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

Perhaps because she went to bed early last night, Jin woke up before dawn, her body fully relaxed.


In fact, she had been rather bored for about three days now.


The quality of the Mechanical Maids had noticeably declined recently, making the slaughter somewhat tedious. The only reason she hadn't left was that she wanted to stay with Yi Chen here.


She observed Yi Chen every day, curious to see when he would stop growing.


Rising from the bench, Jin fastened only the middle button of her shirt.


Barefoot, she walked across the cold floor to where Yi Chen was sleeping, crouched down, and stared at the young man in front of her.


Jin's black profession, Human Body Weapons Master, combined with Extreme Breakthrough, Red Lotus Characteristic, and the Cancer Palace Relic, had metamorphosed into a new profession:


Chapter 273: Late Night Communication