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Arknights Endfield: I Can Always Pull Out One Yuan

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Good news: I got isekai’d into Endfield. Bad news: my starter ability is making it rain. In plain terms, I can pull out a one-yuan coin anytime I want… and throw it. “You’re provoking me?” The Earthsplitter mugger blocking the road stared at the suspicious hooded guy in front of him—who had just fished a single coin out of his pocket, like he was tossing spare change to a beggar, and casually flicked it onto the ground. Honestly, he could feel himself starting to see red. “You’ve got it wrong—I didn’t mean it like that!” Hao Fan hurried to explain, hoping they could resolve this peacefully. But then—without thinking—his hand slipped back into his pocket and pulled out another one-yuan coin. And, by pure reflex, he tossed it on the ground again. “…” In that instant, the Earthsplitter’s dignity was ground into dust. From that moment on, there was no “talking it out”—only hostility. “I’m screwed… I think I’m about to die. (-_-)”
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