Chapter 952: Butterfly Effect (8K chapter)

Dao Orthodoxy has two things: 'Talismanic Incantations' and 'Talismans'.

Talismanic Incantations go without saying, while Talismans are like identity cards.

The transmission of Talismans usually serves two functions.

First, it records the cultivator's name, Daoist title, Legacy, and Dao rank.

A cultivator must undergo certain initiation procedures to become a Daoist, their name recorded in the Talisman, and only then do they qualify to learn knowledge and Legacies such as Daoist scriptures and precepts.

cultivation methods are protected; without a Talisman of the corresponding rank, one cannot remember or cultivate orthodox Daoist cultivation methods at all. The Talisman is the register of Daoists.

Second, it records the names of deities. Through the Talisman, the Daoist methods performed during fasting rituals and ceremonies can manifest spiritual power, such as summoning specific deities and dispatching them to various places, thereby achieving purposes like favorable weather and suppressing evil spirits.

Wild Daoists without Talismans, even if they possess Daoist methods, find it difficult to perform fasting rituals and ceremonies, let alone command deities.

According to the grading, upon initial entry into Daoist rituals, one is granted the Alliance Might Talisman.

The Alliance Might Talisman grants access to scriptures such as 120 scrolls of “Fa Wen Jing,” 360 chapters of “Da Zhang,” 1200 chapters of “Xiao Zhang,” 300 scrolls of “Chao Tian Jiao Yi,” 10 scrolls of “Xiu Zhen Yao,” 3 scrolls of “Yu Jing,” 3 scrolls of “Zhi Yao,” 60 scrolls of “Tai Ling Yin and Yang Tui Qian Li,” 5 scrolls of “Jin Zhou,” 3 scrolls of “Tong Jing Wen,” one essay of “Xiu Yuan Ming Zhen Wen,” and 1 scroll of “Yu Bu Xing Gang.”

Only after completing the cultivation of all these cultivation methods and magical techniques can one enter the next stage.

Then, upon reaching the seventh rank, one is granted the Vajra Cave Spirit Talisman, obtaining the twelve scriptures of “Dong Shen.”

Following this are, in order: the High Profound Talisman, the Ascending Profound Talisman, the Middle Alliance Talisman, and the Three Caves Treasure Talisman. Each has corresponding cultivation methods and various advancement methods, requiring a vast amount of learning.

Upon reaching the third rank, which signifies 'Immortal Ascension through Dao attainment,' one can obtain an exclusive Talisman.

At this stage, the distinguishing features include wearing a Purple Star Crown, carrying the Supreme Completion Dao Seal and Sash, wielding the Scenic Essence Sword, donning a Yellow Tranquility Hat, and receiving the Three Officials’ Ancestral Examination Contract, the Severing Earth Roots Scroll, the Ascending Heaven Scroll, the Five Emperors’ Great Devil Joint Recommendation Scroll, the Thirty-Two Heavenly Emperors’ Scroll, and the Golden Core Great Secret of Flying Steps and various methods.

Of course, not everyone will dress so ostentatiously, but this is roughly considered the ‘formal attire’ of Earth Immortals, similar to a uniform.

In this state, the Talisman is their greatest weapon.

Zhang Zong wore a green Daoist robe, a nine-colored Li Luo cape, a purple skirt with red patterns, and a nine-light jade pendant.

Unlike Li Qi, who was unadorned, Zhang Zong possessed Spiritual Artifacts.

As the Talisman emerged, Zhang Zong maintained his Fist Intent while conjuring lightning magic with his other hand.

The essence of Martial Dao Inner Qi is Chaos.

And from Chaos, the light and turbid Qi first separated. When these two collide, what is born is thunder.

Among various magical techniques, lightning magic has the greatest resistance to Chaos.

Of course, in reality, lightning magic doesn't cause much damage to Martial Dao Inner Qi; it just has higher resistance. Compared to other magical techniques, lightning magic can endure longer against the erosion of Martial Dao Inner Qi without collapsing.

If cutting Li Qi's magical techniques was like a hot knife through butter, cutting Zhang Zong's lightning magic would be like cutting meat—it's not impossible to cut, but there's considerable resistance.

At the same time, as he freed one hand to cast a magical technique, his originally seamless Fist Intent was breached, and Martial Dao Inner Qi directly poured into his Physical Body through the opening.

