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The white Porsche was moving normally on the road, and although Wen Zhixia didn't know where they were going next, she didn't care.

The scenery on both sides were no longer as bizarre as before. Wen Zhixia, who could see the rough outline of the surroundings and regained her normal heartbeat, could only turn her head towards the window.

No longer caring about the ease of the driver's seat