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... soil, he can grow blue-quality plants by himself!

Picking up the axe, he first chopped down the high poplar tree and obtained five wood (blue).

[Wood (Blue): When making a tool that requires wood, you only need to use one, which can greatly increase the durability of the tool, and using one when making furniture will increase the level of the furniture. 】

The blue-grade wood is actually a good thing to improve the durability of tools and improve the grade of furniture!

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