But at this moment, lightning pierced through Zhang Zong's body. His Inner World, including his Physical Body, was filled with Divine Heaven Thunder.

Martial Dao Inner Qi paused as a result.

In that momentary pause, Zhang Zong clenched both fists, and the Talisman radiated light!

Thunder is the agitated Qi of Yin and Yang. Pouring water onto casting fire produces thunderous sound. This is what Zhang Zong once said about the origin of Dao Orthodoxy's water, fire, and thunder methods. His usual practice of brewing tea with water and fire methods is actually part of his lightning magic cultivation.

However, he genuinely enjoys drinking tea and collecting tea leaves.

Setting that aside, as Zhang Zong burst into this posture, lightning magic erupted within his body!

His Inner World was completely filled with thunder, and the Divine Heaven Thunder violently replaced his Physical Body.

In this instant, Zhang Zong's martial arts and magical techniques were completely integrated into his being!

Zhong You's pupils dilated, and he immediately accelerated his attack.

Intelligence reports stated that Zhang Zong, when he was at the fourth rank, once fought the Demonic Prince to a draw.

This draw was not due to the Demonic Prince holding back, but a genuine stalemate; the Demonic Prince could not defeat Zhang Zong in this state.

Zhang Zong's martial arts and magical techniques were completely fused.

Moreover, not only that, he had even permeated the past and future. The Divine Heaven Thunder protected his entire existence, making the current Zhang Zong a perfectly stat-balanced monster.

His martial arts, magical techniques, existential presence, strategy, tactics, offense and defense, spatio-temporal essence, and even the timeline battles extending from it, were all perfect.

However, his Talismans and the Spiritual Artifacts he wore were faintly wailing.

Evidently, maintaining this state required the Shangqing Golden Palace Talisman, which recorded all his information, to play a crucial role. It was the existence of the Talisman that made this method feasible.

Zhong You clearly realized this point as well.

Martial Artists are not skilled in timeline battles, so the only move he can employ is to directly overwhelm the opponent.

Zhang Zong excels in all aspects, whether it's direct combat, magical technique battles, or existential comparisons through timeline calculations; he is formidable.

But a Martial Artist doesn't need to face those extraneous things.

He only needs to defeat Zhang Zong in his most proficient area.

Then let's try it!

With Fist Intent stabilizing the thunder, a punch was thrown, and the Divine Heaven Thunder around Zhang Zong was forcibly suppressed. Instantly, heaven and earth shook, but… that was all.

The Martial Artist continued to attack just as he did against Li Qi, because that was the only way he knew how.

The Martial Artist's advantage lies here, and his disadvantage also lies here.

And Zhang Zong stared intently at Zhong You.

He can win, but there's one problem.

Facing such a Martial Artist, winning is easy, and escaping is also easy, but that wouldn't have much effect on the overall battle.

Whether Zhang Zong simply fled or defeated the opponent, neither would yield any substantial results.

Even if he won, he couldn't leave, because he couldn't kill him. As long as he couldn't kill him, the Martial Artist would quickly, with the help of humanity, enter other battlefields. In essence, they would simply part ways and fight elsewhere.

To truly achieve “I’ve dealt with you, now I’m going elsewhere,” one needs to incapacitate the opponent.

But in that case… it's so difficult. The Martial Artist's Physical Body is truly formidable.

For Zhang Zong to determine a victor is simple, but to incapacitate the opponent or even decide life and death, he must overcome the Martial Artist's inherent resilience.

Martial Artists are very resilient, unlike Li Qi, who was like a sandbag that broke after a couple of hits.

However…

He's just a bigger, more resilient sandbag.

Watch me beat you until you can't take care of yourself!

To defeat those metaphysical existences, one must find a way to destroy their Dao principles, refute their logic, make them lose their self-consistent existence, or Seal them from the timeline.

But Martial Artists are not metaphysical existences; destroying a Martial Artist only requires sufficient power.

Meanwhile, Zhong You was not disheartened. Although he was blocked by Zhang Zong, he didn't believe he would lose. His thoughts were actually the same as Zhang Zong's.

Kill or cripple the opponent, then go after Li Qi.

Both sides held an absolute conviction of victory; neither believed they would lose.

