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... or many people who lived on the land, they had never felt so happy seeing rain clouds.
The raindrops rained down quickly as if someone poured it down from the sky in scoops.
The parched earth greedily absorbed the rain, and a muddy smell spread everywhere.
The wanderers were so excited they carried out jars to collect water from the sky. In the past winter, they had worked laboriously for the Flaming Horn tribe in exchange for food and water. However, they had not r ...
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