He suspected there was something wrong with his ears. "Thirty-five, tell me again, how many days of life will be deducted for mission failure?"
Hearing his completely flat tone, Thirty-Five trembled with fear. "Three, three days, Master Host, you have to believe me, this mission was not issued by me. This time, I'm going to deduct three days from my lifespan. We're done!"
Yan Muhuai's ears were fine, so he could naturally hear that the voice of the prompt was different from Thirty-five's. In comparison, the prompt sound of the main system was more mechanical, and there was no emotional change in the tone. Unlike Thirty-five, he spoke very softly when he was timid, screamed when he was scared, and cheered when he was happy.
"Can you detect the male protagonist's location? Is it Mr. Rong they just mentioned?" Yan Muhuai asked Thirty-Five.
Thirty-five immediately replied, "Yes, the male protagonist's name is Rong Jin."
"Rong Jin?" Yan Muhuai muttered the name in his mind, "Is it the Jin of ash?"
"Yes, it's this Jin. Host, you don't want to go look for him, do you? But don't, you will get hurt!" Thirty-five was really afraid that Yan Muhuai would choose to complete the strategy mission in order to avoid having three days of his life deducted.
Just when Yan Muhuai was about to ask what kind of injury he would suffer, he was dragged to Chen Sangluo's bed by Yan Ce.
"Brother, please take a look at Luo'er. Is he really haunted by an evil spirit? Can you save him?" Yan Ce asked anxiously.
Yan Muhuai nodded and said, "The old Taoist priest was right. He is indeed haunted by an evil spirit, but he is fine now and will wake up soon."
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