The battle resumed.

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Meanwhile, Li Qi had already escaped four or five nodes.

Each node was similar to Zhang Zong's, with corresponding individuals helping him resist the pursuit of humanity.

Li Qi was traversing all critical nodes in his life. If he could defend all these nodes, it would mean victory, and humanity would be stopped.

But if even one place wasn't defended, humanity could advance unimpeded, easily locking down Li Qi's possibilities and achieving their ulterior motives.

To precisely locate each node, Li Qi had to travel through his own life, searching for places he thought might go wrong, or arriving at nodes where humanity chose to act.

This was actually very difficult.

No one knew which node was crucial. Perhaps the place humanity attacked was a feint, and committing a third-rank combatant there would tilt the situation. Perhaps a node he considered very important was completely unnoticed by humanity, resulting in wasted defenses.

However, humanity, as the attacking side, was also not having an easy time.

They had to precisely locate those important events in Li Qi's life and commit sufficient combat power.

If they misjudged the combat power needed, it could lead to the death or defeat of a third-rank.

Moreover, Shaman Dao only needed to defend, while they had to actively attack, actively seek opportunities, and ultimately find a way to seize Li Qi.

This was destined to be a very difficult game for both sides.

Li Qi didn't even know why he was the target.

He was indeed a bit special, but was he truly so special that two Dao Orthodoxys had to contend for him?

Li Qi didn't know, but he understood this wasn't the time to think about such things. He needed to traverse the timeline as much as possible, searching for one node after another.

Traveling through endless time and space, searching for nodes in the temporal sequence, Li Qi felt… as if he was surrounded by an abyss, the future was an abyss, the past was an abyss, and the present was an endless black abyss.

He tried his best to avoid, search, look down, and caress every stone, because every stone could trip him, causing him to fall into the abyss, never to recover.

The silent darkness, the invisible unknown, was more daunting than all imagined fears.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing certain. In endless history, nothing was certain; the only certainty was uncertainty itself.

Beneath the thick fog of various theories and possibilities, only inscrutable obscurity arose.

So-called deductions, the 'foreseeing the future' and 'divination' that Mortals feared, were ultimately nothing more than a mist of numbers, useless in this darkness.

Or rather… their effect had already been nullified by the opponent's deductions.

Intuition was more effective than sight here.

Everything he experienced was simply mist. Li Qi felt that his understanding of 'his own life' was merely an illusion.

Even his own self, this seemingly factual existence, was nothing more than a deceptive illusion.

Even the most sober person should question whether they are truly sober, and even doubt whether they truly exist.

If one ignores this existential questioning, then it is self-deception.

In the journey of pursuing his life, Li Qi was misled, discovering that his initial conception was wrong.

But Li Qi was also struggling to find his way. This pursuit battle in the dark abyss was like an endless kaleidoscope.

His past had been altered, full of errors. The people he once met, the events he experienced, had all vanished, yet they hadn't vanished… because Li Qi himself still remembered them.

As long as Li Qi himself remembered, they wouldn't vanish… right?

But if he were to believe so firmly, wouldn't he then fall into the Demonic Dao's prison?

This forced him to re-examine his life.

He had already achieved substantiality and was complacent about it. But what then?

Li Qi created his own 'reality' and also acknowledged the reality of the outside world.

This was like dropping a solid rock into the turbulent darkness.

This rock was not the vast Universe, nor the boundless hyper-space, but a tiny, seemingly useless stone in the eyes of others.

But it was this very stone that formed the solid foundation of Li Qi's existence.

Around him, in the chaotic, stormy, dark abyss, surging waves continuously crashed against this rock, seemingly trying to shatter it.

Around the rock, within the swirling darkness, faces, events, and civilizations vaguely emerged—all those sentient beings existing in the sea of illusion, lacking substantiality yet truly present.

They desperately reached out around Li Qi's rock, grasping it. They depended on Li Qi's rock for their existence, though they themselves were unaware. Only by clinging to Li Qi's rock could they exist in this dark ocean; otherwise, they would sink and become part of the ocean.

But… Li Qi himself was in peril.

Other rocks were also colliding with Li Qi.

Each collision caused those hands desperately clinging to Li Qi's rock to be flung away, then turn into splashes falling into the ocean, their forms gradually blurring, and then disappearing.

