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... n Bai Qi’s face before hopping and bouncing towards the planting area.

It was a bit tired of the taste of Blast Power recently and wanted to try something new.

Blorp blorp?

The slime reached a pile of Soul-Calming Grass and curiously prodded it. Suddenly, it expanded, swallowing the entire pile of the grass.

Belch-

After devouring such a large pile of Soul-Calming Grass, the slime seemed quite satisfied. It let out a full burp and lay motionless on the spo ...

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