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... ou can find a way to start with cotton, and strive to get enough raw materials to make hundreds of thousands of bullets and explosives!"

Other types of plant seeds on the market are basically being swept away by a large amount of capital, and even dozens of shelters have spontaneously formed a large alliance in such a chaotic market to buy and sell a specific seed type.

But there are only a few kinds of plant seeds, which are still in a state that no one cares about!

Among t ...

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