The figure stood at the door, revealing his appearance.
——It was a fat man.
He was about two meters tall and his bulk could not simply be described as imposing; it had to be termed "overwhelming" to even come close.
His neck was thick.
His face was covered with horizontal layers of fat, and his eyes were squished into slits by the flesh.
Dressed in a black leather jacket and pants, he wore a pair of colorful skateboard shoes on his feet.
Wu Xiaode took one look and felt reassured.
——This kind of character, this kind of aura, was unmistakably that of a professional brawler!
"Brother, is it you who sucked me over here via the wormhole?"
The fat man asked politely.
"The wormhole is mine; he just pressed the button," the Master of All Knowledge hurriedly said.
The fat man's face showed impatience as he pointed to the button on the wormhole gate and retorted:
