At the forefront of the convoy.
A Level 6 modified tank stood out prominently.
Zhang Yaoyang sat inside the cockpit, his expression so dark it seemed like water could drip from it.
He stared intently at the black RV in the distance, which had just shed its golden glow, with jealousy and rage almost bursting from his eyes.
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Urban / Supernatural
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Isekai / Mature
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LitRPG / Urban
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Xianxia / Comedy
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