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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
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504 Chs

Chapter 226: The Battle of the Vegetable Garden (Part Three)_2

And most importantly, the question is, who will be cleaning up after whom at the dinner table in a few years.

It's really a matter of life and death, whose vegetable garden is this anyway!

......

Malin put down his empty wine bottle, thinking that the wine was sweeter than he'd expected, and quite delicious.

*Burp*, those damn dwarves, couldn't this be the raw ingredients of an incendiary bomb they've just added.

However, on the other hand, Malin didn't feel drunk at all, just like everyone says, no giant ever gets drunk, and the most annoying opponents at the table for dwarves are giants and their own kind.

"You alright, dear?" Faye turned to look at Malin.

"I'm fine, very fine," Malin responded, glancing at the owner of the vegetable garden, then bumped foreheads with Faye, grinning.

Forget about it, as a wild boar, there's no reason to drive the owner of the vegetable garden to grab their shotgun.