C35 The Special Water Type Extrasensory Perception

At eight in the morning, Yu Yang made his way to the Fourteenth Cafeteria.

Even from a distance, he was hit by a pungent odor of human waste, far worse than the lingering scents of blood and decay that had faded overnight.

Fighting back nausea, Yu Yang stepped inside and instantly clutched his nose.

The stench was unbearable!

But it made sense—this was a cafeteria, not a restroom