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Another wave of cutting sounds resounded throughout the entire stone-cutting field. Everyone held their breaths and waited quietly for the result.
There were originally several stone-cutting machines in the quarry. Now that all the machines had stopped, everyone gathered here to watch the show.
Some people who came later hurriedly asked about the situation.
One of them, a middle-aged man with a big belly and wearing a black suit, squeezed into the crowd with great difficulty. He hurriedly pulled someone over and asked, "What happened here? Why didn't anyone go to gamble on stones? Why did they all come to the stone-cutting field?"
Seeing that he seemed to be a successful person, the man hurriedly replied, "Stone gambling can be played anytime, but this level of PK is not something that can be encountered anytime."
The middle-aged man looked around the arena and was confused. "Who is this PK?"