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"Sigh, now killing a few people hardly causes any ripples in my mind!"
Walking on the street covered in blood, watching the pedestrians hasten to avoid him, Chen Li couldn't help but reflect.
As for the guilt and panic that killing should have brought, there was not a trace.
He calculated that since he'd been in this world for nearly a year, from killing insects to killing people, he'd unwittingly slain a total of about twenty souls.
"This damned world!"
"Why is it so hard to lead a peaceful life?"
He stepped into a grove of trees by the roadside, tore off his blood-stained blue robe and tossed it aside, revealing the spell robe beneath. Then he slapped a Cleaning Talisman on himself to remove the blood from his hands.
As he walked, the muscles on his face shifted again, and by the time he emerged on the other side of the grove, he had taken on the identity of a butcher.
During this period, his wealth had grown rapidly.
