Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Inside his room, Chen Fan sat on the floor, his body twisted into an unusual posture. As he transitioned from one movement to the next, his breathing shifted in a precise, intricate rhythm. After completing the final form, he let his body go slack.
Sweat coursed down his defined muscles, and a thin layer of steam rose from his skin as if he had just stepped out of a sauna.
“The combat zombies in the dream world were
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