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... eed and it fruited… Tomorrow’s gonna be a great day…”
Bu Fang was very satisfied with his work. Looking at the planets where the flowers bloomed, he could not help but sing a little song. He had accidentally developed the hobby of singing when he was a mortal. He did not sing well, but he was not singing for others. He sang for himself when he was happy.
In the distance, many Soul Overlords’ eyes widened with rage.
“What has that damn chef done?!”
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