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... now, some already started to bloom.

The 30 bee boxes were standing in three rows neatly, with numerous bees going in and out, buzzing around.

Qiao Xuan stopped in front of one gardenia tree that was taller than herself.

!!

She looked at the blossoms attached to the twigs, reached out for the trunk and poured in more superpower. Soon, one of the blossoms started to open itself, and gradually, while flowers covered the entire tree.

The white, egg-sized flow ...

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