The flock of birds and plants came from the Xia clan of the forest.
The horse-beastman Feng Er, who was being questioned by Lan, asked in confusion, "Name?"
Is this thing really that important? She didn't understand what Lan was struggling with. However, she knew how to write her current name in Chinese.
Feng Er stretched out his hand and, stroke by stroke, wrote two characters in the mud at the edge of the road.
“Secondly, my name should be written like this in Chinese,” she said.
Jiang Yunlan felt a lump in her throat seeing the horse-beastmen being called "second." The more she looked, the angrier she became. Even if most of the horse-beastmen had forgotten their original names, she didn't want to call them by their Chinese names, using "number X" or "number Y."
This makes her a little sad.
The word "第" in the word "第二" written by the horse-orc has been crossed out.
Jiang Yunlan used her hand to scrape the soil around the character to cover it up, and then added a new surname before the character "二".
She let out a long sigh of relief and looked at the horse-beastmen's new names with satisfaction, saying, "Wind, Two. You are the cubs of the wind, so you shouldn't be called number one or number two. Even if you were to be called number one, you should be the number one cub of the wind."
Feng Er was stunned, and blankly shifted his gaze to Lan beside him.
Does Lan think so too? They, the horse-beastmen of the grassland clan, must be the cubs of the wind. Long, long ago, when she was still a cub, that's what the chieftain told her.
She no longer believes it.
The wind will not protect them; they are not the wind's offspring.
"Feng Er. Would you like it if I changed my name to this?" Jiang Yunlan turned to look at the horse-beastman Feng Er, speaking softly with worry in her eyes.
Feng Er was caught off guard and met Lan's gaze. For the first time, she realized she could also read the emotions in Lan's eyes. Lan was worried about her, worried that the horse-beastmen wouldn't get used to their new names.
"I like it," she said.
They could hear the sounds around them clearly now. They recognized the new names being called.
Actually, just now, she felt that Feng Er and Er were no different. But the moment Lan looked over, she vaguely remembered that the name "Lan" meant mountain wind, so she liked this name.
The wind will not protect them, but the storm will.
The quiet horse-beastmen didn't explain why they liked their new names, so Jiang Yunlan took it for granted. Because they were the cubs of the wind, that's why they liked them.
Before long, the beastmen in the Xia clan's habitat all had Chinese names that were either translated or transliterated.
Only the fox beastmen and grassland sheep beastmen who have not yet joined Xia are left.
At that moment, Jiang Yunlan only wanted to fulfill the wishes of her people. She never imagined that later, giving the beastmen who joined Xia Chinese names would become a common practice.
The use of the Chinese language and Chinese names became important factors in the Xia people's identification with each other.
The fox-beastmen who came to work watched as Xia's beastman happily and excitedly showed off his new name, and suddenly felt as if they had drunk several large cups of lemon-lime leaf water.
It's sour. It's really sour.
They quickly remembered that the newly joined Xia clan wolf-beastmen had moved into the dormitories and no longer needed to pay rent. And there were the items in short supply, which were only available for purchase by Xia clan beastmen under a limited quota…
They were even more jealous.
They really wanted it; they wanted everything that other orcs had.
The fox-beast chieftain and his fellow fox-beastmen took a melancholy bite into a plant-based snack. Ugh, it's not sweet anymore.
The fox-beastmen, who wanted to writhe and crawl in the shadows of a corner, kept their eyes fixed on Lan, who was in their field of vision. They had heard that the wolf-beastmen were recruited into the Xia clan by Lan. So, when would Lan come to recruit them, who were not so powerful but diligent and capable?
Jiang Yunlan is not considering recruiting them for the time being.
The empty dormitories in the habitat were already full of werewolf beastmen. She felt awkward about recruiting new beastmen until the new dormitories were built. Other members of her tribe had dormitories, so the newcomers should have them too.
A good clan leader should treat all clan members equally.
The entire fox-beast tribe yearns for Xia. Although there are occasional instances of them secretly going ahead to exchange for delicacies without telling their fellow tribesmen, the tribe remains harmonious. They trust Xia deeply, and not long ago, they specifically rented several large communal rooms, with the entire tribe moving into Xia's habitat.
Xia was already powerful without the wolf-orcs, but now with them, it's definitely the safest place on the grasslands. Any orc unwilling to come is probably a fool.
