Ding Hui looked at Fang Yu.
The voice in his head, at that moment, stopped.
Is there such a good thing?!
Fang Yu's face lit up with joy.
Then, Ding Hui revealed a mischievous smile.
The voice in his head suddenly rang out again.
"...But there's a condition."
Damn!
As expected, there's no such thing as a free lunch falling from the sky.
Fang Yu looked at Ding Hui with frustration.
"You're not thinking of using my body for research, are you?"
This time, it was Ding Hui herself who spoke.
"I would like to, of course, but I suppose you would not agree."
"So the condition I propose is within what you can bear."
Fang Yu became curious.
"So, what exactly do you want me to do?"
The time for brain transformation seemed to have passed; now, Ding Hui was speaking with her own voice.
"It's simple."
"A couple of days ago, I received some very interesting intelligence."
"The intelligence says that in Ronghua Street, the Ronghua Dyeing Factory may be harboring a special demon."
