"Why?" Du Yu asked, puzzled. "Wasn't I fine back in 'Yi Shoots Down Nine Suns'?"
"This is for your safety," Dong Qianqiu said calmly. "Du Yu, if you really are the 'Supreme Pivot,' you must have come from some legend more than nine hundred years ago. If you go there rashly, you could end up being 'corrected.'"
Du Yu immediately understood what Dong Qianqiu meant. If he was "corrected," he would disappear from this world.
"That really is a problem..."
"Oh, right." Dong Qianqiu took a slip of paper from inside her clothes and said to Du Yu, "I've written down the 'abilities' of all our current Voice Transmitters. Familiarize yourself with them when you have time. You're clever, so think about how to make the most of their 'abilities.'"
Du Yu took it and gave it a quick look. The Voice Transmitters' abilities were truly strange and varied.
One could force a legend to have five minutes of light rain, another could send a virtual image drifting across a legend's scene, and another could play music inside a legend. Someone else had an even stranger ability. Dong Qianqiu's description read-anyone in physical contact with this person could temporarily become a Voice Transmitter.
Although most of them looked like chicken ribs-hardly any meat, yet a shame to throw away-Du Yu knew they might prove enormously useful someday, so he carefully tucked the paper inside his clothes.
"Anyway, are you really ready?" Dong Qianqiu asked. "For this 'exchange.'"
"Sure, Sister Qianqiu. Look, the Voice Transmitters, Operators, and assistants are all in position. Everyone at the Legend Management Bureau is also..."
"I'm asking whether you are really ready," Dong Qianqiu said, stressing the word.
"Me?"
"Yes. You've been running around taking care of everything these past few days, but I haven't seen