The only orc clan in the grasslands that refused to join Xia was completely unknown to the grassland sheep orcs; they were considered fools by the fox orcs.
The few sheep-beastmen from the Antelope Clan were the sheep-beastmen who had been working in Xia's habitat for a long time, and they were also the sheep-beastmen who had been most affected by the changes. They were not as resistant to joining Xia as their clansmen, and sometimes they would even think that staying in Xia's clan was not a bad idea.
However, they would only whisper these thoughts in Xia's habitat, daring not to reveal them to their tribe.
They understood their clansmen's thoughts all too well, and knew very well that once they revealed their desire to stay in Xia, the entire clan, including themselves, would no longer go to the Xia clan. Of course, it was also possible that the clan leader, Ling Xiaocao, had sent them away from the clan to Xia on their own.
They were unwilling to accept this outcome.
However, as time went by, the sheep-beastmen of Antelope discovered that the fox-beastmen next door could freely use half of their earned work points, while they had to use all their work points, excluding food and lodging, to exchange for supplies to return to their clan.
For some reason, they felt a little sad.
They wanted many of the novel things from the Xia clan. But they couldn't bear to leave behind their clansmen who would come to fetch them on every day of rest, who would let them rest peacefully on their days off, and who would provide them with the best things.
Because they worked for the Xia clan, the clan members all assumed they must be suffering. Even though they kept explaining that they weren't suffering and that working for the Xia clan wasn't as bad as they thought.
The grassland sheep-beastmen clan hunted prey during the flowering season and used methods learned from the Xia clan to tan the hides and air-dry the meat.
They were herbivorous orcs, only able to replenish the nutrients their bodies lacked by eating vegetarian food, yet they were accustomed to eating meat to fill their hunger. They had no right to be picky; meat was the best food available on the grasslands. However, the price was the lives of their own kind.
Lingyuan was brought back from her summer habitat by her tribesmen on her day off. She walked into the clan with a smile on her face, only to suddenly hear news of another member of her tribe dying.
She remembered that some of her dead kin had told them during the snow season that after the snow season ended, they would hunt down animal skins worn by other tribesmen, so that they could sleep under summer blankets in the next snow season.
Lingyuan regretted it. Why did she bring up the Xia clan's plan to make blankets last snow season? If she hadn't mentioned it, would they have hunted so hard, and would they have been able to survive the flowering season?
Actually, she didn't have to.
She doesn't want them anymore. She doesn't want the new things, the warm blankets. Can she ask them back?
"Why are you all standing here like idiots? Are you tired? Come and eat something, then go to sleep." Ling Xiaocao asked in confusion, and pushed the other tribesmen to eat.
The sheep-beastmen, including Lingyuan, who had just returned from work, looked at their bowls full of vegetarian food, then at their fellow beastmen's bowls with only a little food, and at the earthenware pots where meat was stewing, and couldn't help but fall even more silent.
Their eyes felt a little hot, and they couldn't help but blink.
If only we could join the Xia clan, at least we could eat our favorite food to our hearts' content, and there wouldn't be so many clansmen dying.
"Hehehe, are you asking how to make your fellow tribesmen like Xia?" The fox-beastman munched on a fragrant meat pie, talking as he ate.
She and Lingyuan often took on the same missions and met frequently, eventually becoming friends. She was surprised that Lingyuan would ask her such a question. So, even grassland sheep-beastmen wanted to become Xia's beastmen?
That's more like it, after all, that's the Xia clan.
Happy took another bite of the meat pie and asked curiously, "Don't they like Xia's food, clothes, and house?"
These three items were already incredibly attractive to the fox-orcs, not to mention all the other wonderful things Xia had to offer. She adored Xia's shield and sword; if she had them, she wouldn't have to fear horned, spiky beasts anymore. Unfortunately, the Xia clan didn't sell ironware; only Xia's warriors were entitled to possess them.
“My people certainly like it. But these are things that can be traded and learned. Haruharu, they can’t attract my people to join Xia.” Antelope sighed.
She understood her people. If she weren't the orc who came to Xia, she wouldn't have supported her people joining Xia.
How can one trust orcs who are not of their own kind?
But, but... Lan is different. The summer Lan is in is different.
