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... The Space Crystal Core is a crystal core that can only be formed by B-grade zombies. It is a material for upgrading the space bag. Collecting 2 Space Crystal Cores will allow for the upgrade of the space bag.]

So that's how it is!

With the growing demand for zombies and materials, Alex's basic space bag was clearly no longer sufficient for his current needs.

Alex took out the remaining B-grade Mother-Child Resentful Zombie from his space bag and threw it into the vacant ...

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