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

Jin's mind whirred, and he quickly thought of something, "William, is it the weapon that was postponed from production due to the last deceased incident?"


"Yes, the Archbishop promised he would give me the finished product after the Skin Promotion ended, and sending someone to fetch me directly this time probably means it's already been made."


"You mentioned it was an upgrade based on previous firearms, right? Your gun is made from Sick Objects, so it should be about opening up the Sick Objects in the firearms, right?"


"I don't really understand the specifics, but I've left it all to the Archbishop. We'll see when the time comes."


"After you get the finished product, how about we try it out head-to-head? I want to see if the quality of something custom-made for you by the Organization's Founder passes muster."


"We'll talk about it after I get it..."


Chapter 390 Sacred Body Offering