What kind of clan a clan will become can be understood simply by looking at its chieftain. Gentle Lan, who is willing to protect them, will never allow her clan to become one that harms other orcs.
Lingyuan believed in Lan, but she couldn't get her clansmen, who had suffered too much, to believe in Lan as well.
“Then let them come to Xia to work, to experience what Xia is like. Doesn’t the Xia clan have a saying, ‘Seeing is believing’? Lan also said, don’t approach a beastman or clan with prejudice. Maybe they’ll understand you once they’ve truly come into contact with the Xia clan,” Yuan Qing said to her, who was looking troubled.
"Having other clansmen come to work for the Xia clan might be a good idea."
On the first day after the holiday ended, the grassland sheep-beastmen in the Xia clan's habitat heard Lingyuan say this to them.
Upon careful consideration, they realized the idea was feasible. The argali and fox-beastmen had all come to work for the Xia clan and subsequently developed a liking for them.
"Then, among us, who will step down and give their position to another member of our race?" a sheep-beastman asked seriously.
Their clan, to maintain its own operation as before, can only send a maximum of seven orcs to work for the Xia clan. For other clan members to come into contact with Xia, some orcs must relinquish their opportunity to do so and return to their clan to participate in clan tasks.
They were used to venturing out and fighting wild beasts; the risk to their lives wouldn't deter them from hunting. But to give up the opportunity to regularly enjoy summer delicacies, to forgo comfortable beds and the best treatment in the tribe…
I'm a little reluctant to part with it.
Lingyuan sighed. The difference was indeed huge; not everyone could be so heartless. Actually, she was reluctant to let go either.
"I'll do it," the seven grassland sheep-beastmen said almost simultaneously.
They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh. What's going on? Everyone seemed unwilling, yet they gave the same answer.
As expected, those who couldn't abandon their people to join the Xia clan alone were destined to forgo temporary benefits in exchange for a better future for the entire clan. They would always remember that they could not abandon their people.
This is what the former chieftains told them. Orcs who abandon their people will eventually be abandoned by their people.
Lingyuan lost the rock-paper-scissors game and became one of the five beastmen who remained. She wasn't disappointed; she was the grassland sheep beastman who had been in contact with the Xia clan the longest, and she would let the new clansmen who came to work in Xia see the beauty of Xia.
What moves her will surely move her people as well.
And so, Lingyuan and the other beastmen's plan began.
The two sheep-orcs who won the rock-paper-scissors game first dragged their closest brothers and sisters into the mess, successfully tricking two of their kind into working in their place.
Ling Xiaocao didn't hesitate for long before agreeing to the job exchange, but the worry hidden in her eyes deepened. Since the start of the flowering season, she had noticed that the beastmen returning to their habitat from the Xia clan were always inexplicably depressed and sad. Now, proposing to exchange jobs with other beastmen, they must be feeling unbearably down.
They always said they were happy in the Xia clan, that the Xia clan was wonderful. But from time to time, a barely concealed struggle would appear in their eyes, as if they were suppressing something. She simply couldn't believe they were alright.
She had wavered. When she saw them return with smiles in their eyes and their bodies plump with weight, she had hoped that Xia was a good clan.
But the truth told her that although her people could work in the Xia clan without getting hurt and could eat their fill, they suffered in ways she was unaware of.
She was not a good clan leader. Despite being aware of the suffering of her people, she still couldn't give up obtaining resources from the Xia clan.
The wild beasts of the grasslands have grown stronger, and Ling Xiaocao dares not give up what she can get from the Xia clan. She thinks that she must at least learn how to cultivate crops first. If she cannot grow food within the clan, and meat is even harder to obtain than before, more clansmen will surely die this snow season.
In any case, we must first ensure that our people will not go hungry in the future.
Ling Xiaocao clenched her hands, regaining her composure.
The clansmen she thought were suffering were now happily gathered in the Xia clan's second dining hall.
"You two just arrived, are you hungry? Come and eat your lunch. I'll take you to Gray Honey to get your quest later. Xia needs a lot of orcs to weave straw hats lately. I've already learned how, you can learn from me later."
The two grassland sheep-beastmen, who were entering the Xia clan for the first time, were reserved and obediently listened to Lingyuan's words, sitting on the stool and waiting for food.
