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Chapter 74: The Durian Gambit

作者: Mahaniputna
last update publish date: 2026-06-22 09:40:18

The pungent, almost overwhelming aroma of durian hit them like a physical force, a fragrant wall designed to disorient and confuse. Bima, Lia, Riska, and Kevin plunged into the thick of it, the spiky, thorny husks of the king of fruits creating a chaotic maze around them.

"Keep your mouths shut!" Bima gasped, his eyes darting through the dense stalls, trying to find a path through the olfactory assault. The durian’s powerful scent, though familiar, was amplified here, almost suffocatin

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