Chapter 163: "Tomb Guardian" is exactly the kind of talent that's missing.

This was the way he hated dying the most.

Perhaps due to excessive blood loss, he was now so tired that he could not even muster the strength to raise his arm. He could only lie on the ground, unable to move, watching helplessly as the foul-smelling zombies quickly approached him.

In his last breath of life.

There was no despair in his eyes, only regret and unwillingness to accept his fate.

If... if he had listened to his parents and not gone to that secret place, could he now be living happily with his family?

This had become the insurmountable barrier of his life; he didn't know how to get past it and now he never would. Perhaps death would be a relief.

But just then—

The Black Doctor suddenly sprang up from the ground and, just as the zombies were about to pounce on them, he grabbed Doctor Gou and hoisted him onto his shoulder, quickly diving into a nearby alley.

Then, with practiced ease, he weaved through the twists and turns.