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... y a hint of a chill.
In such a desolate place, one could not even see a human figure.
All that could be perceived was the endless whistling wind.
There were no trees here, and the harsh environment made it difficult for the plants to survive.
Only the yellowish weeds could survive in this desolate land.
Under their short leaves was an unimaginably developed root system, meters of long roots cutting deep into the ground in search of prec ...
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