For the Sake of Fixing the Magic Mirror

The black hound relentlessly made its return over again and again.

15/100!

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43/100!

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Since the town was…a town, the number of people who lived here were few. That means, the number of laundries were as little. Many of times, Zhang Yang would have to sit there and wait until the underwear re-spawned again. For as long as it seemed, Zhang Yang got really agitated as times goes by. Every time there was someone coming out of their house to dry their clothes, Zhang Yang would be the first to visit the house and wait for the golden chance to swipe the ladies’ undergarment.

81/100!

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99/100!

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"Woof!" The black hound barked, "welcoming" Zhang Yang for the last time as Zhang Yang defeated the little critter to claim his final "prize". Once it’s done, he rode frantically to Gus to dump all the "dirty" load.

"What a blessing!" said Gus as he buried his face in the pile of slightly damp laundry.