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... ow sunlight that made the shore shimmer brightly.
The waves slapped against the coast, leaving behind white foam.
Bi Fang’s palms were very slender; though calloused and rough, they appeared clean and beautiful. At this moment, those hands were gripping a wooden stick, vigorously rubbing it against another piece of wood, scattering a large amount of wood shavings produced by friction.
This was the second method that Bi Fang tried after his failure with Fire-Making by Wood ...
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