The reality dependent on Li Qi was blurring due to the frantic storms whipped up by other high-rank existences, even intensifying.

Li Qi's life and all past history were in such a state.

Beings with an insufficiently firm Dao Heart would instantly perish merely by falling into such a dark abyss. Their mentality could not sustain them through such a war, nor could it sustain them in searching for that possible moment in the dark ocean.

Mortals could not witness this earth-shattering war. Third-ranks battled each other to the death in the shattered timelines of the world.

Li Qi continuously moved from one crisis to the next, forced to make major decisions repeatedly, with few simple principles to follow. Each decision would cause countless butterfly effects, and these butterfly effects would, in turn, lead to more decisions, continuing to cause butterfly effects.

This war… by perceived time, had lasted for hundreds of billions of years.

Sometimes, Li Qi would ponder many things during this endless war of retrospection.

For example…

Was what he experienced truly real?

He had already seen millions of different Sixth Uncles, besides the first Sixth Uncle he met in his childhood, there were many different Sixth Uncles.

The Sixth Uncle who left his first impression was a good person, but his methods were relatively weak, and he ultimately failed to control the internal strife of the Paibo Gang. After his death, the Paibo Gang disintegrated under internal and external pressures.

But in the great war waged against Li Qi's life, Li Qi witnessed many, many Sixth Uncles.

Some of them were cunning, some were fierce, and some never accepted Li Qi from the start.

Others were kinder and weaker, so much so that they didn't survive the competition in the Strongmen Gang.

Different Sixth Uncles, but the initial nodes were all connected; it was just different life experiences that shaped them differently, like parallel worlds.

But the problem is...

Every Sixth Uncle represents a different possibility, and all of them are real. With so many realities capable of altering Li Qi's life, how should Li Qi himself make decisions in such circumstances?

Admittedly, Li Qi's main body would not be affected. These modified histories were irrelevant; as long as this war ended, he could fix history again, and all changes would disappear, everything would return to the 'first time'.

So, the later ones, are they fake, right?

No, Li Qi's answer was: "They are all real." Each time, every Sixth Uncle, was real.

But if the others were real, why would Li Qi choose the first time? Shouldn't he treat them all equally?

Since they were all real, why was the first time so unique?

Moreover, it was far from just Sixth Uncle.

Li Qi also saw Old Ma, an unknown number of times.

Many, many times, Old Ma strove for improvement; he cultivated to the Seventh Rank and could adventure with Li Qi.

Old Ma, after reaching the Seventh Rank, was very excited. He truly loved the name Ma Ji, showing off that he was called Ma Ji, and then charged into battle with Li Qi, even though he didn't understand that Li Qi was with him because he was preparing to alter the future.

So, were these Old Mas who lived to the Seventh Rank fake?

Li Qi didn't help him; he reached the Seventh Rank on his own.

He was still lazy and carefree every day, flirting with mares, drinking, never settling down, but he was no longer muddled, having found his own path. Although his personality hadn't changed, many things had, and he no longer made Li Qi sigh with disappointment.

Previously, Li Qi had never tried to go back that far to make up for Old Ma's regrets, but now it was realized by the Human Dao during the Human-Shaman War.

So...

After the war ended and the dust settled, assuming Li Qi was lucky enough to win, which Old Ma would he ultimately preserve?

Would it be the Old Ma who failed to break through to the Seventh Rank, eventually grew old and frail, and died regretting by Li Qi's side?

Or the Old Ma who found his own path, broke through to the Seventh Rank, and continued to frolic by Li Qi's side?

Li Qi liked the second Old Ma, and the second Old Ma was also real.

However, if he wanted to maintain the stability of history and the normal development of Li Qi's past, then Li Qi would ultimately smooth out the ripples caused by temporal disturbances and eliminate all histories outside of the 'first time'.

Should it be like this?

Does one really have to insist that history is real?

Then which period of history is 'more real' and 'more qualified' to be preserved?

So, what if one doesn't insist on so-called 'reality' but chooses the history one desires?

For example, let Sixth Uncle remain in the first timeline, because his life was already complete.

And then, let Old Ma be able to break through to the Seventh Rank.

Li Qi would not have any problems because of this. As a Third Rank, his own existence was already 'self-sufficient' and did not depend on external factors, so even if history changed, it would not affect him.

