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

On the floor tiled in alternating black and white,


Catherine somehow produced an oversized treasure chest, haphazardly stuffed with ladies' attire of various forms, each corresponding to different ages and styles.


"Find something for yourself~ Just remember, all the clothes in here are for girls."


Yi Chen quickly selected a few articles, cut them into fabric pieces, and used the sharp needles that grew from his fingers to sew them together.


His tailoring skills were nowhere near Mr. Ivan's, but making simple garments like these was not a problem.


He fashioned a black overcoat that could envelop his entire body and wore it on the spot.


Meanwhile, Catherine was putting on a one-piece dress,


lifting her right foot as she gradually pulled up the black-and-white stockings to her thighs and slipped on a pair of delicate leather shoes.


Chapter 294 Contract and Transformation