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Chapter 29: The Engineered Miracle

作者: Dzifa
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The silence after Kaelan’s declaration was the loudest sound Elara had ever heard. We are the flaw. He said it not with self-pity, but with the cold finality of an engineer stating a mathematical truth.

She walked to the model, ignoring him, her mind already detaching from the emotional wreckage and latching onto the professional problem. The problem had parameters. It could be solved. She picked up the engineer’s report, her eyes scanning the dense technical language about load distribution, t
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