Tace held a cardboard box and stood in front of the company building in a daze. At this moment, a car flew past and a piece of paper flew over. It hit Tace's face and he cried. How tragic! Why was he so unlucky!
Max leaned over his head and took a comfortable breath of Tace's misfortune. These days were so comfortable! So having a host was different from not having one. After seventeen years in prison, he hadn't been able to find a host with a matching eight characters. Now he finally found the right one!
Max felt himself getting stronger and stronger. His ambitions swelled with him. Originally, he had only wanted to get close to Helena so that he would not be unlucky. But now that he was possessing the host, all the unlucky things were the host's. He could still absorb nutrients from the host's unlucky things to strengthen himself. Wasn't this much better than looking for Helena?!
