This is no longer bad luck, this is eight lifetimes of bad luck.

This level of injury was not enough to defeat the doctor, but he felt humiliated.

It was only a dozen kilometers of mountain road, but he didn't even see the top of the mountain after walking all night.

"ha…"

The doctor pushed up his glasses and used the scalpel in his other hand to cut quickly on his body.

Soon, he calmed down.

"The ability to make people's luck worse? It's quite interesting."

The doctor raised his eyebrows and turned around to go down the mountain.

He knows the truth about whether things will work out in peace, so he won't get angry over these little things.

If you can't move forward, then go back.

Maybe something good will happen, or you may meet someone who is as unlucky as you.

"Um…?"

The doctor squinted his eyes.

The sun rises and purple air comes from the east.
Chapter completed!