Eating, weaving straw hats; eating, shopping, weaving straw hats...
A new day. Eating, weaving straw hats, eating, shopping, weaving straw hats...
After several days of happy living, the two sheep-beastmen, who had been tempted by the Xia clan's items, finally understood why they had such conflicted, patient, and painful expressions.
So, she was actually suppressing her desire to spend work points?!
Seeing their bewildered and confused expressions, the orcs, including Lingyuan, chuckled and patted their shoulders lightly.
The two sheep-orcs, who understood everything, thought: Very well, they'll drag their fellow orcs down with them too.
Haha, nobody can escape, come and experience what it means to suffer through pain and pleasure.
...
"What is this new item that Lan asked us to make for?" Lingyuan asked curiously, poking the straw-made beastman doll with her finger.
Upon hearing this, Feng Hong casually explained, "These are scarecrows. Lan said they might be able to keep birds away." She hugged a large bunch of orc scarecrows and strode towards the farmland, followed by other tribesmen who came to collect scarecrows.
The flowering crops are almost ready for harvest, so we need to be careful not to let birds damage them in the fields. Last harvest season, the crops were harvested quickly, and the birds that came from the woods attracted by the scent didn't damage the food in the fields.
Lan said that there are many crops to be harvested in the fields this time, and the birds in the woods know that the Xia clan has food, so they will definitely come faster than last time. We need to prevent them from pecking at the plants.
Is this what they call protecting plants? Anyway, that's what Lan said, so they should just do what Lan said.
Jiang Yunlan wasn't sure if the scarecrow would work. The birds in this world didn't seem like the kind that would be afraid of beastmen, so they might not be scared by the scarecrow. But what if it did?
So the scarecrow that looked like an orc still went into the farmland.
It wasn't until the day Jiang Yunlan led a group of orcs to harvest short-term crops that she witnessed the effectiveness of the scarecrow.
The scarecrow's intimidation level towards birds is zero.
The birds in the woods were all too familiar with the orcs; waving sticks around wouldn't scare them away. Jiang Yunlan stared at the birds trying to peck at their food, feeling a headache coming on.
One or two birds have already been accidentally killed by the orcs, why aren't they afraid?
"Come on, throw the net and catch them!" Jiang Yunlan shouted.
She never intended to exterminate them. Too many birds dying would affect the forest ecosystem, and Xia had no need to kill them.
In summer, the beastmen and birds outwitted and outmaneuvered each other, protecting the fields while simultaneously harvesting the produce. They managed to hold onto the farmland thanks to their sheer numbers. The birds, seeing their kind being taken away, belatedly realized that this fragrant food was hard to come by, yet they were unwilling to leave. So they continued to flutter their wings and hover in the air, trying to find an opening.
From the arrival of the birds in the fields to the summer orcs' partial victory in protecting the plants, only a dozen minutes had passed.
The birds and the orcs were locked in a stalemate when a small Zelan suddenly appeared.
Zhaoxia noticed the situation and, accompanied by the big bird Xiaojiu, trotted over here.
A clear voice echoed all around; it was the language of the Zelan orcs. The flock of birds suspended in mid-air froze for a moment for some reason, their cries rising and falling, seemingly aggrieved and cursing.
Jiang Yunlan heard Chaoxia speaking in a clear language that the birds could understand.
The birds that had come looking for food felt even more aggrieved, chirping softly at their captured kin before dejectedly leaving the Xia clan. The flock trapped in the nets echoed their cries in response to their departing companions. They lost all will to fight and collapsed to the ground, their eyes lifeless.
Food, isn't all fragrant food edible? How can there be food they can't eat?
The birds, born and raised in the forest, couldn't understand. In their minds, all food grew on their own, a gift of nature, and they were free to eat it as they pleased. However, if they and other animals coveted the same food, they would have to fight and defeat each other to obtain the fruit.
Without the interference of flocks of birds, harvesting crops became much easier.
The plants, protected by the power of the forest and the earth, grew very quickly and produced more than Jiang Yunlan had originally estimated, making it a bumper harvest.
The beastmen laughed as they pulled up the vegetables.
With so much food, how many meals could that feed them? The beastmen mentally counted the crops they had packed into their baskets, but as they counted, they realized they couldn't keep track. Seeing this, they simply stopped counting, happily put down their baskets full of food, and quickly picked up the empty baskets to fill the next field with plants.
