I swapped my life with me

At this time, everyone in the room still didn't realize that there was a young man leisurely watching the battle standing beside a certain booth shrouded in darkness.

He randomly placed three gold discs on the bulletproof glass cover of the showcase, and the young man was holding a tablet computer in his hand. When Cassandra and Lin Yan were shooting at Fang Xingping across the air, he was watching the battle situation, While curiously scrolling and pulling various software on the screen.

Mu Xuesong, who is gently wrapped by the "membrane" of the world, seems to be in another superimposed space at this time. Even though the sense of existence is still strong, he is still not noticed by anyone.

Even the mummy, which jumped at anyone, didn't respond to it when it passed in front of him.

Except for the white crystal in the showcase next to the young man.

cluck.

cluck cluck cluck.

Mu Xuesong withdrew his gaze from Fang Xingping, and glanced at the restless little guy on the booth.

【what? 】

[You seem to have encountered some adventures. 】

Mu Xuesong: "?!"

A whisper sounded from his ears, and Mu Xuesong was taken aback, his breathing trembled, and his muscles tensed for a moment.

The young man turned his head suddenly, but didn't realize that there were other people around him. At this moment, he thought belatedly, the voice of the person who just spoke seemed very familiar?

Thinking of this, Mu Xuesong rubbed his earlobe, lowered his head, and fixed his suspicious eyes on his left rib birthmark.

That voice was the same as his own, but it was deeper and colder than his own, like a devil whispering. It made people tremble uncontrollably, lost their minds, and offered their body | body and soul.

However, Mu Xuesong was obviously not affected by these negative effects.

He gave up playing with the tablet, and stretched out his hand instead, tentatively trying to touch the strange "bond" connecting the birthmark, and asked softly, "Mu Xue? Is it you?"

Unsurprisingly, his fingers passed through the white chain, only touching a cloud of icy air.

[I feel your strong curiosity, you seem to be wondering if my voice is a hallucination. 】

【Ah……】

【Those algorithms and formulas I left behind, haven't you started researching yet? 】

Mu Xuesong: "..."

He coughed violently, and the curiosity in his eyes was replaced by embarrassment: "Mu, Mu Xue? Sure enough, you were talking to me. Cough, where are you?"

The voice didn't answer.

After a while, he said again: 【You are sorry.It appears that the progress of the magic formula is indeed zero. 】

Mu Xuesong: "!"

Mu Xuesong also came to his senses at this time, the other party seemed not to be able to hear his own voice.

He scratched his face, thought for [-] seconds, and then tried to speak again: "Is Mu Xue an idiot?"

The voice didn't answer. At this moment, the young man only heard the messy gunshots, the low curses of Lin Yan and Cassandra, and Fang Xingping's broken thoughts to persuade him to surrender.

Mu Xuesong breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face gradually stabilized: "Aha, I really thought too much."

【Well, this time it's a secret joy, the joy and pride after a successful prank, I seem to be able to see a cluster of black flames swaying from side to side, twisting and 'dancing' in a weird way. 】

【So, were you talking bad about me just now? 】

Mu Xuesong: "..."

Mu Xuesong: "??!"

Fuck?This guy can actually hear it, right? !

What the hell is going on, the one surnamed Mu is trying to trick him!Absolutely!

Mu Xuesong almost jumped up on the spot.

【Wonderful, absurd, surprised, full of doubts, oh, seems a little bit ashamed. 】

[Hehe, can 'I' still have this kind of emotion?It's really interesting. 】

Harmful, ashamed?

"Fuck, I'm ashamed of you!" Mu Xuesong twitched his mouth and covered his face unconsciously: "... Hey, I said, it's almost over. Can you read minds? You're reading my Emotions?" He felt as if he had been seen from the inside out!

[Ah, I seem to be even more ashamed. 】

Mu Xuesong: "..."

Mu Xuesong rubbed his face back and forth with his palm a few times, and began to slander Ulysses in his heart: that dead fat cat, and said that its owner was taciturn and didn't like to talk.Damn, where does this guy look like he "doesn't like to talk"?He obviously loves to talk!

The "very talkative" Mu Xue started to quarrel with him again: [I suddenly feel a little sorry that I couldn't hear your rebuttal. 】

【Mr. Mu, don't you feel aggrieved and irritable when you can't answer? 】

[So, why don't you start researching that magic formula? 】

"..." Mu Xuesong rolled his eyes: "Do you think I'm a math genius, that I can solve those difficult math problems in less than a day?"

