Official website:
Fang Chang: New landmarks are unlocked to the north of the abandoned construction site, and there are a large number of nibbling people inside!We basically cleared the first floor nibblers, but when entering the basement, the VM prompted that the current regional radiation index exceeded the safety threshold.Well, let me just say that there is probably something good in the basement.Are there any physical system players?We just missed a physical system.
Sis: I, I!
Tail: So is the tail!Uh, I seem to be agile, but it doesn't matter, I will sneak attack!(''**)
Fang Chang: Sorry, that one can’t bring newcomers.Let me talk about the needs. The physical attributes are 10 points, preferably above 10 points.
Tail: QAQ
Irena: I have LV4 in physique, and the main attribute is exactly 10 points. Talent... Forget it, just pretend I don’t have it.(funny)
Fang Chang: Brother, read the private message.
Picking up garbage level 99: Do you want a lizard?I may have resisted it, whether it is radiation or poison!
Ye Shi: You can find a way to get out of the shelter first.(funny)
Picking up garbage level 99: Damn!
Teng Teng: I got up at four o'clock in the middle of the night to read the PPT. I almost forgot to go to work. There are still a few things I don't understand.Woo woo woo woo woo woo bald, this game is getting harder and harder!(T ^ T)
WC really has mosquitoes: If you don’t understand, just ask. Do goblins want to know if you are serious about the PPT you are watching?
Fujito: (* ° °)✄ ╰╯
WC has real mosquitoes: (°Д °*)
Today's official website is still calm.
Except for a few brothers who quarreled about which model of steel should be used for seamless steel pipes, the whole forum was very harmonious.
Chu Guang did not participate in the topic, but just silently marked the accounts of these old buddies and arranged them on the next batch of lists.
If you don't hop, you can go.
When the Alpha06 version comes out, you will show it.
In fact, Chu Guang has always been very curious that this wasteland OL's forum is punished like this every day, why hasn't it been dropped by a wall yet?
The official website has been online for more than a month, and its daily life service has exceeded 10,000, and there are many people.
That kid named Ye Ao must have reported a lot.
However, it is really useless.
Outrageous Ah.
Including the fact that God unconsciously delivered the helmet to the player's doorstep. If this is something black technology can do, then this technology is indeed outrageous.
It's like magic...
While playing with the ballpoint pen in his hand, Chu Guang, who was leaning against the chair, smashed his tongue.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the morphological formation field mentioned in the recording.
Xiao Qi.
Xiaoqi, who was charging, raised the camera.
What's wrong, master.
Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.
Have you heard of the morphological formation field?
Is it the main research topic of Shelter No. 404?
Huh?Chu Guang sat up from the chair in surprise, looked at the wastebasket squatting in the corner and asked, "Do you know?"
Master... What I said before, all the information saved by Xiaoqi was obtained from you.Xiaoqi's voice sounded helpless.
All right.
It was so happy in vain.
But it's irrelevant anyway.
Chu Guang leaned back on the chair, threw away the pen in his hand, held the mouse, hit the "Stars" in his inventory, and started a new round of watching the sea.
……
Since equipped with the Hummingbird drone, Xiaoqi's vision has expanded a lot.
The silver-white ball usually hovers quietly 50 to 100 meters above the outpost, and no one can spot a small point.
If necessary, you can also move it around the park, as long as you don’t fly three kilometers away, the signal is very good.
Through the VM device worn on the arm, Chu Guang only needs to use his index finger to gently stroke the touch screen to drag the drone in the horizontal direction and redeploy it.
This feeling is like playing the RTS game from God's perspective.
The only shame is that the players all have their own ideas, and he cannot box the blue villain on the screen for micro-working.
Otherwise it would be the same as RTS games.
The screen was so happy. Chu Guang, holding the VM, dragged the drone to the entrance of No. 76 Street, and OB players who brushed books at the greenhouse ruins, dragged the drone to the vicinity of the mutant tribe to see what the green-skinned muscular guys were busy with.
Well, it seems to be quite busy.
A few more corpses were added at the entrance of the village, but strangely, except for those open and dark posts, these muscular men were not seen coming out of the village.
How did these corpses come from?
Did it come out of thin air?
Unfortunately, the mutant's village likes to make the dome with wood, and there are some rags and clothes hanging in the corridors and corridors. You can't see the situation inside from a high altitude.
perhaps?
