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8 years ago.
Even as time passed, that moment from the distant past couldn’t be forgotten.
Nitrogen and phosphorus. Potassium hydroxide. The damp and pungent smell of wood ash and straw, and the overwhelming chemical odor unique to the lab.
Amidst the dying screams of people, old men, who had fallen behind in a status-based society, gathered in secluded buildings, obsessively focused on research.
And the miserable days, selling one’s body every day, earning m ...
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