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... ss embryos sent in the end.

   And the people coming from this multi-ethnic regular gathering can completely amplify this base to the extreme.

   What's more, the crystal pool can also be operated behind the scenes, and the embryos can be designated to some strong ones.

   As a result, more embryos are sent out.

   And, each embryo will also be customized...

   Just thinking about it, Angel felt that this was a bit too big. Are the Crystal Eyes really so genero ...

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