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ArabicArknights: How Did I Actually Become the Doctor? — Chapter 133
Chapter 133: Oh My God, Playwright!You're reading this on the wrong site. This chapter was translated by Elysian Reads and posted for free at elysianreads.com — if you're seeing it anywhere else, it was copied without permission. Read it at the source so the people who actually did the work get the credit.
You pressed your palms together, adopting an expression of deep, solemn reverence as you bowed toward the Playwright. “Oh, Playwright, my dearest Playwright. Please weave us a grand script where a wealthy, beautiful girl falls from the heavens to sponsor our empty wallets!”
The Playwright offered a helpless, strained smile, adjusting his collar. “Doctor, reality is not quite so malleable. A script is not all-powerful. To manifest a wish out of thin air without any prior foreshadowing… such absolute authority could only belong to a literal god.”and support the real translator.Read at elysianreads.com This is a stolen translation. You're reading this on the wrong site. This chapter was translated by Elysian Reads and posted for free at elysianreads.com — if you're seeing it anywhere else, it was copied without permission. Read it at the source so the people who actually did the work get the credit.You're reading this on the wrong site. This chapter was translated by Elysian Reads and posted for free at elysianreads.com — if you're seeing it anywhere else, it was copied without permission. Read it at the source so the people who actually did the work get the credit.