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

Late at night, the apartment, the scent of flesh


Contrary to the vast peace and serene tranquility of the principal's office,


the small and stuffy bedroom continued to emit somewhat noisy sounds of flesh being crushed, as synthetic meat heated up during processing. Even with the window open, the room temperature kept climbing.


Despite having clothes with automatic cooling effects, Yi Chen still took off his shirt, allowing his body to be completely exposed to the air to maximize heat dissipation.


Sitting opposite, Jin also removed most of her outerwear, leaving just a loose shirt with the buttons undone,


Through the gaps in the shirt, one could see beads of sweat tracing the delicate and perfect lines of her abs, eventually slipping into the gap of her waistband,


Above the abs, a special bandage made of "Gentleman's Skin" was wrapped around,


Chapter 366 Last Preparations