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When he was a child, as long as you gave him a slightly straight stick, there wouldn't be a flower or grass taller than his waist within ten miles of home; stray dogs would get two whacks. If you tied a string to it, not even a tadpole in the pond would stand a chance.,So that night, Ou Yangrong used an electric motor, gears, chopsticks, and rubber to create a physical clicker. He put it and his phone on the bedside table and frantically clicked away at accumulating merit points, while he leisurely recited his vocabulary words and went to sleep listening to the Great Compassion Mantra.,Then came the sound of water from outside. Unlike the ebb and flow of the tides, to 歐陽戎's ears, this sound was like a train roaring towards him from afar. It seemed to be coming from the end of the horizon, sweeping away everything in its path—flowers, birds, animals, mountains, and forests—all laid waste before it. The whole world trembled with the force of it.。