"Corpse-Loving Devil!"
Chen Long and A Fu each repeated the name once.
"Are people actually afraid of necrophilia?" A Fu felt this devil had to have a very weak presence.
"People are even afraid of foot fetishes. Didn't the Second Dragon Division fight a Fetish Devil before? That devil liked collecting people's feet."
Before Meng Fan could explain, Chen Long stepped in to explain for him like an older brother.
"Then what are the Corpse-Loving Devil's powers and price?" A Fu asked as he drove.
"A Fu, don't ask so many questions. If Meng Fan wants to tell us, he will."
"It's fine, Brother Long. There's no harm in telling you. It'll save us any misunderstandings later." Meng Fan had already worked out his story before coming. Even if Chen Long hadn't asked, he would have told him anyway.
"The Corpse-Loving Devil's power is eating corpses to heal injuries. The price is losing your mind when you see a corpse."
"Pretty much like a vulture," A Fu said. "Eating corpses... I definitely couldn't accept that."
"I don't eat them. The devil digests them itself."
"In that case, I could accept it. I've been planning to contract another devil lately. Brother Meng Fan, is there one you could recommend?" A Fu considered Meng Fan knowledgeable and well-traveled.
He should be able to offer better advice on contracting devils.
"That depends on what devils are available. The stronger the devil, the more dangerous the price."
"A Fu, let's discuss devils later. Pull over on that road up ahead first."
"Sure, Brother Long."
A Fu drove the Jeep onto a deserted road.
The two looked around for a while, then got out of the car, acting all secretive.
"Meng Fan, we're going to put on some makeup first. Wait a moment."
"Makeup?"
"Yes.