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I am a Primitive Man - Chapter 647: Weng City
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... s, many of them snapped back to reality.
Yes, they still had to farm, cut grass, and handle countless other tasks. How could they possibly have the energy to complete such a massive construction project?
How could they transform the tribe into what was depicted in the painting by the time the millet ripened?
Shitou’s words were like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, instantly dampening their enthusiasm. The thought of bringing the grand vision in the paintin ...
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