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... xperimental equipment and such, they were all too large. He couldn’t carry them out to sell by himself, and he didn’t know who to sell them to.
He couldn’t just haul them to a scrap yard, right?
Wouldn’t that make him just like a junk collector?
Just as Ye Qingzhou was cursing "pauper" under his breath and planning to leave, the Dragon Abyss Sword emitted a slight tremor, seemingly guiding him somewhere.
Subsequently, Ye Qingzhou found a glass jar filled with nutr ...
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