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... can only use this most primitive method to deal with the carapace of the blood black beetle, and cook the genetic essence inside.

The blood-level carapace is not able to cook the essence in an hour or two. After Hansen puts on the lid, he takes out the black crystal and watches it carefully.

But it seems that I can't see any clues.

Suddenly, Hansen’s gaze saw a civet-sized green scale beast in the corner cage of the room, and his heart moved slightly.

Green scale beas ...

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