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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · SF
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Garbage and Junk

編集者: Henyee Translations

While the three of them were talking, they stowed the two Heavenly Fire Thunderous Strike Rings into their backpacks. Then, they picked up the bubbles, scraps of the metal shell, and even the parachute and cables. Resources were scarce in the Land of Sins. The items had their own usages and must not be wasted.

It was not until there was not a single metal scrap on the ground that they activated the shuttle again and sailed to the Village of Peace, which was made of dozens of iron-shelled boats in the middle of the lake.

The villagers collecting the resources that they saw on their way were not fighting crazily but doing their work in different roles. Some were staying on alert, some were scouting, some were organizing, and some were calculating the assets that had fallen from the sky. They left the impression that they were a well-trained, obedient army.