Cold.

It was like throwing yourself into the cold formalin, the last breath in the lungs of the long-dead specimen also dissipated with the movement.

Dithering.

It was as if all the fluids in the body were drawn out and placed on the oscillator to reciprocate, and all the components of oneself were seen at a glance.

There is no peace, no serenity, only a long period of pain, which stretches endlessly in silence.

"Ahh

Peter abruptly obeyed

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