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

The time it took to craft the gambling event was much longer than anticipated,


Even a few drops of golden sweat trickled from the Duke's forehead, falling onto the ancient castle floor and turning into real gold, which were then collected by several hidden hands.


After more than an hour had passed, the Duke finally reopened his eyes.


Exhausted, he exhaled a breath laced with gem dust, yet his plump cheeks formed a satisfied, even excited, smile.


"A very interesting memory, it's rare for one to consume so much of my energy in constructing a [Gambling Event]. This time the scale of the event is relatively 'medium to large,' which may take a longer time.


However, you can rest assured, during the gambling your physical body will not suffer any erosion from the Old World.


This gambling event is a 'role-playing' mode, where you need to clarify your position within the game and meet the corresponding requirements.


Chapter 174 Opening