Every morning brings an inexplicable door to your doorstep. Each portal conceals a realm beyond comprehension. Within these nightmare dimensions, Jiang Cheng translates the Hunk's accounts to the Fatty, embellishing as he sees fit. The Fatty trembles, his composure crumbling at the words. "Will my entire lineage hang inverted for exsanguination should I perish in this place?" "So they say." "Then why do you show no terror?" The Fatty's eyes stretched wide. Jiang Cheng pivoted and answered with deliberate solemnity, "Because I have no family to mourn me."