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Aura Recovery, What's that supposed to do with my Farming

Author: The_King09
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What is Aura Recovery, What's that supposed to do with my Farming

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After losing both of his parents, he had lost sight of what to do. Just trying to pursue his passed away father’s dream, he felt tired. Faced with setbacks one after another, he decided to take a rest which he hadn’t taken for a long time. He decided to do something during this off-time, that is to become a farmer, inhering the farm which was left by his uncle. But soon, he faced things supernatural and it would continue on so, Would he decide to return to pursue his father’s dream for him or would he just choose to relax and decide to become a farmer fully. What about the supernatural things which he was facing?

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