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... ember, the heart of the lush green forest was still vibrant and verdant.
On the banks of a crystal-clear stream, Byron rolled up his sleeves and added the final shovel of soil to a small spice sapling in front of him.
He then took out the Warrior’s Cup and recited the inscription, ’Spring Flow Inscription!’ A continuous flow of fresh water streamed out, thoroughly watering the sapling.
The farm compost was still in the process of decomposition, so that would have to wait ...
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