"Prrrrrrrr—"
With that strange sound,
it erupted from Bai Zhou's bathroom on the spot.
Sitting on the toilet, Bai Zhou's face was still somewhat pale as he could not help asking himself:
"Is this right?"
"This isn't right, is it?!"
"I remember Chu Yun eating this thing in the original novel, and he wasn't this undignified, was he?"
"Could it be that because the way I ate it was too dignified, it had to make up for that in this department?"
"Prrrrrrrr—"
Bai Zhou was on the verge of collapse. This thing was not scientific, was it?
This went on for more than ten minutes.
Bai Zhou flushed the toilet seven or eight times.
Otherwise, he might have been submerged by now.
He even fell into deep self-doubt.
Just how much had he eaten? How much stuff was left in his stomach for him to keep going like this?!
But eventually, it came to an end.
Otherwise, Bai Zhou would have stuffed himself into the toilet and flushed himself away.
At long last, he clutched his stomach and staggered out of the bathroom.
But then he suddenly realized that his clothes felt sticky.
He looked down.
"Fuck! Other people only spray from the back!"
"How the hell are my pores spraying too?!"
With no other choice, Bai Zhou locked himself back in the bathroom.
Of course, this time, he did not need to bond with the toilet.
His clothes were black, sticky, and reeked.
Bai Zhou tossed them straight into the bathroom trash can, then climbed directly into the bathtub.
Watching the black grease slowly float to the surface,
Bai Zhou nodded.
"Now this is more like it!"
The original novel actually followed the same routine as most novels.
Whenever there was something like cleansing the marrow and purging the