Inside the beastship currently assaulting the Xianzhou Yuque, absolute silence reigned.
The figure seated at the helm had lost all traces of their previous blood-red hue.
It was as if all extravagance had been stripped away, leaving behind only pristine silver.
Carved into the chest of that silver armor were colorful patterns depicting various fruits. A rainbow-hued visor fully enclosed its face, and behind it, a cape floated gently in the vacuum of space.
This was the ultimate form of Kamen Rider Gaim—Kiwami Arms, also known as the Great Shogun form.
Its appearance was like a dazzling light slicing through the dark void of the universe.
But to the other Abundance chieftains within the beastship, this sight brought only astonishment and dread.
Because the person beneath that armor was their commander, Crimson Blood Dragon—Longzhang.
Yet now, as he stood before them in this form, his allegiance was clearly no longer with the Abundance Coalition, but with the Xianzhou.
Their supreme chieftain had actually been an undercover agent from the Xianzhou?
Who would believe such a thing if it spread? Yet the reality stared them in the face.
A Xianzhou spy had become their commander.
But even this wasn't the worst of it.
"Lord Longzhang, how are we supposed to explain this when we get back?!"
Even if they failed to conquer the Xianzhou Yuque, it wouldn't have been a disaster. After all, the Xianzhou had stood as a cosmic power for ages; not defeating them was understandable.
But their supreme commander defecting—that was catastrophic.
They would lose all trust within the Abundance Coalition, reduced to mere cannon fodder in future battles.
That was not something they wanted to face. They had joined the attack on the Xianzhou seeking glory, to carve their names across the stars.
But now, as cannon fodder, their dreams of fame and honor would shatter completely.
Within the Abundance Coalition, they would forever be known as the fools led astray by a traitor.
That would be a fatal blow.
"Lord Longzhang, why betray us?!"
"That's right—you're so powerful! You could easily have risen just beneath Prophet Mangas!"
Longzhang had no reason to betray them.
"Not everything has a clear-cut reason."
Unfortunately, Sora offered only a flat response to their questions.
The horn for the counterattack had already sounded; things had turned irrevocably.
Therefore…
"You now have only two options." Sora regarded the chieftains calmly. "Either surrender quietly or resist and get crushed personally by me."
Their expressions turned ugly in an instant. Any lingering hope in their hearts was thoroughly extinguished by Sora's words.
"Why bother wasting words on him? Let's take down that traitor now!"
"Exactly! Once we cut off his head and offer it to Prophet Mangas, our names will be cleared!"
Several of the chieftains couldn't contain the violence in their eyes. Blood surged through their veins, their hands tightening around their weapons.
If they could just defeat Sora, there might still be hope!
They could still claim glory and earn a cosmic reputation!
"But we all know Longzhang's strength. Can we really…"
They'd already been utterly defeated in front of Prophet Mangas before. Could they really stand a chance now?
"We just couldn't fight freely in front of the Prophet before!"
An Abundance chieftain with a serpent's head licked the curved blade in his hand. "Don't forget, my blade is coated in lethal poison."
The others instantly shot him odd looks.
You're licking a poisoned blade?
"I meant—my saliva is the poison!" he clarified hastily, drawing understanding nods from the others.
At that precise moment, the serpent's pupils sharpened abruptly.
"An opening!"
He hurled his blade toward Sora's vital point.
Throwing garbage around carelessly isn't a good habit.
Sora calmly leaned aside, evading the thrown blade effortlessly.
But when he straightened up again, he saw a horde of chieftains lunging at him, brandishing swords, spears, staffs, and clubs.
Their timing was impeccable—any lesser fighter would've lost control of the battle's tempo in an instant.
But Sora wasn't the rookie who'd faced his first Voidranger long ago.
He had endured countless battles, becoming a seasoned veteran.
After so many trials, every type of weapon was now second nature to him—swords, spears, staffs, shields, axes, hooks, and tridents.
One could say he'd mastered all forms of combat.
Thus, facing their overwhelming assault, he didn't waver.
He lightly twisted the Lockseed.
A flash of green illuminated his hand, and the Melon Defender appeared instantly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Every incoming strike crashed against his shield, sending sharp metallic echoes through the air.
The chieftains stared in disbelief at the sudden shield.
