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Chapter 68: Reconstructing Rattan Armor
Dilan was wide awake, as there were too many issues that needed resolving. If not addressed properly, they would remain latent threats. Dilan picked up a dagger and, under the moonlight, walked towards the edge of the lowest cliff in the camp. The last time he made traps and tied up prey, Dilan had picked vines from this spot and woven them into traps and bindings. There were still many vines left, and in a few days, the ones he had previously picked had regrown, even more vigorously than before. Dilan raised his knife and cut. Dilan gathered the vines one by one and carried them back to the camp. Trey was also not resting, so these tasks fell entirely on the two of them. Xavier guarded the "granary," not leaving its side, ensuring Dilan didn't leave any gaps for the beasts to exploit
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