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

After saying this, the little golden cube suddenly remembered that Yuan Zhuoyue’s brain seemed to be a little abnormal at the moment.

"These people...seem to know that Yuan Zhuoyue is in a bad state right now, and don't have much energy to explore these insignificant details." Morax also began to answer the questions of the golden cube: "Because the negative energy accumulated in her body has caused her great pain."

"Under such endless torture, her mind has become somewhat confused. It is not easy for her to keep herself awake and find ways to relieve her pain." Morax said with some emotion: "In this case, she naturally has no time to worry about how the surrounding environment has changed and what undercurrents are surging in it."

But after saying all this in a roundabout way, the little golden cube summarized it in his mind.

The final conclusion was that Morax agreed with his own idea, that Yuan Zhuoyue was indeed a little abnormal now.

Her body had been contaminated by [filth] for too long, causing her brain to be damaged.

But...what is there to monitor about Yuan Zhuoyue?

And where did the person who was monitoring Yuan Zhuoyue come from?

The little golden cube thought seriously about the conversation that Yuan Zhuoyue had had with him, and finally remembered something Yuan Zhuoyue had said.

Although he knew that Morax had left corresponding measures in the body he had created in advance, he could monitor some of Yuan Zhuoyue's actions.

But Morax's previous condition was not very good, and the little golden cube was worried that he had missed these useful intelligence and news because he was in such close contact with the [filthy] power and had no time to take care of other things.

Although the little golden cube had never come into direct contact with the [filth], he had seen the fate of his high-sequence "kinds" after being contaminated by the [filth].

Those "kindred members" who had greater authority and power than him were instantly devoured and assimilated the moment they came into contact with such [filthy] power.

As a small fry who didn't have much power and authority, he naturally avoided it. The fear of "filth" could be said to have been deeply ingrained in his bones and soul.

Although it is unknown why, Morax can suppress the power of [Filth] and eliminate it.

And even though such power had been accumulated in her body for such a long time, Yuan Zhuoyue had not been assimilated or swallowed up.

But the negative impact brought about by such negative power cannot but have some impact on them.

Therefore, Yuan Zhuoyue's madness can be traced and is even understandable.

With this thought in mind, the little golden cube carefully repeated to Morax how Yuan Zhuoyue had described himself injuring someone, fearing that he had missed any details.

Finally, he told Morax what he was thinking: "There are so many people watching here now, could she have really killed someone? Although I don't know whether what she said is true or not, according to her, she has no memory of that period. Even the fact that she was pinned to the ground by that grandson was told to her by her colleagues."

Morax did not refute directly, but first looked through the memories stored in this body.

And when Yuan Zhuoyue was mentally confused, his mind was indeed blank, with no memory left.

Morax made a judgment based on the social rules in Yuan Zhuoyue's memory and denied the golden cube's conjecture: "...from a universal point of view, once she has done something to hurt others, even if she is sick, she will be supervised now, and her range of activities should be limited to a corner."

Morax then folded his hands across his chest, then raised one hand to support his chin, pretending to be in deep thought: "Although these people are by Yuan Zhuoyue's side, monitoring her every move, they hide themselves in the dark and have never stopped any of her actions."

The little golden cube was even more confused after hearing this: "...What's going on? Could those people be bad guys?"

Morax shook his head slowly. "Those few people pretended to be silly, but they still couldn't hide their majestic and upright postures with sharp eyes. Such temperament is not something that ordinary people can cultivate. Although they hide their identities here, they are definitely not evil people."

The small golden cube pondered for a moment, then asked uncertainly: "…Is there something wrong with Yuan Zhuoyue?"

"You are not wrong to say so." Morax nodded slightly this time and explained his doubts: "... I don't know much about this world, but I think there are some talented people hiding in it. I can naturally find out that what you call [filth] has been accumulated in her body for quite some time."

Just saying this, Morax frowned slightly, raised his hand, and gently placed his pale and thin fingertips on his forehead.

As if to alleviate some of the negative effects that this broken body had on him.

"... During the time when those [filth] accumulated in her body, the remaining memories in her mind were not coherent, and there were many gaps and blanks." After a pause, Morax continued in a slow and slow tone: "There must be some problems that even Yuan Zhuoyue herself did not know."

"Huh?" The little golden cube was also confused by these situations one after another: "Is it so complicated?"

He originally thought that Morax had returned to this world just to suppress and eliminate the [filth], but now it seems that things are not that simple.

Morax also felt that some changes should be made to the previous plan.

Now that he was being watched, he would have to be careful with his words and actions while serving as Yuan Zhuoyue.

After all, after eliminating all the hidden dangers caused by [filth], it is natural to return this body to its owner.

Therefore, he must give up some inappropriate plans and ideas, so as to prevent his actions from leaving some troubles and affecting Yuan Zhuoyue's future life.

However, before that, there is one more important thing that needs to be confirmed again with this old friend who has been with him for thousands of years.

Morax asked the small golden cube: "...Can you let me take a closer look at the records you wrote about the [filth]?"

"Okay." The little golden cube agreed readily. Almost at the moment he responded to the request, some golden particles seemed to gather from all directions.

Finally, in front of Morax, they gathered into a ball of golden light: "...Is there a problem?"

"Whether it's Yuan Zhuoyue or the current situation of this world, there are some differences from the information you told me before." Morax did not hide it, but said bluntly: "...I wonder if there are some details that you have overlooked."

The little golden cube did not feel indignant after hearing this, but immediately echoed Morax's words: "...Yes, yes, yes! I also feel that something is not right. After all, all the information I got came from my colleagues, and that information is too mixed and too messy. Maybe there is something I overlooked. You should take a closer look."

Just when the golden cube and Morax were about to review the situation carefully, they heard a burst of music.

It was a hurried, repetitive sound that was pleasant to the ear, but for some reason it had a sense of urgency, and after listening to it for a long time, it felt a bit mocking.

The small golden cube immediately looked in the direction of the sound and found that the voice came from Yuan Zhuoyue's room.

And he immediately realized that the source of the music might be something.

The little golden cube immediately volunteered and shouted, "I'll go, I'll go!"

Then, like a stream of light, it smashed directly into the room, and after a moment, it floated out of the room.

The light and shadow composed of golden particles lingering around him set off a smart phone.

And the endless music is the incoming call ringtone coming from this mobile phone.