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Lan Nuo turned his head and gasped. There were dozens of people lying on the ground, all looking exactly like they did before he time-traveled. Faced with this bizarre sight, Lan Nuo calmly turned back to the training instructor. “Can I still bet on number 8888”,The other Blue Nobles gradually woke up. Upon learning that their lack of special abilities meant they were to be discarded into the myriad worlds, one by one, they instinctively learned the Trisolaran technique of dehydration and became dried-up salted fish.,"Darn it! What a bunch of good-for-nothings!" Mentor Lan Nuo looked at the group of useless sprouts, stomping his feet in anger: "Get yourselves together!。