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Chapter 175: Reaching the Outpost
Author: JAWARA KARYA
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Chapter 175: Reaching the Outpost

"The scrub-line is thinning," Vane muttered, wiping a streak of dried black silt from his collar as he stepped down from the flatbed trailer, his joints popping audibly in the crisp morning air. "Which means either we’re walking right into another corporate patrol sector, or Jagger actually knew what he was talking about when he pointed us toward the canyon rim."

"Jagger's navigational logs have a seventy-four percent survival accuracy rating," Box’s voice chim
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