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Disaster Apocalypse: Farming, Family, and My Hidden Secret Space - Chapter 237. Being Worshiped
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... t ask curiously, "Jin’er, we heard you went hunting wild boar with your dad. That’s amazing!"
"It’s not that amazing. I was just tagging along. It was mainly my dad and the others who caught a few wild chickens," Jin’er said modestly.
"Catching wild chickens is impressive enough. We can’t even dream of capturing a single wild chicken feather," Daya said sincerely admiring.
She was the oldest among them, already fifteen. If it weren’t for this sudden disaster, her family w ...
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