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Chapter Fifty Nine: Other World
Author: Evil Buddha
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The trio were very quiet, pondering what the woman had just said right now about the realm which existed—the realm called Stivilli. Cassio didn't take it to heart because he had dreamed about it, Chase was a little flustered but Ethan felt entirely different—as if he had been led to a whole new world of knowledge.

Ethan silently sat down and asked Catha, "This Stivilli, it exists in another universe, right?"

Hearing this question Cassio couldn't help but become surprised. When did Ethan who was naturally a blockhead know about universes? What happened to him being blockhead?

"What's your definition of a universe?" Catha asked, becoming interested in Ethan's question.

Cassio who was more knowledgeable couldn't help but sit down and listen to what Ethan would say in relation to Catha's question.

Chase on the other hand eagerly sat down on the floor and waited for Ethan to say something stupid and provocative to the woman. That way him chewing off his balls would be justified.

Ethan took
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