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... ordinary clinic doctor."

Kokoro Kurosaki looked at Tao Yu coming towards him, wearing a rather comical smile on his face, as if he was a bit carefree.

"You can call me Jack, a prophet from outside."

Tao Yu smiled at Kokoro Kurosaki, feeling that having the identity of a prophet made conversations much easier nowadays.

Throughout, Tao Yu didn’t really mind the leakage of Abyss information. As long as he could exchange it for suitable value, he often liked to trade ...

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