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... t a single bit of emerald green. The hundred and ten refugees looked numb and walked slowly in a certain direction. On this road, from time to time, a corpse covered in rotting flesh can be seen. Mosquitoes and flies hovered, maggots wriggled, and a child with dry, sunken cheeks squatted beside him, swallowing, and grabbed a few maggots and stuffed them into his mouth. His eyes are fierce and determined like a lone wolf.
Suddenly, a kick came.
She was caught off guard and fell ...
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