Mistress, I Was Wrong
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"I never did find a way to stop the living dead from spreading the infection." He suddenly looked up at Dongfang Minghui. "Young lady, are you a Potion Master from the Pharmacy Institute?"
"Yes."
"Take the spatial ring from my hand. It contains some records of my research into the living dead. I believe they'll help you develop a potion."
Dongfang Minghui shook her head, feeling somewhat at a loss. After hearing his whole story, she felt a heavy weight pressing down on her heart.
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