Should you randomly draw a small player and give him a head?
It's not impossible to get there.
It was not until the drone's power bottomed out and it triggered its automatic return, that Chu Guang reluctantly put away the VM and returned the control of the drone to Xiaoqi.
……
It is approaching dusk.
The market in front of the north gate is very lively.
Some people set up stalls to sell barbecue, some people eat mushrooms, some people sell clothes, knives, and even goblins and bazooka.
It has to be said that these players are all talented. Even if the game itself provides not much content, they can create content and play it very well.
The indigenous people who lived nearby were also attracted by the lively atmosphere here.
However, they were embarrassed to get too close.
In addition, they were short of money and had no silver coins. After watching the side with envy for a while, they left quietly.
The market for blue jackets is very lively.
The clothes they make are so beautiful and beautiful.
I saw the shell of the cracked crab. They made armor sheets with the shell of the cracked crab?Although they didn't look too durable, they actually killed the cracked claw crab!
They actually use charcoal barbecue, which is really a luxury.
If only they could do business with them...
It's Ah, children can't just drink milk, they still have to eat some porridge or muddy when they are older... Their horn potatoes are good, and they are more tall than we see in the north.
I don’t know if they need short-term work. There is not much prey in winter, so it would be great if they could use their strength to exchange for some money.
I want to save money to buy an axe. Their axes look stronger than ours and are made of steel... I have only seen steel tools at the large survivor stronghold.
Sitting in front of the fire in the middle of the village, the refugees were eating big cakes, drinking roasted hot camel milk, whispering in a low voice, all of whom were envious.
Those blue jackets were not like them, and needed to pile up large and high bonfires to keep warm, but used that small torch dipped in black tar to light up the entire camp.
It's simply too rich!
But envy is envious.
The hierarchy of identity is engraved in DNA.
They are already satisfied to have a place to stay next to the strongholds of major forces and not be expelled.
At least life is quite satisfying.
Looking at the curling black smoke floating in the camp in the distance, Wu Tiefu, who was sitting with his tribe members, fell into long-term contemplation.
No words all night.
The next morning.
Wu Tiefu went to the outpost alone. After asking the guards on duty at the door, he met Chu Guang who had just come from the shelter.
Dear sir, I have something I want to ask for your help!
Come again?
Chu Guang yawned.
The seeds are not borrowed, so this matter is not discussed.
Wu Tiefu looked embarrassed and explained with his head down.
Last time I was abrupt, but I came to you this time, not for the sake of seeds.
Chu Guang looked at him curiously.
oh?you say.
Wu Tiefu didn't go around the circle and said honestly.
My tribe members want to set up stalls in the market at your north gate, and beg you to allow us to borrow a piece of land the size of a camel skin.
How big is a piece of land the size of a camel skin?
Chu Guang had never used such a strange quantifier.
However, the focus is not on area.
Are you setting up a stall? What do you want to trade?
Wu Tiefu continued.
Some leather products, picked parts, tools we made ourselves, and prey and so on… I promise you with my head that my tribesmen will not cause trouble for you, we just want to exchange for some grains and potatoes and feed our children.
It's okay to guarantee it with your head.
Generally, survivors are very reluctant to do business with refugees. After all, it is usually difficult for these wandering people to come up with any good things, and no one likes the barbaric stall owners.
But if you look at the problem from a different perspective...
Chu Guang thought for a moment.
Having an idea in his mind, he looked at the patriarch in front of him and said.
I can allow you to enter the market at the north gate, but you must abide by the rules we have set.For example, ensuring that the business projects comply with public order and good customs, keeping the roads in front of the stalls clean and tidy, not hindering traffic, prohibiting private fighting, forcing forced buying and selling, prohibiting private buying and selling slaves, prohibiting the sale of addictive drugs, etc.
In addition, operating stalls in our market must and only use our fiat currency.Any goods sold must also be of quality.In the event of a dispute, everything shall be subject to the provisions in the terms and the arbitration result.
The specific details are posted on the sign at the north gate. If you can accept it, I will give you a stall.
Wu Tiefu nodded respectfully.
We are willing to accept it, sir.
I hope you have carefully considered the weight behind this sentence "willing", Chu Guang looked at him and said, "That's what it means to decide."
