Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 4 Blood Moon
"Stop fantasizing already!
This is just an ordinary technological parallel world... ordinary my ass!
Damn it, which decent person transmigrates without a Golden Finger!"
Brian gave himself two slaps, and only with the pain was he able to suppress the various wild thoughts in his heart again.
He made himself a simple sandwich.
Filled his stomach.
Brian carried the brewed traditional medicine out to the balcony.
It was probably around six in the evening.
In Los Angeles during September, the sky had not yet completely darkened at this time.
The street lights in the complex were already on.
From the public facilities area, one could see some families playing with their children in the community.
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