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Uneven floor tiles, a lamp with nearly depleted oil. Even the blanket covering Lin Yin was patched up, and the entire room reeked of poverty.,"I'm so unlucky," Lin Yin muttered bitterly, "I barely escaped one disaster, and now I'm going to die again",Seeing the prominent "Grade One Spirit Pharmacist" on the faceplate, Lin Yu fell into deep thought.。