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... Number 222 cried.

It was also injured, but it had recovered.

“Who treated your injuries?” Levi asked.

“It was a bear…” Number 222 replied.

“Bear?” Levi pondered. It was still a little difficult to communicate with these little fellows. They were just like children.

“Bear Bear went to chase the bad guys, but it shouldn’t be a match for the bad guys. There are too many of them.”

“Where are the bad guys?”

“Number 203 is following the bad guys ...

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