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... filled, but I have a prerequisite."

   "Oh? What condition?"

"Material!"

   Speaking of this, Maria looked very proud.

   "As long as you can find me a material that is strong enough to resist any attack, then I can make the mecha you want."

   "Where is such a good thing, I want this kind of thing too... Wait, it seems that there are really."

"Why?"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's answer, Maria was taken aback.

"Really?"

   "Woo...but ...

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