He clearly had no weapon just a second ago—where had this thing come from?
An immense force exploded from Sora's body, tossing them all violently backward.
Then, grape-like bullets rapidly fired from thin air, targeting each enemy's vital spots like a merciless barrage.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The dull impact of bullets piercing flesh rang out repeatedly.
Suspended helplessly in midair, they had no way to defend against Sora's perfect counterattack—shield bash straight into gunfire!
Sora's movements flowed with seamless precision. With just this brief flurry, several figures lay sprawled on the floor.
Some of the chieftains began to retreat instinctively.
The shadow of Sora's strength loomed large over them.
"Don't be afraid! He's only got a shield and a handgun—he doesn't have any other weapons!"
"If we all rush him together, he won't have a chance to fire!"
Someone had swiftly spotted Sora's apparent weakness.
At the moment, Sora wielded the Melon Defender in one hand and the Budou Ryuhou in the other, leaving no room for additional weapons.
No matter how strong or accurate your shooting is, can you really stop our overwhelming numbers?
Without further hesitation, the horde of chieftains surged toward Sora.
If even one of them could get close enough to snatch his gun, victory would be theirs.
Besides, guns were among the least effective weapons against the Denizens of the Abundance. Their regeneration was so powerful that even a headshot wouldn't guarantee death.
Fighting them with just a gun and shield was nothing short of sheer arrogance.
It's time you pay the price for your conceit!
Like starved beasts spotting fresh meat, they charged ferociously. Their swords, spears, and clubs gleamed coldly—each weapon stained with countless victims' blood.
Today, they'd wash away their shame by adding one more ghost to the ranks.
Battle cries erupted as they converged on Sora, weapons flashing and descending relentlessly.
One of the chieftains lingered near the back, observing as blades and spears rained upon Sora, accompanied by bursts of dazzling light.
Guess there's nothing for me to do here anymore.
Seeing the frenzy unfolding ahead, he already foresaw the outcome. With this many infuriated chieftains attacking at once, Longzhang would surely be reduced to pulp.
All he needed to do now was follow the orders of the next commander.
Lost in thought, he turned his gaze toward the cosmic battlefield outside.
The Xianzhou Yuque, allied with weaker Abundance tribes, had caught the coalition completely off guard. Yet the coalition quickly rallied, and the battle in space blazed fiercely.
Watching from afar, even he felt the urge to rush in and—
Thunk!
Something strange struck his head out of nowhere.
The chieftain rubbed his aching scalp, baffled. On the floor lay an odd-looking sword shaped like an orange slice.
Why was this thing even here?
Puzzled, he picked it up and examined it closely.
"Hey! Toss the Daidaimaru back here!" someone shouted urgently.
Instinctively, the chieftain obediently threw the sword toward the voice.
Sora caught it effortlessly and, without hesitation, drove it straight through an enemy, pinning him to the floor.
Schwing!
As the sound of the beastship's hull splitting open echoed, the chieftain who'd just handed Sora the sword finally snapped awake.
Wait—what the hell did I just do?
I actually passed him a weapon!
He had no clue why that sword had hit his head in the first place, but there was no denying what he'd done afterward.
"I-I-I… T-this isn't…"
Words completely failed him.
Looking back to the battle scene, he saw nothing but utter devastation.
Several chieftains had been impaled into the walls by a Bana Spear.
Four or five others lay immobilized, tangled helplessly in the Pine Iron's chains.
The Melon Defender, used like a blade, was buried deep in another's abdomen.
Another poor soul hung limply from the ceiling, limbs pinned by Ichigo Kunai.
He had only spaced out briefly, yet all the chieftains had been effortlessly defeated.
What the hell happened here…?
Meanwhile, Sora stood calmly amid the carnage, holding the Mango Punisher.
"Sorry about that," Sora remarked casually, nudging the corpse pinned down by the Daidaimaru. "This guy's sneak attack made me lose grip, and it flew your way."
"N-no worries…" the chieftain replied shakily, glancing furtively at the figure skewered on the floor.
It was the serpent-headed chieftain who'd thrown the poisoned blade, now sprawled in agony, his stomach pierced clean through.
The beastship was painted scarlet, blood everywhere—except around Sora and himself.
These fools hadn't even managed to touch him before being crushed.
