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Chapter 124: Rank 3, The Silent One

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last update Date de publication: 2025-11-26 01:59:30

The sewers beneath New Kowloon were a labyrinth of ancient brickwork and modern waste pipes, a dripping, echoing underworld where the water ran thick and black. They emerged three miles north, in Sector 7, popping a manhole cover in a back alley.

The transition was jarring. Sector 4 had been a chaotic mess of noise and filth. Sector 7 was silent.

The buildings here were pristine white monoliths, seamless and windowless, towering into the gray clouds. The streets were paved with

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