These were just a part of his experiences.

It's just that...

Old Ma and Sixth Uncle would genuinely change as a result. Could Li Qi truly face them naturally after they've been altered?

Li Qi knew that all of this was due to the Human-Shaman War, and even his own choices, which led to their current state.

Are they truly real?

After reshaping his own life for hundreds of billions of years, Li Qi couldn't help but feel doubt.

"Boss, why are you spacing out again?" At this moment, Old Ma beside him suddenly spoke.

Li Qi was sitting cross-legged on the Sixth Rank Old Ma. According to the current 'development', Old Ma's history had been completely reshaped, so he had now transformed into a Dragon, a type of demon dragon called a Cong Dragon.

At first glance, a Cong Dragon looks like an ordinary Dragon, but the difference lies in its mane and its hooves instead of Dragon claws.

He was now four or five li long, and Li Qi sitting cross-legged on his Dragon back was more than enough space.

"Is it not normal for me to space out?" Li Qi looked down at Old Ma and said with a light chuckle.

"It's very normal, but today it's been a bit too long, and normally, Boss, you wouldn't space out with that kind of expression."

"What expression?" Li Qi touched his face. Even though he was already a Third Rank, he wasn't very good at discerning other people's so-called 'expressions'.

Of course, grasping emotions was simple enough; he could just read minds. But discerning expressions was, after all, a subtle matter, and Li Qi didn't particularly like subtlety.

"How should I put it... just that kind of expression like I'm about to die." Old Ma said this while carrying Li Qi through the Universe.

Li Qi was speechless, but he immediately composed his expression and said, "Old Ma, tell me, if I could turn you into anything you wanted to be, would you accept it?"

"Asking such a question suddenly?" Old Ma fell into contemplation.

Then, after thinking for a while, he said, "In that case, would I still be me? For example, if Boss wanted to shape me into an idiot, and I really became an idiot, wouldn't I be finished?"

"Yes, but we are also constantly changing, right? You weren't like this at first. Why is there such a big difference in attitude between changing slowly over time and changing suddenly?" Li Qi sighed.

"I feel like Boss is thinking about something very difficult, but I suggest you think less about such things; it's taxing on the mind." Old Ma didn't care at all.

He seemed to be a carefree bachelor, completely indifferent to those things. Anyway, he was now well-fed and well-provided for, and already a Sixth Rank; his talent had been exhausted, and further progress was unlikely, so he might as well clear his mind.

Anyway, he was already a Sixth Rank; he would never lack food no matter where he went in this life, so why bother himself? He always had a very open-minded view.

Li Qi looked at Old Ma like this, feeling helpless yet somewhat relieved.

If that were the case, wouldn't it be quite good? He could completely allow this Old Ma to continue existing, but... all the Old Mas that had appeared before would disappear.

We often say 'special people'.

So, who would be considered special to a Third Rank?

Probably only beings with substantiality like Li Qi could be called that.

Mortals were insubstantial phantoms; Li Qi could mold them as he pleased. If he wanted Old Ma back, he could retrieve any kind of Old Ma.

But... would the one brought back this way truly be Old Ma?

No, why say it isn't? He is Old Ma, no matter how you ask, how you look, how you investigate his existence, he is that wild Dragon Steed who then experienced many things with Li Qi.

What right did Li Qi have to say he wasn't Old Ma?

It's just... not the Old Ma he first met, that's all.

"Old Ma," Li Qi began, "Do you think it's necessary for people to dwell on the past?"

Hearing this, Old Ma suddenly turned to look at Li Qi.

He saw a sense of aimless emptiness, powerlessness, and helplessness in his Boss.

However, at this moment...

Old Ma's body suddenly exploded.

Not only that, but a spell had already descended; power from a Third Rank had found Li Qi at this moment.

Li Qi's thoughts were immediately interrupted.

This was not the first Old Ma to be killed, but whether he was killed or not didn't really matter, because as long as the past was reshaped, then... it would be as if none of this had happened.

"Your state of mind is in disarray." The descending Human Dao Third Rank spoke.

"Yes, my state of mind is in disarray." Li Qi sighed.

Why would his mind be in disarray? He had clearly witnessed this kind of death hundreds of billions of times. In the timeline war, things without substantiality were like this.

