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

As for the golden little cube, Yuan Zhuoyue, who was thinking about it all the time, knew the current situation of the golden little cube very well.

The power she left behind was quite amazing. She could feel it every time it was touched.

Except for those few people who came from afar and were contaminated with [filth], they triggered those powers and cleared away the [filth].

In Yuan Zhuoyue's perception, what she sensed the most was that the small golden cube kept triggering the mechanism she left behind, and it kept crashing into the barrier as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

It crashed dozens of times before it finally stopped, and it took a long time for Yuan Zhuoyue to figure it out.

The magic circle that could change slightly with the fluctuations of power emanating from the small golden cube was never triggered again.

But Yuan Zhuoyue could also clearly get some feedback through the power she left in various places in this city.

She could also sense that the small golden cube was coming towards her.

In this way, Yuan Zhuoyue also knew that the small golden cube should have also realized what the mechanism was that triggered those magic arrays.

But, I feel like that little thing...its brain is really not working very well.

The young man who was attacked was in a closed room at this time. The room looked no different from an ordinary star-rated hotel.

Televisions, computers, game consoles, and even some books, magazines, comics, and the like are all placed in various parts of the room according to their categories.

The only special or unique thing is that this room, which is located somewhere unknown, has no windows.

Moreover, the decoration in this room tends to be soft-padded in style, without any obvious edges and corners.

At this time, the young man was still a little confused and had an unreal feeling as if he had fallen into a dream.

His original purpose of going to the comic convention was to earn some living expenses by doing live broadcasts during his free time during the holidays.

Although it is not enough to subsidize the family, it is enough to cover his daily food and clothing expenses, which has achieved his expected goal.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly involved in this serious trouble, and he did not realize the seriousness of the problem at the beginning.

It was not until a confidentiality agreement was handed to him and he signed it, and then was transferred to this room that looked spacious and bright but was actually completely isolated from the outside world, that he realized the matter belatedly.

The staff who brought him to this room told him that he would be released as long as he completed a period of quarantine observation.

But he was not told how long the deadline would be.

However, the staff also assured him that they had completed the relevant procedures for him and that it would not affect his studies.

With this assurance, the young man felt relieved. When he was alone in a space, a lot of random thoughts still emerged in his mind, disrupting his thinking.

What confused the young man the most was not the two men in black who came out of nowhere and suddenly attacked him.

But it was Zhongli, who was emitting a very dazzling golden light and therefore always attracted his attention.

It is known that there are indeed some extraordinary super powers in this world, and just now when he signed the confidentiality agreement, he also witnessed with his own eyes the magic of those staff members.

When he was attacked at the comic convention, he was protected by a barrier that emitted a golden light very similar to the one on Zhongli.

If it weren't for that barrier, it would be hard to say whether he was dead or alive now.

He still hasn't figured out why those two people suddenly attacked and chased him.

The young man had taken a shower, removed his makeup, and was now clean and refreshed, and had changed into a new set of loose clothes.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one else in the room, he was lying on the bed in a crooked posture, playing games and thinking about random things.

Because they were absent-minded and were just trying to kill time, the teenagers' performance in the game could indeed be described as poor.

His teammates have already begun to issue a series of cordial greetings.

Seeing this, the young man immediately wanted to say the same greeting, but when he was about to say it, he suddenly stopped himself.

Because the mobile phone he was using was also provided by the staff who brought him to this room. Only the phone card belonged to him, and they also required him to use this phone in the future.

Even after the quarantine is over and we return to normal life.

Then the real function and role of this mobile phone are quite intriguing.

After thinking for a while, the young man decided to continue playing the game quietly and not say any harsh words. He intended to fully demonstrate the good qualities that a college student should have.

And in this short game, the young man could see that his teammates were extremely excited, and the chat channel was never empty from beginning to end.

After the game ended, as expected, the young man found out that he had been reported by his teammates.

The young man, who was not good at sports and was average at playing games, immediately slammed the phone in his hand on the bed in anger.

Then he grabbed the soft pillow that was under his body, made a strange noise, and started punching the pillow hard.

Suddenly, the young man caught a glimpse of a familiar and dazzling golden light, and almost subconsciously turned his head away.

I saw a very familiar, tall and clear figure, who appeared in the closed room at some point.

Then, his eyes met those extremely bright golden eyes.

The young man, who was kneeling on the bed, waving his hands and punching the pillow, suddenly froze in place.

But after being stiff for a moment, he put on a calm expression again, and with stiff and awkward movements, he returned the pillow to its original place.

Then he used his hands and feet to get down from the bed, put on his shoes, and stood there awkwardly and at a loss.

After a long while, he forced a somewhat stiff smile and spoke incoherently: "Uh... Hello, have you eaten? No... I, um... you saved me before, right? My name is Qiao Jingtong, what is your name?"