When Han Dong woke up from a deep sleep, he found himself alone in the large bed.
However.
Han Dong faintly caught a strange smell, akin to the scent that arises after stacking dead fish in a fungus-filled mud pond for several days, followed by roasting.
Smelling this right upon waking caused his stomach to churn violently.
"What is that smell?"
Han Dong quickly blocked his sense of smell, donned only a black robe, and headed to the first floor.
The body that was once weak and frail was still 'slender,' yet now the outline of abs was faintly discernible…
"Sally, what are you doing?"
Upon reaching the first floor, Han Dong was stunned by the scene before him.
Considering that some faculty and students might not enjoy dining in public areas like cafeterias, the dormitory also came with a private kitchen.
Currently.
The kitchen was beyond recognition, filled with chunks of meat, tentacles, or fluffy threadlike masses, predominantly in black and purple hues.
