Above the doorframe, it had been smeared with grease, and it was precisely the lubrication of the grease that surprisingly allowed the Dormitory Manager's enormous lower body, that huge ball of flesh, to squeeze in.
Because it was an extreme squeeze, the Dormitory Manager sprung forward like a spring, launching straight at Mu Rufeng.
"So delicious, after I eat you, eat you!!!"
Mu Rufeng faced the wide open arms and a gaping maw, larger even than his own head.
Far from dodging, Rufeng stepped forward and, wielding the kitchen knife in his hand, he chopped downward fiercely.
The knife, unsurprisingly, landed on the Dormitory Manager's head.
A miraculous scene unfolded; the blade slid down the Dormitory Manager's skin, continuing all the way down to the top of the flesh ball.
Looking at the Dormitory Manager again, the sliced skin only showed a shallow mark that parted the grease on her body.
Her skin itself didn't have any damage at all.
