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... e with considerable consumption, like consuming over two tons of rice every day.

He organized actions to exercise the members and gather more supplies before the zombies evolved to the fourth level.

Chen Luo asked, How many people do you have?

Lei Hao, somewhat embarrassed, replied, I have only six hundred people, but they are all at the third level, and there are two at the fourth level.

Chen Luo wasnt surprised. At this point, second-level abilities were almost ...

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