……
In fact, Chu Guang has carefully considered allowing these nomads to deepen their communication with the players.
This is far earlier than Wu Tiefu taking the initiative to come to the door.
As long as properly managed, proper trade can promote relationships between the two sides.
Players get benefits, the natives get rations, and they naturally stuffed copper coins and silver coins into the pockets of the natives.
This wave is of course a win-win situation.
Maybe it should be called a win-win?
After all, I won three times.
evening.
The young players who went out to work carried today's spoils and returned to the outpost one after another.
Just when they were about to set up a stall to do business at the North Gate Market, they were suddenly surprised to find that an NPC stall appeared at the North Gate?
Don’t NPCs all operate within the base?
Could it be that the prosperity has increased and the hidden plot has been triggered?
In front of the stall, two NPC ladies dressed in animal skin and dressed in exotic style sat on the ground, with a pot of charcoal fire for heating next to it.
Both of them are not old, and the older ones are only in their early twenties. They are calm and quiet and move less.
The young ones were about fifteen or sixteen, and their big eyes were blinking and looking around, full of curiosity about everything here.
The two are probably sisters.
The charcoal fire shone on the wheat-colored cheeks, covering the malnutritional complexion and looking rosy and shiny.
In front of them was a camel leather, with some accessories made of colorful stones, scrap parts, iron daggers, scaffolding leather goods and other gadgets, as well as the hyena meat that had just been slaughtered.
And it's also good leg meat and tenderloin.
In addition, there are some freshly squeezed milk in containers such as iron cans and aluminum cans. In short, there are everything on the stall.
Although players are not short of prey, they are still full of curiosity about NPCs that suddenly appear in the player trading market.
Why is this NPC in our market?
So cute!
Where is the mole brother?You know what I mean.
Damn it!You know the book, who will be the one who is banned?
Uh, we haven't mentioned the book yet.
！！！
The tail feels so big!
Chu Guang was also very curious about what these natives were selling, so he walked to the stall and took a look.
Seeing that the manager came, the players immediately made way and waited enthusiastically to trigger the plot.
Chu Guang looked at the two of them and asked.
What are your names?
As soon as the big one was about to speak, the little one stretched out his arms and raised his hand vigorously to answer.
My name is Qiuye!
Chu Guang probably figured out the naming style of this tribe. He probably called it what he saw and what happened during the journey.
It sounds more normal than the iron axe.
Where is your sister?
Autumn grass!
puff.
Chu Guang almost couldn't help but squirt.
But I still held it back.
...Good name.
Secretly observing the expression on the manager's face, the older sister whispered.
Sir, my sister is still young and lacks discipline. If you offend you... please punish me, please don't make things difficult for her.
No, it makes the girl very cute.
After asking so many questions, I didn't buy anything and seemed stingy.
Chu Guang glanced at the things on the stall. The Arabic numerals were written in wooden signs with clear price tags next to each product according to the rules he set.
These numbers were taught to them by Chu Guang, mainly for the convenience of players to understand.
Very good, these refugees are very obedient.
It is not as evil as human-to-human transmission.
Putting down a silver coin, Chu Guang picked up a smaller plastic bottle.
Try camel milk.
Autumn leaves: Ah, camel milk is the bottle next to it
It's okay, milk is OK.
After saying that, Chu Guang took the plastic bottle and went to Yaya to identify it.
The little girl wanted to chase after her and make it clear, but her sister, who blushed and didn't speak throughout the whole process, grabbed her, shook her head at her, and whispered.
We cannot pass that door, run around in the market, or contradict that adult, do you understand?
Everything here is his, and he just wants it for him.
Besides, they pay very well.
Although the tone may be a bit harsh, a kind ruler.
The little girl looked aggrieved.
I was obviously kind-hearted, but I was still scolded by my sister.
All right.
As she said this, she felt very nervous.
That's really not camel milk Ah...
The sister smiled gently and touched her head.
good.
The players around were discussing the plot just now. Although some versions were outrageous, they also guessed it.
Especially when they saw that all the managers bought it, they followed suit.
Give me a dagger set!
Which is camel milk?I want camel milk!Huh?That's it, right?
The one just now is gone!
What is this fruit? It looks dark and can it be eaten?
Don't worry about it, just buy it for Boss Crow to try it.
