"Skye, want some more?"
After repeated experiments, Yang Bo had worked out the ideal dose of soul essence for Skye. He no longer accidentally gave her a fever.
Mostly, it was because Yang Bo was simply too sensitive as a human thermometer.
Skye lay sprawled lazily on the bed, utterly drained, but her mind felt wonderful. In fact, it had never felt better.
At Yang Bo's question, she gently shook her head.
"I feel like my psychic power is already 'full.' I'm absorbing it more and more slowly. I need some time to digest it."
"All right."
Yang Bo climbed out of bed and got dressed.
"Want to go out and have some fun?"
"Where?"
Skye propped herself up without covering anything. Her formidable breasts were on full display, and Yang Bo couldn't resist reaching out, only for her to swat his hand away.
"Stop it. Four times already. I'm practically falling apart."
Yang Bo chuckled. "I just didn't want to leave you unsatisfied."
"Dr. Erik has opened two portals. I don't know where they lead either, so I thought I'd take you to have a look."
Skye's curiosity was instantly piqued. "Huh? Portals? To other worlds?"
Yang Bo shook his head. "I'm not sure. I went through one earlier to take a look, and it led to Hell."
Skye asked in confusion, "Hell? Your Nether?"
"No, no. Mephisto's Hell. He's the one who gave me the soul essence you've been drinking."
At his words, Skye looked as if everything she knew had been turned upside down.
"Mephisto? Gave?"
She simply couldn't connect those two words.
But when it came to Yang Bo, even the most incredible things could happen. Since she couldn't make sense of it, she stopped trying.
Skye slipped out from under the covers, revealing her graceful