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As dawn broke, the mist hadn't yet dissipated, shrouding the entire market in a thin veil of hazy white.,In the grayish-black soil, some low-grade spirit plants were planted. Under the silent nourishment of the mist all night, the spirit plants radiated vitality, lazily stretching their tender green leaves.,"It's unrealistic to rely on this straw golem to guard the Spirit Field."。