The limbs were as thin as sticks, yet the head was as large as a bucket.
Jiang Xiaobai and Bai Feng exchanged a glance; neither of them had ever seen such a person before. This was too strange.
The person standing at the front of the line crawled forward to the golden chair. The peculiar person half-reclined on the golden chair opened their mouth, and the person extended their finger into the peculiar person's mouth.
Even though he was quite far away, Jiang Xiaobai could see the peculiar person's mouth moving as if sucking. As they sucked, their previously pale skin surprisingly turned rosy. Jiang Xiaobai watched the civilian being sucked by the peculiar person, and oddly, not only did the civilian not feel any pain, a look of extreme pleasure appeared on their face.
Jiang Xiaobai had seen this expression before. He had seen it on drug addicts who inhaled white powder.
"What on earth is happening?" A big question mark appeared in Jiang Xiaobai's mind.
