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... divine, then who could possibly be?
Kim Haru himself was unaware that people were elevating his status in this way. Over the three days the crops were growing, he finally allowed himself to relax and rest comfortably in his small cabin.
On the third day, his sound-transmitting snail started ringing frantically.
When he answered, Jang Dojung’s voice burst through, "Mr. Kim! Mr. Kim! They’ve ripened! The potatoes, cabbages, and even soybeans—they’ve all fully matured!"
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