"Here you go."
Gu Tao pulled out a round object and pressed it against He Yuxiang's nose. Instantly, a transparent respirator sealed off his mouth and nose. He Yuxiang greedily inhaled a breath of purified air, then touched the respirator on his nose, "This thing is great! My sense of smell is too sensitive; I often get dizzy from strange odors."
Gu Tao didn't answer, just looked at his phone screen, "Your sense of smell is a thousand times that of a normal human, and you still say you're not a dog?"
"Ah..." He Yuxiang paused, "How did you know that?"
"Why do you care so much, it's fine now, right?"
"Yeah, it's fine now."
"This thing is yours now."
"Really? Are you sure?" He Yuxiang was stunned, "Do you have some sort of designs on me?"
"Please, just get your act together and go save the world, okay."
"Alright."
