The fatty charged over with a roar, his body surrounded by flowing non-Newtonian fluid, along with a massive amount of rolling fat, presenting a formidable appearance.
Then, Yan Junze turned around and walked back, turning into the stairwell on the first floor, but he didn't go upstairs.
The fatty reached the stairwell, leaned against the corner of the wall, and took a look inside, but there was no one there.
It didn't realize that the space it was in had become different.
Since the lighting here was a bit darker, it tried hard to open its eyes wide to spot where Yan Junze might be hiding.
Soon, the fatty sensed something was off, catching sight of a bloated thing gently twisting in the dark, which must be the person it had just seen.
But this person thought he was well hidden and didn't notice that he had been discovered yet.
The non-Newtonian fluid under the fatty's feet began to slide forward slowly, trying to approach the hidden person.
