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... cold sweat, with his bangs sticking to his forehead. His hands, resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, were clenched tightly into fists, clearly reflecting his intense state of anxiety.
"Just now... even the Cerebro system became a bit unstable, just like when you were tracing Caesar's consciousness before. The feedback signal exceeded the machine's limits."
Hank swallowed nervously, supporting Charles's back. He couldn't help but ask, "Professor Charles, what exactly did you ...
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