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A piercing electric hum cut through Luo Jie's thoughts, drawing the attention of everyone present.,The muscular man in sunglasses tested the microphone, nodding with satisfaction. The amplifier worked well, allowing nearly a hundred people present to hear his voice clearly.,After all, this man in a suit isn't stupid. From the ground sand and vegetation, he can tell that this is definitely not a studio. Even if he doesn't believe in anything about another space, he doesn't think he could walk out of this endless desolate desert alone without any equipment or supplies.。