Lin Ye was woken up by an indescribable stench.
It was the ultimate smell mixed with old dirt, rotten food, and the fermentation of some kind of biological excrement. It poured violently into his nasal cavity and went straight to the Tianling Cap, almost making him lose his breath again.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was not the ceiling of his ten-square-meter rental house filled with takeout boxes, but a gray sky with suspicious oil stains floating in it. The body is wrapped in a thick, slippery, cold liquid, and every tiny movement stirs up more disgusting smell molecules.
