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

With the departure of the crowd, the Glory Hall was left with only the three founders and the best-chosen contributor.


Just as Bishop Yaleris was about to lead this young man to the Original Church's secret storage area,


a strange buzzing sound emanated from the armor of the First Knight, a sound created by the friction of armor materials that, upon reaching the ears, would be recognized by the clothing and projected as text onto the retina.


He indicated a desire to go together to the secret storage area, as though there was something he wanted to recommend to this young man.


The First Doctor Araus, donning a purple suit and sunglasses, waved his hand and walked toward the bottom of the stairs, "I'll pass, those things would bring back some unpleasant memories."


Under the guidance of Bishop Yaleris, Yi Chen followed towards the depths of the Glory Hall,


Although the Light Church had been forcibly disbanded at the Skin Market's insistence,


Chapter 333: Secret Storage Room