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... her, and items began to appear before Qin Ming.

In Cai Baojian's box, an utterly useless B-rank skill book was revealed.

In the box belonging to Chui Quan Chong, however, something of value appeared. He actually opened a signature move of Chui Quan Chong—eating steamed buns!

[Name: Meat Bun]

[Grade: B]

[Effect 1: Consumes 5 mental power to inject energy into food and eat it, recovering 30% of the body's health, ineffective for severed limb injuries.]

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