The ghosts were in disarray, their eyes filled with a mix of thoughts.
They all stared at Blake's... chest.
After the shock of witnessing him and becoming both a father and a mother at the same time, the concept of being both was truly becoming a reality this time.
Lilly was certain that her father was fine, so she hurried to the room and said, "Master, there's a strange mirror inside. I'm going to check it out!"
Pablo was taken aback.
The cowardly ghost held the harem spirit with his left hand and the bridal ghost with his right hand. "Let's go."
The harem spirit refused, "No, no, I want to stay. I want to see how Mr. Blake develops... no, how he breaks through."
The bridal ghost added, "I'm not leaving either. I'm worried about Mr. Blake."
Pablo floated cross-legged in mid-air, flipping through the booklet as if seeking an answer.
The cowardly ghost was left speechless.
…
Meanwhile, Blake, after losing consciousness, was on the verge of complete delirium.
He felt as though he was lying on train tracks, being run over by trains. The pressure was immense, every inch of his skin felt crushed, blood pouring out uncontrollably...
Then, suddenly, he sensed that he was submerged in a pool and the pain from being crushed faded significantly until it was gone...
But soon, he felt something invading his body, more and more of it, becoming increasingly unbearable.
It felt as though he was being force-fed by Bettany, not just his stomach, but every pore was being filled, and he felt like he was on the brink of death...
What remained of Blake's consciousness was entirely focused on resisting, doing his best to figure out how to rid himself of the overwhelming "stuffing" sensation...
Just as he struggled to hold on, he suddenly felt his mouth being forced open, and several things being stuffed inside.
As the first object entered his mouth, it transformed into a warm stream, flowing through his body without any guidance, naturally reaching his limbs and bones...
In his hazy state, Blake felt the warmth spreading through his limbs, soothing the substances that were on the verge of causing him to explode.
At this moment, Blake's consciousness was not fully coherent; he was in a state of drowsiness, unaware that the substances threatening to blow him up were spirit forces.
Although overcoming the pill prevented him from being exploded by the chaotic spirit energy, it still could not activate the spirit energy. He had to wait until he found a way to "digest" the energy... but he had no idea how long that would take.
Fortunately, he swallowed the Heaven Pill and Blood Lotus Pill next.
These two pills melted in his mouth, rushing down from his throat, breaking through the most severe "traffic jam."
"I'm not leaving... I'm worried..." This voice belonged to the bridal ghost.
Blake also sensed Pablo's presence, as if he heard the sound of pages being turned.
Wait, the sound of pages being flipped?
When Pablo was flipping through the golden book, Blake had never heard the sound of pages turning. Could it be that Pablo was reading a different book now?
Blake was momentarily taken aback, sensing that something was off.
His face felt warm. It seemed that his facial features were distorting!
The chest muscles that he had diligently trained for years felt somewhat unfamiliar.
Then, his mind exploded, and he suddenly remembered—just moments ago, his consciousness had been in turmoil, and he had heard something about shape-shifting pills and breast enhancement pills!
"Damn it!"
Blake could not help but curse silently. Which ghost stuffed those things into him? It must be some kind of curse.
Blake no longer had the luxury of being lost in thought. He quickly assessed the situation...
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