Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1077

Andrew let out a cold laugh. "Fatty, let's not pretend you know your body better than anyone. Back in Jayrodale, I could already tell.

"You're overweight, constantly drenched in cold sweat, panting like you ran a mile after two steps. If I had to guess, I'd say you've got a rare form of obesity. One of those conditions where even drinking water makes you gain weight, right?"

Elon's eyes flickered with panic. "How… how do you know that?"

For a moment, the thought of ordering his men to strike completely vanished from his mind.

Andrew replied calmly, "How I know is none of your business."

"What I do want to tell you is this—your condition isn't just your average weight issue."

"Your internal energy flow is completely imbalanced, your bodily systems are shot, and every ounce of nourishment you take in goes straight to your fat stores. And that means, when it comes to your sexual performance, your penis probably isn't just useless, it's starving.

"In fact, if I'm right—and I usually am—you could hire the best doctors in the world, take all the premium supplements money can buy… but in the end, all that nutrition still ends up feeding your belly fat.

"So when it's time to do the deed, I'm guessing you can't even last ten seconds before, boom—game over. And what comes out? Probably yellow water, not anything remotely healthy."

Elon's face turned the color of curdled milk because every single thing Andrew had said was true.