Fang Chang: New landmarks are unlocked to the north of the abandoned construction site, and there are a large number of nibbling people inside!We basically cleared the first floor nibblers, but when entering the basement, the VM prompted that the current regional radiation index exceeded the safety threshold.Well, let me just say that there is probably something good in the basement.Are there any physical system players?We just missed a physical system.
Sis: I, I!
Tail: So is the tail!Uh, I seem to be agile, but it doesn't matter, I will sneak attack!(''**)
Fang Chang: Sorry, that one can’t bring newcomers.Let me talk about the needs. The physical attributes are 10 points, preferably above 10 points.
Tail: QAQ
Irena: I have LV4 in physique, and the main attribute is exactly 10 points. Talent... Forget it, just pretend I don’t have it.(funny)
Fang Chang: Brother, read the private message.
Picking up garbage level 99: Do you want a lizard?I may have resisted it, whether it is radiation or poison!
Ye Shi: You can find a way to get out of the shelter first.(funny)
Picking up garbage level 99: Damn!
Teng Teng: I got up at four o'clock in the middle of the night to read the PPT. I almost forgot to go to work. There are still a few things I don't understand.Woo woo woo woo woo woo bald, this game is getting harder and harder!(T ^ T)
WC really has mosquitoes: If you don’t understand, just ask. Do goblins want to know if you are serious about the PPT you are watching?
Fujito: (* ° °)✄ ╰╯
WC has real mosquitoes: (°Д °*)
Today's official website is still calm.
Except for a few brothers who quarreled about which model of steel should be used for seamless steel pipes, the whole forum was very harmonious.
Chu Guang did not participate in the topic, but just silently marked the accounts of these old buddies and arranged them on the next batch of lists.
If you don't hop, you can go.
When the Alpha06 version comes out, you will show it.
In fact, Chu Guang has always been very curious that this wasteland OL's forum is punished like this every day, why hasn't it been dropped by a wall yet?
The official website has been online for more than a month, and its daily life service has exceeded 10,000, and there are many people.
That kid named Ye Ao must have reported a lot.
However, it is really useless.
Outrageous Ah.
Including the fact that God unconsciously delivered the helmet to the player's doorstep. If this is something black technology can do, then this technology is indeed outrageous.
It's like magic...
While playing with the ballpoint pen in his hand, Chu Guang, who was leaning against the chair, smashed his tongue.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of the morphological formation field mentioned in the recording.
Xiao Qi.
Xiaoqi, who was charging, raised the camera.
What's wrong, master.
Chu Guang thought for a moment and said.
Have you heard of the morphological formation field?
Is it the main research topic of Shelter No. 404?
Huh?Chu Guang sat up from the chair in surprise, looked at the wastebasket squatting in the corner and asked, "Do you know?"
Master... What I said before, all the information saved by Xiaoqi was obtained from you.Xiaoqi's voice sounded helpless.
All right.
It was so happy in vain.
But it's irrelevant anyway.
Chu Guang leaned back on the chair, threw away the pen in his hand, held the mouse, hit the "Stars" in his inventory, and started a new round of watching the sea.
……
Since equipped with the Hummingbird drone, Xiaoqi's vision has expanded a lot.
The silver-white ball usually hovers quietly 50 to 100 meters above the outpost, and no one can spot a small point.
If necessary, you can also move it around the park, as long as you don’t fly three kilometers away, the signal is very good.
Through the VM device worn on the arm, Chu Guang only needs to use his index finger to gently stroke the touch screen to drag the drone in the horizontal direction and redeploy it.
This feeling is like playing the RTS game from God's perspective.
The only shame is that the players all have their own ideas, and he cannot box the blue villain on the screen for micro-working.
Otherwise it would be the same as RTS games.
The screen was so happy. Chu Guang, holding the VM, dragged the drone to the entrance of No. 76 Street, and OB players who brushed books at the greenhouse ruins, dragged the drone to the vicinity of the mutant tribe to see what the green-skinned muscular guys were busy with.
Well, it seems to be quite busy.
A few more corpses were added at the entrance of the village, but strangely, except for those open and dark posts, these muscular men were not seen coming out of the village.
How did these corpses come from?
Did it come out of thin air?
Unfortunately, the mutant's village likes to make the dome with wood, and there are some rags and clothes hanging in the corridors and corridors. You can't see the situation inside from a high altitude.
perhaps?
