Chapitre 1344: Chapter 1102: The Immortal Stroked My Crown

"Since the Old Gravekeeper and Zorro were both fine before, the cemetery should be safe..."

"Or... has a Ghoul only recently started prowling around here?"

"What a hassle... Zorro is clean as a whistle, so could he move houses? Abandon his job?"

"With my current body, if I have no job, no food, am I supposed to survive in the wilderness? That would be rather miserable."

The difficulties of living in the wild are unimaginable for modern people, and even the ancients found them unbearable.

Unless absolutely necessary, he was unwilling to give up his current stable environment.

After all, Zorro's identity was way too useful!

The only person who knew him, the Old Gravekeeper, had died, and he was seamlessly posing in his place.

Aaron was walking down the road to Yannan Town, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

At the same time, he set a small goal for himself: