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... All they could rely on were fragments of experience from other dungeons to make their guesses.

[I think they can only pick fully ripened red tomatoes. When Red-Eye checks them at night, any greenish tomatoes will probably be tossed out. It will then punish the player under the pretext of not fulfilling the 'fill-the-warehouse' quota.]

[I suspect the tomatoes are a special breed. During harvest, it's inevitable to get some juice from rotten ones smeared on you. The juice would in ...

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