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... terial reserves of the alliance’s high-rank mecha pilots come from those high-rank mecha pilots themselves.

In other words…

Big shots like Li Xiao are actually the biggest suppliers of high-rank, high-quality materials.

Under such circumstances, with tenfold burst rate privileges, one must fill Li Xiao’s inventory to the brim, mustn’t they?

Jiang Chen wished that whenever Li Xiao explored the abyss, even the most minor creatures he killed would explode with mythic ...

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