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Chapter 106: Why do you include others in your things?
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Back in his workshop, Elder Adric carefully sorted through the materials Oasis had provided, having halted all other work to prioritize Oasis's request.

The significance and rarity of each item left him in disbelief.

"10,000 years hot iron," Elder Adric mused, shaking his head in astonishment.

"And this ash... I can't tell its exact origin, but it's definitely priceless. It likely comes from a claw of a mystic beast above even S-rank," he thought, his heart racing with excitement and disbelief.

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