The remaining chieftain had experienced numerous battles across the stars. At a glance, he understood exactly how the fight behind him had ended.
A massacre.
Not even a shred of resistance—pure annihilation.
These guys were never a match for Longzhang.
Suddenly, Sora tossed him a long spear.
"Well, since we're good, make your choice."
Gulp.
Swallowing nervously, the chieftain croaked out:
"Um, Lord Longzhang…what exactly am I choosing here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Sora replied flatly. "Do you want to be impaled right here by this spear, or will you surrender?"
His eyes fell involuntarily on the spear in his hands.
So huge…and thick…
Being impaled by something like this would hurt like hell!
Even if Denizens of Abundance could regenerate quickly, the pain wouldn't disappear.
The hesitation lasted barely a second before he made his choice.
Immediately dropping to his knees, he grasped the spear firmly with both hands.
"Then the choice is clear!"
Before Lord Longzhang could change his mind, he had to snap this spear right away!
With savage determination, he slammed the shaft brutally against his thigh.
Crack!
A crisp sound echoed through the beastship.
But it wasn't the spear that snapped—it was his thigh!
His face instantly drained of color, the pain nearly wrenching a scream from his throat.
But he grit his teeth and choked it back down.
"This is… my surrender to Lord Longzhang!"
Pain, pain, pain—!
Sora stood frozen, momentarily at a loss for words at this absurd scene.
This guy actually broke his own leg just to prove he was surrendering!
If this fellow survives, he might just become a legendary tyrant someday…
"Alright, alright, I get it." Sora patted his shoulder lightly. "Your resolve has come across loud and clear."
Cold sweat pouring down his face, the chieftain managed a strained smile. "Th-thank you… Lord Longzhang…"
Sora quickly waved him aside—anyway, the guy wasn't running anywhere fast on that broken leg.
After dealing with everything inside the beastship, Sora broadcasted the events live to all the vessels on the battlefield.
"All your chieftains have been defeated. You now have the option to surrender…"
Indeed, this had been Sora's goal all along. Those who surrendered could still be rehabilitated and spared, but if they refused, he'd have no choice but to show no mercy.
His announcement persuaded some wavering Abundance Clans to lay down their arms immediately. Yet most, driven by rage and stubborn pride, refused to yield, igniting fresh battles across space.
Sora repeated his ultimatum once more. Twice was more than fair—but if they insisted on fighting after that, there wouldn't be a third chance.
Seeing a few ships still fanning the flames of war, Sora's patience finally ran out.
The chieftain who surrendered with the broken leg witnessed something he'd never forget for the rest of his life.
Sora raised a hand…
...
Inside the Xianzhou Yuque, at the frontline command center.
General Yao Guang swiftly compiled the intelligence pouring in from the battlefield.
"Our ally's ultimatum did yield some results…"
Yet unfortunately, far too few ships were influenced. Countless enemies still rampaged unchecked.
The agreement had been clear: their mysterious ally would offer the chance to surrender twice. Afterward, resistance would be crushed mercilessly.
However…
"Easier said than done," Yao Guang muttered grimly. "It's not like we can just wipe them out all at once…"
She manipulated the Yuque's arsenal, swiftly locking onto thousands of stubborn beastships still embroiled in combat.
Even at her speed, eliminating them all would take far too long.
"He's certainly given me one hell of a headache…"
Suddenly, an urgent communication flashed on-screen. She quickly accepted—it was Mons Grandis, currently leading troops on the front lines.
"What is it? What's happened?"
Mons Grandis appeared, face taut with anxiety. "Yao Guang, Yao Guang—it's bad!"
His expression immediately set her on edge. "What's going on?"
"You need to see this yourself!"
Mons Grandis quickly switched the feed to show the battle's frontlines.
Yao Guang leaned in, eyes widening in shock. Countless branches and vines had erupted from rifts in space, entangling beastships like predatory creatures.
Their movement was swift enough to seize ships mid-flight, their grip powerful enough to twist and plug exhaust ports shut.
"What…what in the world is this thing?!"
What sort of monstrous plant devours beastships?!
An unsettling thought flashed through Yao Guang's mind.
"Could it be… an Emanator of Abundance?"
Apart from the ABUNDANCE, nothing else in the universe could summon such horrors. Only the ABUNDANCE could create such a scene.
