Chapter 101 Having become an amenity of the apartment building, Slime Street still looked just as it had when Zhou Fangdong left. The pieced-together architecture along the street was blanketed in vast stretches of black sludge, transforming ordinary buildings into sticky, soft structures formed of slime. With their features obscured by the pitch-black substance, it was impossible to tell supermarkets from residential homes; only the vague outlines of houses remained. Both the sky and the ground…