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Star Corpse Cleaner
The smell of a paste mixed with damp cardboard and metal rust stubbornly entered Lu Yuan's nostrils, forcibly pulling him out of his chaotic sleep. He groaned, turned over, and tried to bury his face in the quilt whose original color was no longer distinguishable. "Raggedy, how many times have I told you, don't make the 'Morning Nutrient Paste' at six o'clock in the morning." His voice was hoarse and had a strong nasal tone. "This thing smells like it has been fermented in a rusty iron cow corps
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My Restored Astrolabe Points to Cthulhu
There is always a certain smell in the air of the studio. It was the smell of engine oil, metal cutting fluid and high-pressure ionized ozone mixed together. To others, the taste may be overpowering and choking. To Su Li, it was like a tranquilizer. Works better than any coffee. He is wearing a five-fold magnifying glass and repairing an "echo snail". This is a Level 3 anomaly that can record all the sounds of the surrounding environment for the last half hour. But now, it can only make a monoto
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