Yao Guang's expression instantly darkened. An Emanator of Abundance appearing here was the worst possible scenario.
These beings were among the deadliest in the cosmos. Impossible to kill, dangerous to approach, capable of corrupting those sent to subdue them.
Throughout the Xianzhou Alliance's long voyages, encounters with Emanators were exceedingly rare—yet the few recorded had cost dearly.
General Teng Xiao had sacrificed himself to secure a supposed victory, and even then, Shuhu's survival remained uncertain. The Emanator could be hiding somewhere, biding time to regenerate.
One simply did not provoke an Emanator of Abundance.
Yet now, one was here—at her doorstep.
"I'll deal with this myself!"
Only an Emanator could confront another. Mons Grandis going would be suicide.
"But Yao Guang—our ally, Sora, who aided us…"
Yao Guang's eyes shot open. How could she forget?
Their ally was still undercover, aboard one of those beastships now being ensnared!
"Oh no—our ally is in danger!"
Without hesitation, Yao Guang burst into radiant light, soaring from the command center toward the battlefield. As she raced into space, she contacted headquarters to pinpoint Sora's position.
With the Cloudpeer Telescope, the coalition's command ship was quickly identified.
If there was one silver lining, it was that the command ship remained intact—for now.
Yao Guang couldn't afford even a moment's hesitation. She shot forward, trailing brilliant green light through the void as she slipped through narrow gaps in the twisting vines and reached the command vessel.
But upon boarding, the eerie silence caught her off guard.
Could this be an ambush?
She moved cautiously forward, quickly discovering several Abundance warriors pinned grotesquely to walls. Recognizing their faces sent chills down her spine.
"The Butterfly-Serpent Clan chieftain… Wild Leopard Clan chieftain… Dark Nightmare Horse Clan chieftain…"
These names topped the Alliance's list of wanted criminals. Yet here they hung helpless, impaled and subdued, already numb from agony.
The only beings moving freely were fluffy, white Bai Ze, roaming carefree and blinking curiously at Yao Guang.
They stared, puzzled at first, then seemed to reach an understanding:
Not quite as reassuring as Sora, but she seems decent enough. And thus, the Bai Ze promptly lost interest, resuming their leisurely strolls.
Seeing their lack of hostility, Yao Guang proceeded deeper into the ship. The further she went, the greater the number of immobilized enemies. By the time she reached the main control room, the sight before her left her speechless.
A towering silver figure stood ahead, countless zippers floating behind him. Those terrifying vines poured endlessly from within.
Is this…an unrecorded Emanator of Abundance?!
Yao Guang felt her breath quicken, utterly suppressed by the sheer presence emanating from him.
Such incredible strength!
How could she possibly defeat someone like this?
Victory was practically impossible. This battle was hopeless from the start.
Yet even so, she had to stake her life—
"Hey, lady! Can you not disturb Lord Longzhang's work?"
Just as Yao Guang prepared to strike, a limping chieftain holding a spear blocked her path, calling out urgently.
Information flashed in her mind: Chief of the Dangkang Clan, known for his neutral stance within the Abundance Coalition.
But what's wrong with his leg?
She stared at it blankly. Instead of shame, he proudly declared:
"This leg symbolizes my honor and marks my return to righteousness!"
Finished with his proclamation, Dangkang stubbornly barred Yao Guang's advance.
"Now, missy, don't interfere with Lord Longzhang's business—or you'll end up like those guys."
With a satisfied grin, he hobbled eagerly back to Sora's side, whispering conspiratorially.
Yao Guang murmured thoughtfully, "Longzhang… Wasn't that his undercover alias?"
Her gaze shifted slowly toward the silver figure.
Did Jing Yuan really recruit an Emanator of Abundance as a spy?!
Damn it all, Jing Yuan…!
When did he become this impressive?
After hearing Dangkang's whispers, Sora gave Yao Guang a small nod of acknowledgment, confirming his identity as their undercover ally.
However, given his strength, it seemed he hardly needed her assistance. A pang of embarrassment crept up her spine.
Awkwardly searching for words, she finally asked what exactly Sora was doing.
"I gave them a choice. Those too stubborn to surrender need some rehabilitation."
Oh… I… I see.
Yao Guang nodded as if she understood perfectly. She absolutely did not, but for the Alliance's sake, she pretended otherwise.
