"Alright."
No matter how strange Professor Fu's requests might be, Su Gao always answered seriously first.
As for that particular request, she gave a hundred percent guarantee with just a glance.
Although the candle holder's spikes weren't particularly sharp, handling this kind of flesh was undeniably too simple for her.
Not to mention it's a visual operation, so there's no need to go through the chest-opening process.
"Let's get started, or I'll hardly be able to press the accelerator later."
Professor Fu treated such matters as naturally as breathing, directly signaling to proceed.
"...Alright."
At this moment, Su Gao had clearly understood Professor Fu's worries, realizing that bringing the candle holder was for the current scene.
The significance of this scene wasn't difficult to guess for a moment.
In the Dark Holy Hall, the first torment Professor Fu endured evidently tangled his body with this world, to "personally" experience the chaos at the world's foundation.
