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

After this period of interaction, Yi Chen had come to understand Catherine quite thoroughly, if not completely.


Although Catherine was better at playing underhanded tricks, like her nightmare arrangement in Zion—keeping the Prophets in the dark, using a completely new pathological concept such as "Thought" to infiltrate and evade all medical scrutiny.


Her combat level wasn't bad either, after all, she was composed of countless women who had auditioned for the circus; her "Regenerative" ability could be said to be endless.


If any part of her body was injured, the females from other regions could rapidly crawl over to fill in.


Moreover, Catherine had also defeated Kimberly Cabrella, the deputy director of the Power Station and the leading authority on prosthetics research, which attested to her combat strength.


"My chat with Prophet Marko shouldn't have lasted long, right? Twenty minutes? Half an hour?


Chapter 315 Joint Effort