"Are you looking for me?"
The woman's voice was so low it as though whispered in her ear.
"Who, who's speaking?"
Bo Yao looked around nervously but received no response.
Just then, in the pitch-black space, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky.
Her body jolted, and she felt a chilling coldness enveloping her, a foreboding sense of unease sweeping through her.
[Task participant, please be ready. Body swap initiating...]
[Swap beginning, current progress one percent.]
The cold, mechanical voice suddenly came through.
In the blink of an eye, Bo Yao pushed aside the mysterious woman's voice from just now and her eyes showed a touch of pride: "I'm ready."
Tonight felt unusually long.
The woman sat upright on the bed, closed her eyes, and envisioned a glorious future.
A few minutes later.
A prickling pain began to seep into her mind.
Bo Yao was taken aback and furrowed her brows in confusion.
Then, the agony intensified to an unbearable level, almost tearing her apart.
