Watching Miranda excitedly move close to sniff the smell, Yiye Zhiqu covered the chemical pool with a breath, startling him and he reflexively slapped the back of his head.
As a result, the former sniffed in vain, and the latter slapped in vain.
This guy was a ghost; he couldn't be touched, so naturally, he couldn't smell anything.
"What are you doing?" Miranda asked in surprise, watching Yiye Zhiqu's actions by the chemical pool, completely bewildered.
Yiye Zhiqu coughed and said.
"I wanted to say this thing is poisonous... uh, I just remembered you're a ghost, poison can't kill you even if it wanted to."
Miranda: "Poisonous?! Why???"
Yiye Zhiqu nearly spat blood.
"Are you freaking 'Why Times a Hundred Thousand'!?"
Miranda was stunned for a moment, then asked instinctively.
"Why Times a Hundred Thousand'... what is that?"
