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

Chapter 213 Reconciliation

It's just such a simple sentence, but it seems to have some kind of magical power.

But in an instant, the endless warnings and unreliable mocking voice of Morax that had been whispering in her ears were blown away.

It seemed that it was not until this moment that Morax admitted that he was not trustworthy.

The voice in the dark that never stopped finally gave up.

Yuan Zhuoyue also felt that his tense emotions finally relaxed a little at this moment.

That indescribable urgency, as if urging her to do something quickly, was now completely gone.

Yuan Zhuoyue looked dazed for a moment, and then she retracted the dull expression on her face. Looking at the stalemate between her and Morax, it was not a very beautiful posture.

I couldn't help but fall into silence again.

After a moment, Yuan Zhuoyue put on a calm and composed attitude, and calmly and peacefully withdrew his hand, which had been resting on his chin until now, without moving at all.

With a calm look, he slowly moved away from Morax, who was being pinched by the neck by him and pressed against the soft backrest of the sofa, and gradually distanced himself from him, then left as if nothing had happened.

Then he said to Morax: "...I'm sorry for my rude words, but I also want to thank you for allowing me to question you."

After losing the restraints from Yuan Zhuoyue that were not really shackles, Morax was calm and composed, and straightened his body again.

Despite having such a pale and thin body, he still appears to be so strong and resolute, like an eternal rock.

After hearing what Yuan Zhuoyue said, he just replied in a gentle voice: "...This is just the legitimate rights and interests you deserve."

After this brief conversation, the atmosphere in the room fell into silence again, and for a moment, no words were spoken.

The noisy and outspoken little golden cube, after being glared at several times, quietly shrank into the corner.

It looked like he had no intention of getting close again without permission.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who had already stood up, lowered his eyes and looked at the figure who was now sitting safely on the sofa, and could not help but begin to reflect on himself.

She felt like she was a mentally ill patient in the early stages of an attack, and everything she said and did seemed to be completely out of control.

But now that she had recovered, she was very sober and remembered clearly what she had done and said to Morax just now...

This is a bit embarrassing.

In the past, she could relax and please herself by doing some deliberately provocative things.

And now, she felt that she had not only hurt Morax, but also hurt herself badly.

...I felt like knocking myself out, as if I was going crazy just now.

After a period of reflection, Yuan Zhuoyue decided to turn the page quietly as long as Morax didn't mention it.

Then she would pretend that she had no memory of this at all and nothing had happened.

So Yuan Zhuoyue changed the topic again to the thing that she cared about the most and wanted to know the result of the most after she officially met Morax.

Yuan Zhuoyue then asked, "...You said before that after the power in this body subsides, my broken leg can be healed. How long do we need to wait? And when can we get it back?"

Morax answered the last question first: "It will be about the same as last time. It will take about seven days."

After solving a puzzle for Yuan Zhuoyue, Morax paused for a moment before continuing, "But now, the power contained in your body is too complicated. Seven days is not enough for these three powers to calm down naturally."

"So what you mean is? It is very likely that my leg will not be healed after we get it back?" But just as these questions were uttered, Yuan Zhuoyue discovered the details in the previous words. After pondering for a moment, he asked: "...From what you said, it seems that there is already a solution? Is there a way to intervene so that these forces can be calmed down as soon as possible?"

"Indeed." Morax nodded slightly. "The reason for the current situation is that your body is too fragile. The power accumulated in your body has exceeded the threshold that it can bear."

"So, if the power in the body is slightly agitated, it is likely to cause some unpredictable damage." Morax could be said to be carefully explaining to Yuan Zhuoyue: "And what we need to do now is to divert this already full power to another place and find a new carrier. This will resolve the hidden dangers, calm the power, and heal...your leg soon."

Although he already had a guess in his mind, Yuan Zhuoyue still humbly asked: "...So what does that carrier refer to?"

Morax replied, "My body."

But now it is Yuan Zhuoyue who stays in Morax's body, and his use of power is just following his instincts and the knowledge he gained from the books of the visitors from other worlds.

As for how to use one's own strength, one has only a superficial understanding and relies purely on feeling.

So Yuan Zhuoyue chose to ask as usual: "Then how can I cooperate with you when I use your body as a carrier?"

Because of my profession, I am always wary of areas that I am not familiar with.

Yuan Zhuoyue would not easily get involved or make judgments without understanding or grasping the relevant circumstances.

Morax, with his pale and thin body, still had a warm smile, and a gentle and amiable look between his brows.

"You don't need to do anything, just leave everything to me." Then Morax raised his hand towards Yuan Zhuoyue, with his palm facing up, as if inviting her: "Just put your hand in mine."

Yuan Zhuoyue did not agree immediately, but stood still for a moment before taking another step forward, closing the distance between him and Morax again.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the pale and bloodless palm.