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... p> As the townsmen cultivated and planted for most of the day, Lynn stepped out of the farmland.
A gentle breeze blew over the still-uncultivated wasteland, causing the dry, yellow grass with specks of green to sway up and down.
The scent of soil and grass wafted into Lynn’s nose.
It brought a sense of unexplainable comfort, and the sweat beading on his body was dried by the wind.
The efficiency of the townsmen kept improving, and by the time nearly ten thousand a ...
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