Bones, flesh, grease, materials...
Exactly, exactly!
Heine couldn't help but feel like his youth had returned.
The last time he encountered such a grotesquely fascinating dialogue was during his studies at the Bone Burial Ground.
Classmates corrupted by death qi were all such uniquely perverse individuals.
During his three years at the Bone Burial Ground, he never experienced the "academy-style" online novel scenarios he had seen before crossing over.
All he heard every day were praises like "This skull is truly exquisite" or "These stitches are fabulous".
Even when they stared at a woman's behind, they were sketching the contours of the pelvis in their minds, devoid of any mundane desires.
That is so like you, Grey!
Heine said with an incredulous expression, "After crossing the river, do you actually plan to kill them directly?"
"Of course, they would expose me."
"Hopeless fools!"
