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2024-10-29 19:42:56Tools makes any job more efficient.
I only had the huge, disturbing shears in my possession.
Why exactly is it disturbing? The handle is coated with what can only be described as flesh in my grip. Said flesh have vein-like expansions that stretch up to the tip of the blade.
It proved to be inconceivably sharp as I merely touched the edge with the slightest force I could muster and it cut me regardless.
To test the need for the shears, I tried picking the fruit from the trees by brute force, but no matter how much I tried it just wasn't doing it. However, with the shears, the indestructable branches felt like air.
Back to the point at hand, tools make jobs more efficient. If I were to explore this place as quickly as possible, I need to be efficient. Meaning to say, I need a variety of tools I can use.
However, the Elder said he can only provide me the tools that are specifically for my job. Since they can't make more of it, the n
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