food. It was a change for the better. It wasn't just that the quality of the ingredients had improved; the…
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      Faking Death C23

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      by MarineTL Chapter 23: Twenty-Third Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish Goudan froze. "Maybe I should take the starship with me when I go to dump the trash?" "Not every part of a starship is useful." Siming already had the ship's schematics memorized, and he spoke with absolute confidence. "I'll leave the essential parts for you. I'll strip the unnecessary ones first and keep them here to process slowly." "Is that so?" Goudan thought about it and decided there didn't seem to be anything wrong with that, so…
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      Faking Death C22

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      by MarineTL Chapter 22: Twenty-Second Day of Being a Salted Fish "?" Siming looked a bit dazed. "Why?" "Well..." Lu Yuan sighed. "If that happened, I feel like it would lead to a lot of trouble." "Oh." Siming thought about it for a moment, then nodded in silence. "..." Lu Yuan looked at him, feeling helpless. He had a feeling that what Siming was thinking and what he was thinking were not the same thing at all. Lu Yuan didn't particularly mind being the target of conspiracies or being used and…
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      Faking Death C21

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      by MarineTL Chapter 21: The Twenty-First Day of Being a Salted Fish On the other side of the camera, the thoughts surfacing in Siming's mind were much the same as Lu Yuan's. This drum piece was something Zhu Rong's mother had told him about. Zhu Rong's mother was surnamed Chen, and her name was Chen Xingfan. If Siming had any knowledge of the Empire's great families, he would have been very sensitive to this surname. The Chen Family was the most famous artistic lineage in the Empire. In almost every…
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      Faking Death C20

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      by MarineTL Chapter 20: Day Twenty of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish The thunderous drumming stopped abruptly at its most frantic and passionate peak. Silence filled the shack for two seconds before the harp began to play softly. Ying Ying sat by the harp, gently plucking the strings. The harp's volume wasn't high, but its tone was clear and pleasant, soothing the heartbeats that had raced along with the drums, beat by beat, ripple by ripple. A flute joined in at the perfect moment, rising from low to high,…
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