Should you randomly draw a small player and give him a head?
It's not impossible to get there.
It was not until the drone's power bottomed out and it triggered its automatic return, that Chu Guang reluctantly put away the VM and returned the control of the drone to Xiaoqi.
……
It is approaching dusk.
The market in front of the north gate is very lively.
Some people set up stalls to sell barbecue, some people eat mushrooms, some people sell clothes, knives, and even goblins and bazooka.
It has to be said that these players are all talented. Even if the game itself provides not much content, they can create content and play it very well.
The indigenous people who lived nearby were also attracted by the lively atmosphere here.
However, they were embarrassed to get too close.
In addition, they were short of money and had no silver coins. After watching the side with envy for a while, they left quietly.
The market for blue jackets is very lively.
The clothes they make are so beautiful and beautiful.
I saw the shell of the cracked crab. They made armor sheets with the shell of the cracked crab?Although they didn't look too durable, they actually killed the cracked claw crab!
They actually use charcoal barbecue, which is really a luxury.
If only they could do business with them...
It's Ah, children can't just drink milk, they still have to eat some porridge or muddy when they are older... Their horn potatoes are good, and they are more tall than we see in the north.
I don’t know if they need short-term work. There is not much prey in winter, so it would be great if they could use their strength to exchange for some money.
I want to save money to buy an axe. Their axes look stronger than ours and are made of steel... I have only seen steel tools at the large survivor stronghold.
Sitting in front of the fire in the middle of the village, the refugees were eating big cakes, drinking roasted hot camel milk, whispering in a low voice, all of whom were envious.
Those blue jackets were not like them, and needed to pile up large and high bonfires to keep warm, but used that small torch dipped in black tar to light up the entire camp.
It's simply too rich!
But envy is envious.
The hierarchy of identity is engraved in DNA.
They are already satisfied to have a place to stay next to the strongholds of major forces and not be expelled.
At least life is quite satisfying.
Looking at the curling black smoke floating in the camp in the distance, Wu Tiefu, who was sitting with his tribe members, fell into long-term contemplation.
No words all night.
The next morning.
Wu Tiefu went to the outpost alone. After asking the guards on duty at the door, he met Chu Guang who had just come from the shelter.
Dear sir, I have something I want to ask for your help!
Come again?
Chu Guang yawned.
The seeds are not borrowed, so this matter is not discussed.
Wu Tiefu looked embarrassed and explained with his head down.
Last time I was abrupt, but I came to you this time, not for the sake of seeds.
Chu Guang looked at him curiously.
oh?you say.
Wu Tiefu didn't go around the circle and said honestly.
My tribe members want to set up stalls in the market at your north gate, and beg you to allow us to borrow a piece of land the size of a camel skin.
How big is a piece of land the size of a camel skin?
Chu Guang had never used such a strange quantifier.
However, the focus is not on area.
Are you setting up a stall? What do you want to trade?
Wu Tiefu continued.
Some leather products, picked parts, tools we made ourselves, and prey and so on… I promise you with my head that my tribesmen will not cause trouble for you, we just want to exchange for some grains and potatoes and feed our children.
It's okay to guarantee it with your head.
Generally, survivors are very reluctant to do business with refugees. After all, it is usually difficult for these wandering people to come up with any good things, and no one likes the barbaric stall owners.
But if you look at the problem from a different perspective...
Chu Guang thought for a moment.
Having an idea in his mind, he looked at the patriarch in front of him and said.
I can allow you to enter the market at the north gate, but you must abide by the rules we have set.For example, ensuring that the business projects comply with public order and good customs, keeping the roads in front of the stalls clean and tidy, not hindering traffic, prohibiting private fighting, forcing forced buying and selling, prohibiting private buying and selling slaves, prohibiting the sale of addictive drugs, etc.
In addition, operating stalls in our market must and only use our fiat currency.Any goods sold must also be of quality.In the event of a dispute, everything shall be subject to the provisions in the terms and the arbitration result.
The specific details are posted on the sign at the north gate. If you can accept it, I will give you a stall.
Wu Tiefu nodded respectfully.
We are willing to accept it, sir.
I hope you have carefully considered the weight behind this sentence "willing", Chu Guang looked at him and said, "That's what it means to decide."
