As the boat continued deeper into the lake, the minced-flesh fog gradually dissipated,
revealing an awe-inspiring structure that defies detailed description by any current language,
Its first glimpse was utterly nauseating,
with visual pollution even dozens of times worse than that of Nong Lake, resembling the chaotic product of countless tumors multiplying disorderly for a hundred years.
This visual feast could even burst and crush eyeballs.
With Yi Chen's prior psychological preparation, and his experience of viewing the Skin Factory through the "Skin Sack Bible," he gradually curbed the sense of disgust within,
and, borrowing Vision's eyesight provided by little grape, he started to carefully appreciate the colossal monstrosity that was beginning to emerge before him,
slowly discerning a form of art fundamental to life itself.
Pushing aside tumor masses,
prying open cystic membranes,
