Yellow Shirt Fatty

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library.
It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill.
Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, 
The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing,
To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story.
If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition.
Keep in mind.

The Gentleman at the End

Like a round stone, a gray lifeless egg was slowly rolling,


Yi Chen, after estimating the egg's rolling direction, would pick up the egg and sprint one hundred meters before setting it down again, make a brief directional adjustment, then pick up the egg and move another hundred meters.


During the routine of Yi Chen picking up and placing down the egg, a silver-haired young man followed him, leaning on a mobile metal cane commonly seen in hospitals.


Moon Trace Lorrian, disillusioned with the Old World, had not embarked on the exploration alone,


and he also gave up the idea of settling in the Old World.


Comparing the two worlds, Lorrian still thought the original world was better; this trip was just a day tour of the Old World. Eventually, he would need Yi Chen's physical body to transcend back through the passage,


so they formed the current odd duo of one person and one patient.


Chapter 171: Unexpected Encounter