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

Cancer Palace, the very top floor, also happens to be the highest point of the Old World, excluding the Evil Sun.


It's also known as "The Lord's Bedchamber."


To get to the bedchamber, besides taking the only elevator,


one must pass through an endless corridor hung with layer upon layer of meat pads,


constantly proliferating, even ignoring the constraints of space to extend indefinitely. Its length had long surpassed the horizontal span of the Cancer Palace.


At the end of this corridor, corresponding to the bedchamber, lies a giant meat pad bed, rumored to have existed since the birth of the Old World. The entire Cancer Palace and the surrounding Nong Lake are products of this meat pad.


And this crucial core has been made into a grand bed for rest by the Lord.


Bright red, semi-transparent curtains shaded the 'scenery' behind the bed, where one could vaguely see a pair of legs and feet floating, but it seemed there was something else there, too.


Chapter 411 Black and Red