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 lower half of his body had been severed,


which brought the already frail Yi Chen to the brink of unconsciousness, his consciousness fading gradually.


Had it not been for the umbilical cord tenaciously holding on inside his body, Yi Chen might have fainted the moment he returned to reality.


Watching the three monks in front of him, he also recalled the Duke's prior warning about the iron chains, not expecting to be actively approached by them on the way back to the city.


Regardless of whether their 'invitation' was friendly,


Yi Chen had stayed in the Old World far longer than planned, and he needed to return immediately.


The snake-shaped iron chains had bitten him, and even though the lower half of his body had been amputated, a small amount of excruciating poison still spread to his upper body.


The small grape tried to secrete river water saliva to fend it off, but it simply couldn't.


Chapter 202 Moon in Water