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

In this institution specially built to remove [filth], there is a monitoring room that monitors the various conditions of the quarantined personnel.

It is also a monitoring center specifically used to monitor the new "filth" and related incidents that have emerged in the city.

One of them was a young man wearing a white uniform and glasses. He looked at the two figures that suddenly disappeared from the surveillance screen.

He pushed his glasses up on his nose and said to his colleague, "Are we just going to leave it alone?"

The man sitting next to him, also wearing a white uniform, had purple bruises under his eyes and looked like a young man who had not had a good rest for a long time.

He picked up the thermos cup on the table, took a sip of tea, and then replied faintly: "The superiors issued an order before. Those people outside the rift said that he had the aura of Zhulong... What? Do you still want to stop him?"

"I'm just a civilian. If they really want to stop him, it's not my turn." The young man with glasses said helplessly, "I just want to ask if we should write a report or something like that. After all, he took someone away from us."

The young man who didn't seem to have had a good rest took another sip of tea and said, "No need."

“That’s good…” After getting a definite answer, the young man with glasses leaned back, stretching his body and relaxing: “But Zhulong… I know about this. There are records in the books they brought over, but those records are too vague.”

The young man with glasses pondered, "Among the records I have seen, there is one about Zhulong. When Zhonggu was still a snake in his childhood, he acquired the aura of Zhulong, and then cultivated into Yinglong, becoming the leader of all the dragons in that world."

His colleague, holding a thermos cup, echoed, "And now, the dragon leader who has come from afar with his tribe relies on the dragon breath separated by the bells and drums to help us outside the rift and fight against the invasion of foul air."

Just at this point, the colleague couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment on his face: "But... from what I know, the current situation of the dragon leader is not too good."

The young man wearing glasses also nodded gently: "Yes, the last time they sent people to take us to the Dream Realm for a meeting, I saw the leader's condition... It seemed that he was about to collapse."

"We started too late. Although we have developed rapidly, we are far behind in terms of numbers and can't help at all." He sighed helplessly, "Although other races living in the Dream Realm have joined the human cultivators in resisting the invasion of turbid air, they are now somewhat stretched to the limit."

"Don't be so discouraged. The current situation is not bad. It's not hopeless yet." The colleague holding the thermos cup said with a smile, "Besides, the ray of hope that Emperor Xuanyuan of their world predicted for them before they left, 'Zhulong', has appeared, hasn't it?"

The young man wearing glasses sighed as if he was relieved: "That's great, then they can be saved."

The young man holding the thermos cup also said softly: "Yes, we are saved too..."

Suddenly, the young man wearing glasses, who just looked like he was worrying about the world before himself, was thinking of something.

He immediately stood up straight and sat up straight: "Could this really be Zhongli? Or is he a mysterious boss who loves cosplay and doesn't want to reveal his identity? Besides, apart from his outfit, I don't think I've seen any skills he has displayed that are similar to those in the game?"

The colleague holding the thermos cup had a calm expression and voice: "Why? Do you still want to see the other party perform a world-shaking battle in this place in the capital?"

The young man wearing glasses waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, I'm just curious."

"Just like the order from above, when we are weak, we don't need to know too much about the 'unknown', so as not to fall into the maze of seeking knowledge." The young man holding the thermos cup was drinking tea calmly, revealing a sense of relaxation and casualness: "We don't need to know so much. No matter who he is, it is enough to know that he currently has good intentions towards us and is willing to take the initiative to clear those turbid air for us."

"Let's not interfere, lest we upset this person..." The young man holding the thermos cup then expressed his own subjective views on the orders issued by his superiors: "It's like a person stopping when passing by an ant nest. Most people will just stop and observe without any ill intentions."

"When I'm in a good mood, I'll give the ants some food crumbs in order to observe their movements." He took another sip of tea and paused for a moment before continuing, "But if the ants don't know what's good for them and crawl towards the observer and bite them recklessly, then maybe the ants and their nest will be crushed by the observer who has changed his attitude."

Although the other party's words were convoluted and full of metaphors.

But the young man wearing glasses roughly understood what the other party wanted to express.

Then he nodded and agreed: "Well, he is whoever he says he is!"