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“Mister, I make a living online. You can think of me as a storyteller.”,His body was sinking faster and faster. Yishu Yuan didn't know how much saliva he had swallowed, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. Besides the feeling of suffocation in his body, the surrounding water seemed to be getting colder and colder, and his struggles gradually weakened.,At this moment, Yi Shu Yuan instinctively reached out to grab onto everything. The swirling light seemed to be grasped by his fingertips.。