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I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Something that Can Be Called Perfect

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At noon, the Sun in the sky began to gradually grow larger, no longer appearing gloomy like during the rainy season.

At this moment, the Flame Dragon Tribe could be described as full of vitality. After several days of bright sunshine, the ground everywhere had dried up and was no longer muddy as before.

The Tribesmen had already started working – digging foundations, transporting stone, making grass ash cement, and paving roads. Not a single task had stopped. Everything was proceeding with great intensity, and everyone’s face was filled with laughter and joy.

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