...
Eventually, countless beastships were bundled together by layers upon layers of vines, forming a massive spherical structure even larger than the Yuque itself.
It hovered silently beside the Yuque, making the flagship appear minuscule in comparison.
After finishing the task, Sora sent the Dangkang clan chieftain off the Yuque with a communications relay device. Soon after, signals previously disrupted across the battlefield re-established connection.
[Connection to the Luofu established.].
[Connection to the Zhuming established.]
[Connection to the Yaoqing established…]
One by one, names of the Xianzhou flagships lit up the communications panel. Moments later, familiar faces appeared before Sora—first among them, Jing Yuan's smiling visage.
"I expected we'd need to wait longer. Who knew Mr. Sora would resolve things so swiftly—"
Before Jing Yuan could finish, Jin Xing firmly pushed his face aside.
"Sora! How have you been? Are you alright?"
Mons Grandis's jaw dropped slightly.
Is this really the hot-tempered Fangyuan High Elder he knew?
Well, she shoved Jing Yuan aside, so it had to be her. But that gentle voice…?
A chill ran down Mons Grandis's spine, feeling imaginary ants crawling over him.
Suddenly, Jin Xing's narrowed gaze snapped toward him through the screen.
Oh no. This won't end well…
Following this, the gathered people quickly peppered Sora with concerned questions, asking about his recent welfare. He responded briefly, casually mentioning the adorable Bai Ze now accompanying him. Their soft, fluffy appearances quickly won everyone's hearts.
Especially Shunji, who stared hungrily at the creatures, unable to tear her eyes away.
"Don't worry, you'll have a chance to pet them before we send them home," Sora promised warmly, noticing her obvious longing.
After their joyful reunion, it was time to address the critical issues at hand.
Generals and High Elders quickly assembled, their expressions turning solemn—except for Yao Guang, who struggled internally.
She opened her mouth, nearly speaking, but ultimately chose silence. Sora's identity was too sensitive—some things could wait until after the crisis passed.
With the Xianzhou's communications restored, they immediately turned their attention to overcoming the dire situation.
"This Abundance Coalition is unprecedented in scale, gathering countless species and vast numbers of combatants."
"I propose we act with utmost caution and prepare multiple contingencies to handle unexpected scenarios…"
Listening only briefly, Sora quietly stepped away from the conference.
Now that the situation here was under control, Sora had another matter to settle urgently.
Yao Guang hurried after him when she realized he was leaving.
"Mr. Sora, why not stay another day or two?"
With the detailed intel Sora had provided, coupled with reports from the surrounding Xianzhou ships, they could easily formulate a comprehensive strategy within two days. There was no immediate need for him to rush off alone.
"Wouldn't it be safer to wait until the entire Alliance can strike at Prophet Mangas together?"
Sora met her gaze calmly. "There's something I have to do now. If I delay it even two days, I might regret it for the rest of my life."
"But…"
Yao Guang tried again to convince him, but Sora remained firm.
"If you really want to understand, ask Jing Yuan privately."
Of course, the real reason was Sora's lack of faith in the Alliance's internal secrecy. Even on the Luofu, certain matters had leaked because Robin had enlightened Dan Shu. Who could guarantee similar leaks wouldn't happen on other ships?
He couldn't say this openly—it would just stir trouble. Better to let Jing Yuan explain discreetly.
Seeing Sora's resolve, Yao Guang didn't insist further. Accepting his decision, she agreed to care for the Bai Ze in his absence.
With that settled, Sora opened a zipper-portal and vanished.
He had to keep his promise—if he delayed any longer, something terrible might happen.
...
The Abundance Coalition's gathering planet.
"Prophet Mangas, something has happened near the Xianzhou Yuque!"
A frantic Denizen of the Abundance hurriedly approached Phantylia to deliver the news.
Phantylia, however, showed no surprise—she'd long since known about this development.
Sora's guess had been correct: Phantylia's information was as timely as the Xianzhou Alliance's own.
She remained here solely for the group of Borisin kneeling obediently before her, their bodies radiating dense, blood-red energy.
Their purpose was simple.
It was all about Hoolay.
Nothing else could unite every Borisin in singular devotion like this.
"Prophet of the Master of Immortality, when can we finally free Lord Hoolay?"
