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

But Yuan Zhuoyue's gloom only lasted for a while, because she suddenly realized that this situation was not too bad after all.

After all, compared to having her browsing history made public, which would lead to social destruction, the mess in her mind would only be known by one person.

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was about to let out a sharp explosion, suddenly became calm and composed.

Moreover, Emperor Rock King has lived for more than 6,000 years and has seen all kinds of storms. Even if he saw something disgusting in her memory, he should remain calm and treat it.

He also wouldn't be like ordinary people, gossiping about her behind her back or spreading her deeds everywhere, so Yuan Zhuoyue immediately calmed down.

Between embarrassing himself in front of everyone and embarrassing himself in front of one "person", Yuan Zhuoyue chose the latter without hesitation.

Although Yuan Zhuoyue was also a little confused as to why after she changed into a strange body, except for those powers that seemed to be innate and as easy as her own hands, she did not gain any relevant memories.

But after just a brief thought, Yuan Zhuoyue could understand why this situation occurred.

After all, after obtaining Fu Hua's 50,000 years of memory, the Herrscher of Consciousness firmly believed that he was Fu Hua.

Memory is an important part of a person's personality.

And she is just an ordinary human being. Let alone the memories of thousands or hundreds of years, even if there are suddenly a few decades of memories in her brain, it would be enough to make her very upset.

If such a situation really happened, Yuan Zhuoyue estimated that by then she would not even be able to tell who she was.

...It seems so.

Morax is pretty considerate...right?

As for this small golden cube, which could be directly harassed by her at the moment, Yuan Zhuoyue had no intention of giving up.

He just said to the small golden cube: "Under normal circumstances, I would probably do this... But the current situation is not normal, so of course I will continue to harass you."

The little golden cube naturally replied in confusion: "Why?"

Yuan Zhuoyue did not hesitate. He held up the words the little golden cube had said to her before and said, "Because you are very special."

The reason why Yuan Zhuoyue dared to keep talking nonsense with this little golden cube was mainly because the other party had shown a relatively weak posture from beginning to end.

So Yuan Zhuoyue was left with the impression that he was easy to bully.

If it were Morax instead, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that he might be able to restrain his words and actions a little.

The little golden cube was confused: "Where am I special???"

This time, it was Yuan Zhuoyue who ignored him. Yuan Zhuoyue simply turned a deaf ear to the questions from the little golden cube.

She walked directly towards the target person she had been following, the young man who was dressed up as Yae Xiaozi and had a layer of connection lingering around him that didn't seem that close, like a thin layer of smoke and mist, and walked leisurely towards him.

I have to say, that slim figure, straight and long legs, and exquisite makeup.

This series of appearances, superimposed together, when the young man didn't speak, who would have thought that he would be a boy?

...Perhaps, it is not unexpected in this place. After all, there are still quite a few men's and women's clothing guys at the comic convention.

Of course, Yuan Zhuoyue was not so blatant as to follow him directly, because she found that the young man's perception seemed a little too sharp.

No matter where she stood to observe the young man, Yuan Zhuoyue found that the other party was like equipped with radar and could lock her position very accurately.

At first, Yuan Zhuoyue didn't take it seriously and just thought it was a coincidence.

After encountering such situations repeatedly, Yuan Zhuoyue deliberately hid herself in the crowd, but even so, the young man was able to accurately lock onto her location in the crowd.

Regarding this situation, Yuan Zhuoyue wondered in his heart, is this the reason why those [filth] like light smoke and mist linger around this young man in an ambiguous manner?

Because he found that the other party's observation skills were a little too sharp, Yuan Zhuoyue wanted to find out the source of the filth and did not choose to approach rashly.

Instead, he adopted a roundabout attitude, moving little by little among the crowd that came to attend the comic convention. In this way, he tried his best to not appear abrupt, and approached the young man who was surrounded by filth.

During this process, the little golden cube, which had originally ignored Yuan Zhuoyue, changed its attitude and kept making inquiring sounds.

It seems like he wants to get to the bottom of it.

Finally, I heard it again. The chirping and slightly mocking sound of this small golden cube surrounded me.

Yuan Zhuoyue's heart had been filled with an inexplicable feeling that something was missing and something was not right, but these feelings disappeared completely at this moment.