……
In fact, Chu Guang has carefully considered allowing these nomads to deepen their communication with the players.
This is far earlier than Wu Tiefu taking the initiative to come to the door.
As long as properly managed, proper trade can promote relationships between the two sides.
Players get benefits, the natives get rations, and they naturally stuffed copper coins and silver coins into the pockets of the natives.
This wave is of course a win-win situation.
Maybe it should be called a win-win?
After all, I won three times.
evening.
The young players who went out to work carried today's spoils and returned to the outpost one after another.
Just when they were about to set up a stall to do business at the North Gate Market, they were suddenly surprised to find that an NPC stall appeared at the North Gate?
Don’t NPCs all operate within the base?
Could it be that the prosperity has increased and the hidden plot has been triggered?
In front of the stall, two NPC ladies dressed in animal skin and dressed in exotic style sat on the ground, with a pot of charcoal fire for heating next to it.
Both of them are not old, and the older ones are only in their early twenties. They are calm and quiet and move less.
The young ones were about fifteen or sixteen, and their big eyes were blinking and looking around, full of curiosity about everything here.
The two are probably sisters.
The charcoal fire shone on the wheat-colored cheeks, covering the malnutritional complexion and looking rosy and shiny.
In front of them was a camel leather, with some accessories made of colorful stones, scrap parts, iron daggers, scaffolding leather goods and other gadgets, as well as the hyena meat that had just been slaughtered.
And it's also good leg meat and tenderloin.
In addition, there are some freshly squeezed milk in containers such as iron cans and aluminum cans. In short, there are everything on the stall.
Although players are not short of prey, they are still full of curiosity about NPCs that suddenly appear in the player trading market.
Why is this NPC in our market?
So cute!
Where is the mole brother?You know what I mean.
Damn it!You know the book, who will be the one who is banned?
Uh, we haven't mentioned the book yet.
！！！
The tail feels so big!
Chu Guang was also very curious about what these natives were selling, so he walked to the stall and took a look.
Seeing that the manager came, the players immediately made way and waited enthusiastically to trigger the plot.
Chu Guang looked at the two of them and asked.
What are your names?
As soon as the big one was about to speak, the little one stretched out his arms and raised his hand vigorously to answer.
My name is Qiuye!
Chu Guang probably figured out the naming style of this tribe. He probably called it what he saw and what happened during the journey.
It sounds more normal than the iron axe.
Where is your sister?
Autumn grass!
puff.
Chu Guang almost couldn't help but squirt.
But I still held it back.
...Good name.
Secretly observing the expression on the manager's face, the older sister whispered.
Sir, my sister is still young and lacks discipline. If you offend you... please punish me, please don't make things difficult for her.
No, it makes the girl very cute.
After asking so many questions, I didn't buy anything and seemed stingy.
Chu Guang glanced at the things on the stall. The Arabic numerals were written in wooden signs with clear price tags next to each product according to the rules he set.
These numbers were taught to them by Chu Guang, mainly for the convenience of players to understand.
Very good, these refugees are very obedient.
It is not as evil as human-to-human transmission.
Putting down a silver coin, Chu Guang picked up a smaller plastic bottle.
Try camel milk.
Autumn leaves: Ah, camel milk is the bottle next to it
It's okay, milk is OK.
After saying that, Chu Guang took the plastic bottle and went to Yaya to identify it.
The little girl wanted to chase after her and make it clear, but her sister, who blushed and didn't speak throughout the whole process, grabbed her, shook her head at her, and whispered.
We cannot pass that door, run around in the market, or contradict that adult, do you understand?
Everything here is his, and he just wants it for him.
Besides, they pay very well.
Although the tone may be a bit harsh, a kind ruler.
The little girl looked aggrieved.
I was obviously kind-hearted, but I was still scolded by my sister.
All right.
As she said this, she felt very nervous.
That's really not camel milk Ah...
The sister smiled gently and touched her head.
good.
The players around were discussing the plot just now. Although some versions were outrageous, they also guessed it.
Especially when they saw that all the managers bought it, they followed suit.
Give me a dagger set!
Which is camel milk?I want camel milk!Huh?That's it, right?
The one just now is gone!
What is this fruit? It looks dark and can it be eaten?
Don't worry about it, just buy it for Boss Crow to try it.
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