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With a scalpel in hand, Sein carefully dissected a two-centimeter sandworm.
“It’s temperature,” he mumbled to himself while standing in front of a crude experiment table.
On the table before him lay several other meticulously prepared tiny sandworm specimens.
The experiment table itself was a makeshift structure constructed from a blend of soil and sand.
Nearly twenty days had passed since Sein’s awakening and his discovery of the sandworms.
The shabby condition of his laboratory only allowed his experiments and research on the sandworms to progress at a snail’s pace.
To date, Sein’s understanding of the sandworms barely scratched the surface.
He knew that they likely relied on temperature...
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