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

"It's about time, contact Principal Desline and then head back..."


William shifted his gaze from the wall's surface, pretending to turn and walk back into the city.


In reality, he had already begun slowly circulating the "Platinum Blood" within his body to send a signal to Desline, planning to teleport away as soon as he turned into some dark alley, confirming that no blood citizens were watching.


Star Sensing went exceptionally smooth; Desline, who had prepared the Array in advance outside, easily received the signal and was ready to perform the personal transmission at any time.


William's eyes were locked about fifty meters away, on the narrow crevice between two buildings, where the slightest penetration of moonlight through the crevice would also help conceal his form.


Chapter 589: Planning