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

This was already Catherine's third death. Due to the game settings, the resurrection time increased with each death, and this time it took her half an hour to resurrect.


As she continually sank into the Nightmare Swamp, Catherine remained conscious,


reflecting on how her impulsive and reckless behavior had led to her being instantly killed. Unlike her previous two deaths in battle, she did not rage or go crazy, which could have caused some disturbances in parts of the Nightmare Space.


hugging her knees and immersing herself deeply into the nightmare, quietly waiting for her rebirth—her black lips even wearing a slight smile.


"Ha ha... I can't believe I made such a mistake. If the boss finds out, I'll definitely be demoted to an apprentice clown, not to mention possibly having to reassess my membership.


Is it the lengthy vacation that has made me physically lax? Or have I stayed in the circus too long, becoming too arrogant and conceited?


Chapter 320 Physical Learning