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In the Steam Era, the Primordial awakens from its slumber, and the Old Ones walk among mortals.
    Deities descend, the ancient awakens, and evil spirits rejoice in song.
    “I just want to stay at home, research Magic, modify puppets, earn a bit more money, and get a few invention patents…”
    Wei'en looked at the innumerable, indescribable, bizarre existences on the world's dome and let out a sigh, “Why force my hand?”
    Left with no choice, he could only raise a finger towards the void before him——and unleash a frantic barrage!
    “Add points for me!”