This Chapter Says We're Screwed Again

An exiled alchemist. Two idiots who could go into a museum, and a squawking crow. A system that rewards tasteless things. Let's face the impending destruction of the world together. Destroy it quickly, we are tired. Bite! Detected extreme negative emotions of the host, reward: a bottle of amnesia potion that will make you forget to drink this bottle of medicine] "If knowledge is not exchanged for money or used to insult people, what is the difference between it and the dust in a museum?" "You ask me why I know so much? Because a wrong life must be replaced by a right answer." "Your introduction is as long as spoiled cheese, smelly and drowsy." "Lady Luck obviously has a problem with me, but that's okay, I have a bigger problem with her taste." "This story is really magnificent and tragic. It almost made me, forget it, it still almost happened."