A wave of the hand brings life, a turn of the hand brings destruction.

But why, this time especially... did his state of mind ripple?

Was it the superposition of hundreds of billions of previous deaths finally erupting now? Or was it due to something else?

"Then we're about to win." The descending Human Dao Third Rank said so.

Li Qi didn't say much, because the Shaman's Third Rank support had also arrived, and according to the plan, he should retreat.

As for Old Ma's death... that was irrelevant. As long as they could win, Li Qi could let him live as many times as he wanted.

Could he?

Li Qi's doubts grew increasingly large.

He could indeed bring Old Ma back to life, but he could no longer confirm whether the outside world was real.

The more he manipulated the Third Rank's transgressive power, the more he felt a sense of fear and awe towards the world's nothingness.

Li Qi's life had significantly merged into a strange state during this conflict, such that any significant change in his destiny would shake the foundation of other things.

However, Li Qi also realized that he was powerless against this; this was the reality he currently faced.

It was meaningless to dwell on whether the outside world was real...

Perhaps, reality itself had no meaning.

Li Qi had also considered other solutions, such as... acknowledging the reality of every Old Ma, that each Old Ma was real, and they were merely constantly killing one Old Ma and then creating another, as if traversing parallel worlds, each time killing an Old Ma in a parallel world.

But that would bring about a new problem.

What exactly was Li Qi struggling with?

If everything was like a parallel world and wouldn't affect Li Qi himself, then why should he care about those? He should only need to protect his own world and not bother with so many parallel worlds.

But the reality was, he had to maintain these histories, otherwise, if the 'Li Qi' in these histories were captured, he, as the 'main body', would also be captured along with them, showing that all of this was not a parallel world, but a single world that repeatedly restarted.

But no matter what, Li Qi was already exhausted.

As the focal point of the war, he had to confront all 'nodes', while other Third Ranks or Second Ranks only needed to accept the nodes they were responsible for.

Li Qi's workload was the sum of all participants, because events happened in his life, so he would fully experience everything everyone did.

Everyone's subjective experience of time was completely different. After all, time had no meaning for a Third Rank; there was no need to discuss the correspondence of time axes, only the correspondence of events that occurred.

In this war, some people felt they only participated as external aid in one or two battles, fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, while others had spent billions of years maintaining a certain period of Li Qi's history.

And Li Qi would experience all scenarios; he had already experienced hundreds of billions of years of subjective time here, so much so that he had seen too much, leading him to develop some negative thoughts.

However... fatigue would not affect a Third Rank. Even if Li Qi was tired, it wouldn't make him hesitate in the slightest.

Time continued to pass.

Another several hundred billion years passed, and Li Qi had already traversed almost all possible lives, and many new lives had developed.

In some lives, Li Qi did not experience the Qingwu City Chaos.

In some lives, Li Qi reconciled with Zen Master Zhi.

And in some lives, he did not give birth to Li Shiwei.

Many different lives, these were other possibilities, but these were all merely branches created to find Li Qi's flaws.

However, Li Qi gained a different insight from this.

An insight from the Desire Realm.

The Desire Realm within Li Qi allowed him a new understanding of these branches and different possibilities. From the Desire Realm, Li Qi could see... that possibilities don't necessarily have to exist.

This world might have originally been nothingness, yet it existed.

Li Qi's branch lives were the same.

These branch lives of Li Qi should not have been born, yet they were born, just like this world.

It had no logical reason to exist; it could completely not exist, yet it existed!

This astonished Li Qi.

Perhaps what he saw was illusory in structural detail, perhaps these branches were even more illusory in the overall Universe, but they were certainly related in their essence, perhaps even real in their essence.

It must have been truly 'real branches' that prompted Li Qi to perceive them; although illusory in terms of existential meaning, they were real in spirit.

Again, in a branch of one's life... this was a history where Li Qi did not go to Chang'an to study; Li Qi directly married Shen Shuibi.

"Li Qi." At this moment, Shen Shuibi held Li Qi's hand.

Unlike Old Ma, the rabbit possessed substantiality; she had always been aware of the occurrence of regressions.

As a Fourth Rank, she could maintain her consciousness during regressions, although she could do nothing.

"I've always been here..."

She looked at Li Qi with concern.

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