Phantylia smiled faintly. "Reviving Hoolay is actually quite simple. It only depends on how committed you really are."
The Borisin exchanged glances and nodded solemnly.
"Even at the cost of our lives, we are willing!"
"Now, now," Phantylia chuckled softly, placing a ripe fruit delicately into her mouth. "Your lives aren't nearly valuable enough to trade for even half of Hoolay."
The Borisin chieftain hurriedly amended his statement: "My mistake! Forgive my foolishness."
Clearly, these Borisin had been tamed to perfection.
"To awaken Hoolay, you need only one simple step."
"What is it?"
"Throw him into the Sui Emperor's engine and melt the crystal sealing him with the Sui Emperor's flame."
Phantylia had personally tested the hardness of that crystal. While she could indeed melt it herself, it would take far too long. But the Sui Emperor's flame was a different matter entirely.
However do these Borisin even have the guts?
One mistake, and Hoolay wouldn't even leave behind ashes!
Sure enough, the Borisin exchanged wary glances again.
If Hoolay failed to survive, they'd become traitors guilty of murdering a Warhead, forever exiled from their clan.
"Is…is there no other way, Prophet Mangas?"
Their chieftain hesitated nervously, his previous bravado nowhere to be seen.
Facing their hesitation, Phantylia simply added fuel to the fire.
Her gaze sharpened, eyes blazing with temptation.
"There's chaos outside right now, and that meddler is busy protecting the Bai Ze. Miss this chance, and it's gone forever…"
"Are you sure you want to pass this up?"
The flames in her eyes ignited the Borisin chieftain's ambition, burning away his doubts.
She's right. If we don't act now, we might never get another chance.
What am I hesitating for?
"I understand, Prophet Mangas!"
With that, he hurriedly left.
Phantylia leaned back comfortably, watching him leave with an amused smile.
Her goal wasn't complicated; she simply wanted to savor the delicious spectacle of mental anguish.
If Hoolay was revived, the Borisin chieftain's authority would suffer, inevitably causing resentment. And if Hoolay perished, he'd be labeled a murderer among his people.
Either outcome was utterly delightful.
Phantylia was never shy about enjoying the mental torment of even her own followers.
Especially now, as another disturbance unfolded elsewhere on this Abundance stronghold.
Within the Bai Ze settlement, a white fox with seven tails furiously defended the frightened Bai Ze from wave after wave of attacking Denizens.
Yet the more fiercely she fought, the more crazed her attackers became.
"I recognize her! That fox is from the Xianzhou Cangyan!"
"She's a spy—tear off her fur! Eat those damned Ze!"
With the Xianzhou Yuque incident escalating, the Bai Ze found themselves under sudden siege.
Ahri, charged with protecting them, stood her ground valiantly. But the enemies pouring in felt endless, and she was quickly nearing exhaustion.
At this rate, the Bai Ze will die…
Ahri pushed herself further, battling desperately. But her energy had dwindled dangerously—another burst of power would manifest her eighth tail. Once the ninth appeared, it would mean her end.
Should I risk it? Her sharp fox-eyes flickered with uncertainty.
She glanced back at the Bai Ze, huddled and trembling behind her, and memories flooded her mind. She was no longer that weak girl forced to watch helplessly from afar as Sora fought alone.
She was stronger now—strong enough to…
Suddenly, she noticed the Bai Ze no longer trembling. Instead, they began cheering, joyfully welcoming someone.
Confused by this sudden change, Ahri tilted her head slightly.
"It's alright now. Leave the rest to me."
Hearing that familiar voice, Ahri's confusion melted away into relief.
"Sora…?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Get some rest."
At his words, Ahri's towering form shrank swiftly, her strength fading into exhaustion.
Ahead, countless vines surged forward, sealing off the entrance tightly. Sora gently placed Ahri behind him to recover, smiling warmly as the excited Bai Ze flocked happily around him.
His lips curled confidently into a wide grin.
"Come on, everyone—I'm taking you home!"
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T/N: HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT let me check my timer okay okay, just a little bit under an hour for this chapter... I think im gonna change the schedule for HSR, and have it be every upload day HOWEVER, it will be 1 chapter, therefore you guys still get your HSR at a higher consistency rather than me giving up halfway through and just uploading 1 chapter for the week
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