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Chapter 8 The fog is getting thicker(3/3)

clang clang clang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Wave the iron pickaxe and smash it hard. He smashed the stone piles, stone mills, sands, stone knives and other training equipment he had built over the past month to pieces.

Erase all traces.

He held the fluorescent stone in his hand and even chiseled away all the charred blackness left on the rock wall when Chen Shaohe practiced fire control.

The strength has increased greatly.

It is effortless to dig a mountain and open a stone.

After all of them are completed, there is even half an hour left for Chen Jichuan to recuperate.

Sitting side by side with Chen Shaohe.

"Fourth brother."

"Old Five."

The two brothers looked at each other and sat silently, and they could hear each other's heartbeat.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

unconsciously.

The fog is getting thicker.
Chapter completed!
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