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... e mutated pieces.
Some of his cores had faint black veins, while some carried uneven coloration.
It was pure corruption, but it wasn’t clean either.
The clerk paused on one of them and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Mutation traces."
Arthur nodded. "Some of the monsters weren’t normal."
She muttered softly at his reply. "That explains it."
Then she placed the mutated cores aside.
"After processing, these can be refined into higher yie ...
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