"Import it now, then import it."
At the moment of confirmation, Ji Jue's hand had already plunged into the giant mouth of the meat mountain, and then... he began to regret it.
This slimy touch and creepily writhing movement, even that basin-sized stinking mouth vividly demonstrated the unbreakable truth of this world—money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.
Why is it so hard to earn your damn money?
Snap!
With a crisp crack, the fierce-eyed meat mountain suddenly couldn't feel its jaw anymore. The entire jaw had been dislocated by Ji Jue's other hand.
Then, his right hand's skillful fingers transmitted directly from the esophagus, recklessly searching among the deformed organs.
He firmly grasped the grotesquely thick heart.
And then—the intricate patterns of Non-attack appeared between his fingers, alchemy began!
Mercilessly, extracting!
