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

Underneath her black hair, the female doctor's red lips formed a gentle and charming smile.


"A private clinic created by the Master, rest assured, this place is absolutely safe."


"Wait—my body!" Yi Chen immediately recalled his encounter upon leaving the Old World, remembering the icy feeling of his neck being cut, he quickly checked his current physical condition.


Aside from being somewhat cold, his body was normal, and he could feel shallow sutures at his neck.


"Could it be that you reattached my right half that was buried at the bottom of the lake?"


"Correct, the surgery went smoothly, or shall I say, your physical body was very cooperative. As soon as it was attached, iron chains with needles crazily grew from your neck, reforming and merging with your right half.


Your soul has completely fused with the iron chains, no wonder those monks insisted on chasing you."


Chapter 204: Conversation Under the Moonlight