That's great! It's food that you can eat for a very long time!
The beastmen who participated in the flower breeding were filled with anticipation; they looked forward to the birth of the cubs more than ever before.
Come quickly! After you are born, you will have hot food and warm clothes. Orcs will impart knowledge to you and show you this world...
You will have countless reliable companions and people you grow up with, so you don't have to worry about dying at any time when you are still a cub.
The orcs were filled with joy and anticipation, and their exhaustion couldn't stop them from smiling.
None of the female beastmen who went to the flower nursery were showing, so Jiang Yunlan couldn't tell who was pregnant. Seeing that they insisted on participating in the harvest, she had no choice but to agree to their request and advised them to rest when they felt tired.
She knew that the beastmen were in good health and could even go hunting before they were pregnant or about to give birth, but she still couldn't help but worry.
As it turned out, she had been overthinking it. Even when pregnant, the orcs weren't as strong as usual. In fact, because she was still a cub and her stamina couldn't keep up with the adult and semi-adult orcs, she took the other cubs to rest first.
The very young cubs are not allowed to participate in the harvest, and Dawn is one of them. Three seasons old, he sits obediently next to the pile of food baskets, nestled against Little Chirp.
He was talking to the flock of birds that had been captured, and also keeping an eye out for other birds that might follow the scent and come to peck at the crops.
He knew how much effort the beastmen had put into tending these fields, and he didn't want the birds to be injured or die while trying to eat the summer's food. There was already enough food in the forest for them to fill their stomachs.
"How are you feeling today, Zhaoxia?" Jiang Yunlan wiped the dirt and dust off her hands with a handkerchief and gently touched his head, avoiding the corners of his forehead.
“Just like before, I don’t feel that the number of suffering people has increased. Aliya and the others haven’t found any other members of their tribe…” Chaoxia blinked, her gaze turning back to the birds in the net.
He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yunlan with his bright, clear eyes. "Will Lan let them go?"
"We originally planned to release them back into the forest after the harvest, but it looks like we can release them today. Since Chaoxia can talk to them, we need to tell them not to come back, otherwise the situation we just witnessed will happen again in order to protect the food," Jiang Yunlan said.
She doesn't like to take the lives of other animals unless it's for food or self-defense.
“Lan, we haven’t been able to talk to birds for a long time,” Zhaoxia said, puzzled, explaining to the surprised Lan. “They can understand our language, but we can’t understand their voices anymore. But I always feel like I can understand what they mean.”
He finished speaking and smiled. Fortunately, he was one of the more capable Zelan members in the tribe, and after a few tries, he was able to understand what they were trying to say.
Jiang Yunlan silently rubbed his head again and said in a light tone, "Zhaoxia is very powerful. I'll leave the farmland to Zhaoxia to protect these next few days! I believe you can successfully protect the plants from the birds' beaks."
If any bird doesn't listen to her advice, she and her tribe will have no choice but to resort to force.
The aroma of food lured several different flocks of birds to the Xia clan. They circled in the air, listening to the forest chicks' words of persuasion.
The flock of birds, thinking they had found new food: ?!
What? This is the Xia Clan that those of us who suffered a crushing defeat a few days ago were talking about? I'm outta here. This is the habitat of a terrifying orc clan that hunts birds. I'm blacklisting this place; I'm never coming back.
Before the birds left, they said to Zelan, who was staying in Xia, "Take good care of yourself in this terrible clan. Who knows if the bird-killing orcs will bully you."
"Why don't you go back to the woods? We'll take care of you!" the birds said.
They are the creatures that shelter the Zelan, and also the creatures that were once raised by the Zelan.
The dawn refused them. He still had unborn members of his clan within the Xia clan; he would not leave.
Xia, who inexplicably gained a bad reputation among the birds: Who is slandering me? Xia's orcs clearly returned all the captured birds and did not kill the birds that were caught in the net.
The birds that first arrived in summer sneezed, pondering where to eat their food that day.
With the harvest season over, Jiang Yunlan had the idea of irrigating the farmland again. If only there were waterwheels! Having to push a cart to fetch water the day after the harvest was so arduous.
However, before she could build the irrigation waterwheel, she had to thoroughly understand water conservancy knowledge and how to build the waterwheel.
