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... est his body. He closed his eyes and thought about his own matters.
The teenager helped Dudian up after collecting all the samples: “You can go to the side and rest for a while.”
Dudian looked at him: “What’s Your Name?”
The teenager’s face slightly changed: “My name is Samba.”
“Samba…”Dudian slightly nodded. He got up from the bed. There was a magic blade on his broken knee. He stood on the ground and poked the floor, he walked towards the rest area on the other ...
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