Winter destroyed the seedlings without a word, and she had to admit that for a moment, she shamefully felt a stirring in her heart.

Okay, it wasn't just a fleeting thought; these terms sound pretty tempting, right? I just don't know how much the base salary is, or how the commission is calculated...

"Instead of wasting your time chatting with me, you should practice soul transfer. Master another skill, and I'll pay you more." Lu Lei ruthlessly shattered Dong Huimiao's little scheme.

Dong Huimiao rolled her eyes at her: "Keep dreaming! I'd rather starve to death in the Temple of Heaven than work for you!"

Dong Huimiao secretly vowed that once he got a clue out of Xia Chuhe, he would leave her far behind!

After all, he was about to become a person of high status who owned a third of the city!

However, the most urgent task is to practice the Soul Transference technique; the physical examination is tomorrow. Although he doesn't know what Xia Chuhe is up to, Dong Huimiao still wants to master the Soul Transference technique overnight.

As night fell, Dong Huimiao lay on her bed, quietly feeling the connection with her physical body.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could only feel the connection with her original body; the other physical forms seemed to have never existed.

From the flesh to the skin, you must see, you must see every detail of the skin.

Dong Huimiao closed her eyes and recalled the details of the lowly skin. She had stayed in that skin for a long time and used it to swindle a lot of rabbits and supplies in the trading market.

The material of the low-grade skin wasn't very good, and Er Ya's skinning technique wasn't very skilled; the rabbit skin had some damage on its chest, armpits, and forearms, and these damages remained even after it was made into human form. Therefore, there was a long, thin wound on the left forearm of the skin, which she always had to cover with her sleeve…

Dong Huimiao, who had stayed up all night last night, didn't have the energy to sustain such a mentally taxing memory, and she gradually fell asleep while reminiscing...

In her sleep, she felt herself vaguely move her left hand, while Dong Er's body lay peacefully all night.

Lu Lei, preoccupied with something on his mind, didn't sleep well and woke up very early in the morning.

She quietly lifted the curtain, slipped into the other man's bed, and shook Dong Er awake from his sleep.

"Damn it, I really want to strangle you." If looks could kill, Lu Lei would already be riddled with holes from Dong Huimiao's gaze.

Wearing the mask, Lu Lei felt his skin had thickened: "How's the training going?"

"If you haven't practiced enough, you're as good as dead!"

Lu Lei said regretfully, "Well, what a pity."

After saying that, Lu Lei quietly slipped through the curtain to go back, but before he could climb into bed, Dong Huimiao grabbed his ankle.

"Let me see your new skin again."

"Okay, here you go. Just don't hold her while you sleep."

Dong Huimiao was shocked and made a vomiting gesture: "It's disgusting."

Lu Lei took out the new skin: "You must return it to me before the physical examination."

"I know, it's so annoying." Despite her complaints, Dong Huimiao still managed to memorize the details of the appearance within the limited time available.

Dong Huimiao could feel a clear connection with her body, but the connection with her physical form was always faint and indistinct, as if it were just her imagination.

After a fruitless practice session, daylight broke and the physical examination began.