"There's still not enough time. I need to go to the mountainous region to mine new ore these next few days, and I need to deliver supplies to the unicorn people during the hot season. By the time I finish learning all this new knowledge, the earliest I can build a waterwheel will be during the fruit season." Jiang Yunlan rubbed her temples and sighed helplessly.
022 tilted her head, puzzled, and said, "022 knows all of this. I can take full responsibility for this, Lan doesn't need to learn it. You're not good at this kind of thing."
“But if I don’t learn it, you’ll have a very hard time. You’ll have to write books on this subject, communicate with the beastmen about the details repeatedly, and follow up on the whole process. If I do learn it, I can hand over the work to you when you’re tired,” she said.
She wasn't the type of orc to leave everything to her partner. Ultimately, she was just too impatient; before the clan had even trained any orcs skilled in water management, she wanted to build the waterwheel first.
Xia's technology is advancing too fast. If it continues to develop at such a high speed, I don't know if the beastmen will be able to adapt.
Jiang Yunlan released her hand from rubbing her temples, her brows furrowing slightly. A sense of unease suddenly arose within her, and she confided her concerns to 022.
She wasn't sure if Xia's rapid technological progress was a good thing.
"Is Lan worried that Xia Wenming will collapse after she dies?" 022 didn't expect Lan to realize this so quickly and couldn't help but laugh.
It reached out and patted Lan's forehead, its voice calm, "There's no need to worry about the current situation. However, given the current pace of development, we should indeed be concerned about the future, since Xia's current technology relies entirely on you and me to drive it forward. But Lan, don't worry too much. I'll remind you when it's time to slow down."
It also hopes that Xia can continue steadily, rather than stopping at the time when Lan existed.
With 022's assurance, Jiang Yunlan felt relieved and turned to consider the selection of people to go to the Qunshan area and the supplies to bring.
She had already made plans after successfully developing gunpowder halfway through her last attempt. She planned to prepare the remaining formula over in the mountains and test its power.
If she returns early, she can rest in the clan for a while before heading to the seaside. If she returns late, she can rest for a day or two before gathering supplies and setting off for the unicorn people's habitat.
As for clan affairs, she entrusted them entirely to Maple Sugar. She trusted that Maple Sugar, with her two previous experiences handling clan affairs independently, would not disappoint her.
Mountainous areas.
Jiang Yunlan, accompanied by 022, Ice Crystal Stone, and a group of orcs, once again set foot in this region.
She remembered the way to the mining area and headed straight for the mine with the beastmen, but the moment they reached the mine entrance, she sensed something was wrong. There were tracks resembling those of beasts dragging their tails, and it seemed unsafe inside.
"I'm going in to check. You wait here for me." After saying that, 022 flew down into the mine to investigate the situation.
After some time, 022, having completed its exploration, flew out of the dark cave. "There's a new passage inside, it's very long. Leading out of the passage, you'll see a valley. Lan, shall we investigate?"
Jiang Yunlan pondered for a few seconds, then calmly said, "Let's find a safe place to store our supplies first, then we'll come back and check the situation. If it's really no good, then we'll abandon this place."
She didn't like sitting still and waiting for news, so she included herself in the exploration team.
Was the creature that dug the tunnel a wild beast or an orc? If it was a wild beast, eliminating the danger would allow mining to continue. If it was an orc, the situation would be much more complicated.
She was somewhat worried that their group might have accidentally wandered into the habitat of strange orcs.
Carrying an oil lamp, Jiang Yunlan and the group of orcs entered the mine tunnel, their nerves on edge as they watched their surroundings closely.
"Da, da, da da".
The sudden sound of footsteps and something dragging on the ground made Jiang Yunlan and the other orcs stop in their tracks, grip their weapons, and look in the direction of the sound.
The footsteps grew closer, and a figure Jiang Yunlan recognized appeared in the lamplight.
"Huh? A Western dragon?" Her eyes widened, and she and the dragon opposite her froze in place.
"Roar?" It's an orc?
The little dragon blinked and raised its tail slightly.
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Author's Note: I haven't had time to fix the bugs yet; I might have to do it tomorrow. I wrote too much today and need a break. At the current word count, I have 7867 words. I still owe 2133 words.
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