After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 290 I just want to succeed in my apprenticeship with you, not to have a successful funeral w

The little golden cube seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so it obediently turned off the TV, squatted on the coffee table in the living room, and entered sleep mode again, not daring to make any noise.

When Yuan Zhuoyue woke up from the darkness, he found that it was already bright outside. Bright sunlight poured in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the spacious living room with a bright and clear atmosphere.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt his own condition. Although he still felt dazed as if he had just woken up, he was still clear-headed and refreshed.

No headaches or other discomfort.

It was indeed another rare good sleep. If she could return to her own body, snuggle into her own warm quilt, and sleep soundly like this, Yun Zhuoyue felt that she would be happier.

Because they had to introduce the unstable energy in their own bodies into another carrier to ensure their own safety, they had to hold hands and were restricted.

Therefore, Yuan Zhuoyue was not very willing to return to his bedroom to sleep, entering the territory that he considered to be more private with an unfamiliar presence.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had been sleeping on the sofa with Morax for three days, thought so in his heart.

I really don’t know how long this so-called extradition power will take?

After all, he had a bed but couldn't sleep on it. He could only stay on the sofa in the living room. This went on for three days in a row. Yuan Zhuoyue still felt that this was quite unfair to himself.

When Yuan Zhuoyue opened his eyes, he found that Morax seemed to have woken up long ago, holding the book that had been revised and patched countless times in his hands.

The golden words on it emitted a faint glow, but they did not swim around like fish as before, nor did they change their shape and turn into another appearance.

It seemed that Morax was just rehearsing for today's lessons, to ensure that the students he taught could master the knowledge faster in a better and more efficient way.

As if sensing Yuan Zhuoyue's gaze, Morax, who was flipping through the book in his hand, turned his head slightly and looked at her.

There was still a warm and gentle smile on her face. Even with her pale and thin face, she seemed to exude the generosity and tolerance of an elder.

Then Morax asked in a gentle and calm voice, "Is it time to start today's class?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue immediately sat up straight and moved her head away from the shoulder of Morax, who was now supporting her pale and thin shell.

He spoke in a serious and nonchalant tone, "Of course you can."

Yuan Zhuoyue, who has already scored three times, has already accepted the fact that he is using Morax as a pillow again, and has become calm.

After all, there is a saying that goes "the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar." Now it's the third time, and Yuan Zhuoyue no longer feels as embarrassed and helpless as he did before.

After all, when she woke up, she found her head on Morax's shoulder instead of lying on the sofa, which meant that Morax didn't mind this happening.

Since Morax didn't mind, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that there was no need for him to feel embarrassed.

So after a simple wash, a new day of classes began again.

Although Morax was a teacher who matched her very well, the mode and logic of teaching knowledge completely catered to her thinking.

However, when Yuan Zhuoyue faced this very dry knowledge that came one after another without any water, he still felt it was more or less dry and choking.

Although he had been attending such high-intensity and high-content lectures for three consecutive days, Yuan Zhuoyue still felt that he was a little strained in this state.

The brain is in constant operation and the mind is in a state of high tension. After a long time, it is inevitable to feel some fatigue.

But at least under Morax's guidance, she was able to swallow the knowledge with her neck stiffened. In this cramming-style education, she was able to successfully swallow it without wasting it.

There will be plenty of time and effort in the future to savor the truth in it.

Today's content is similar to yesterday's, and it also roughly describes how to mobilize the power in your body. With the least consumption, use the most effective and powerful means of attack to resist the enemy.

After Morax had poured out a lot of information and Yuan Zhuoyue had taken great pains to receive the vast amount of knowledge, at noon, before the sun was high in the sky, Morax announced that today's theoretical knowledge had come to an end for the time being.

Now it’s time to put this knowledge into practice.

And just as Morax had said before, he brought Yuan Zhuoyue back into a not-so-large dreamland, announcing that her practical class could begin from then on.

Yuan Zhuoyue's senses were sharper in the dream realm than in the real world, so he naturally discovered that this dream realm was desolate.

There were no traces of any alien creatures left, and some of the resources consisting of spiritual power and mental power were too insignificant to be worth collecting.

But these are not the point. The point is that in this space, except for her and Morax, there are no other living beings.

The purpose of this practical class is to let her perform those spells and let Morax test the teaching results after the theoretical class today.

But the previous spells always need a target, right? Whether it is evil spirits or dead things, everything in this dream seems to be unable to meet the requirements of becoming an imaginary enemy.

So what was Morax's purpose in bringing her to this dreamland? And where were her enemies now?

Yuan Zhuoyue thought so and expressed his doubts to Morax.

But Morax remained calm and threw a thunderous blow to Yuan Zhuoyue: "Your opponent today is me."

Yuan Zhuoyue doubted her ears for a moment. She was silent for a while, then asked Morax uncertainly: "...What do you mean? I want to fight you today?"

Morax nodded slightly: "Indeed."

Yuan Zhuoyue just felt that the development of things was becoming outrageous, although Morax was now in her body and seemed to be subject to many restrictions.

However, the thousands of years of combat experience accumulated by the other party is by no means comparable to that of a mortal like her, but now the problem arises.

Her body is pale and fragile, and is currently being used by Morax, while Morax's immortal body is now occupied by her.

There is a huge difference between the two sides. No matter how things develop, Yuan Zhuoyue has a feeling of hitting a rock with an egg, of course, referring to her mortal body.

Then Yuan Zhuoyue said sincerely and emotionally, "I think you should reconsider it. My weak body can't stand such a torment! And I just want to succeed in your apprenticeship, not to be buried with you!"