By this time, he had almost figured it out.

The current soul connection between the two is still two-way, but the authority to talk is only in Mu Xue's hands. Mu Xuesong can listen to his voice, but he can't turn himself into an interlocutor.

Among them, what played a key role was probably the magic circle and calculation formula that Mu Xue left behind when she left.

According to the saying on the earth, it is very likely to be a set of "ultra-long-distance international (cosmic) communication equipment".

However, only Mu Xue's unilateral formation is not enough. Mu Xuesong must also understand the core formula of this magic formation, so that he can find the correct signal after the other party dials the "phone" and connect it smoothly. OK.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

It's just that Master Mu probably didn't realize that he in another world would be a scumbag in mathematics, physics and chemistry.

Of course, this does not prevent Mr. Yeque from re-estimating Mu Xuesong's ability now.

[Could it be that the formula I left behind is too esoteric for the Earth plane? 】

【Hmm... maybe I can help you out properly. 】

[Well, I still have some other things to do at the moment, and I will spare some time to give you academic tutoring and tutoring after this matter is over. 】

Mu Xuesong was still leaning against the display cabinet, taking time to pay attention to Fang Xingping's battle situation. Hearing this, he couldn't help but stare blankly: "...Huh? Tutoring?"

The voice stopped for a few seconds, as if sensing the emotional changes here, and then said after a while: [I don't feel any anger or disgust, it seems that you don't object to communicating with me. 】

【Then, calculated according to the ratio of time elapsed in the two worlds, your and my first teaching tutorial will probably be tomorrow night—if we don’t exchange again. 】

Mu Xuesong: "Hey, wait, tomorrow night? I'm not free tomorrow night! I have to sing folk songs for you!"

Mu Xue gently lowered her eyelids, selectively ignoring the protest sent by the other party: [I'm going to continue the experiment here, so let's do this first. 】

Mu Xuesong was still patting the glass cover to vent his anger: "My surname is Mu, do you feel the raging anger on my body? That's right, this is my anger at you, an unscrupulous mage! The folk songs are gone!"

Mu Xue covered her mouth, and the corners of her lips turned up slightly uncontrollably: [Ah, by the way, I almost forgot another thing. 】

[From the 'bond' that connects you and me, I vaguely feel a few strands of magic that belong to the Inca world.Did you find something like a magic item? 】

Mu Xuesong paused when he slapped the table, then looked down, and finally fixed on the golden disc and the vibrating white crystal.

[The aura of some of these magic props is about to disappear, but some of them should still be usable. 】

[I sensed familiar props in it.Its appearance should be a fist-sized crystal with a transparent texture. There is a series of magic formulas engraved in the center of the crystal. That formula should be ^%*$#@%&…]

Mu Xue reported a series of equations that Mu Xuesong couldn't understand at all. Of course, the latter didn't listen carefully, and his attention was resolutely shifted to the white crystal in the showcase.

Without him, Gein's thing is almost the same as what Mu Xue described.

[This kind of crystal is quite common in the circle of mages in the Inca world. It is called 'An Luo Suman Stone', and it is mainly used to stimulate the magical potential of apprentices and identify the innate magic that may exist in their bodies. 】

As she said that, there was an imperceptible smile in Mu Xue's voice: 【If it is really 'An Luo Suman Stone', then you can try to hold it, and then activate its core formula. 】

[I have a hunch that you probably won't return empty-handed. 】

Mu Xuesong: "!"

Mu Xuesong murmured: "But I won't push that kind of formula..."

【you can. 】

[Because you now have the 'membrane' of the world, do you know what this means? 】

【This means—the whole world is under your control. 】

[As long as you want, you can. 】

Mu Xuesong remained silent for a long time.

The voice in the ear gradually became distant, presumably Mu Xue had already cut off the "remote call" on her own initiative.

"The whole world..." Mu Xuesong touched his chin and sighed.

It sounds so heartwarming.

The young man didn't hesitate anymore, a layer of translucent white mist appeared in his eyes, he pressed one hand on the glass cover, and then he went through it.

This scene is like a flawless magic show. He just put his hand in through the glass, and with his fingertips together, he gently grasped the dancing crystal inside, and then snapped it together. Take it out.

The crystal had been acting like a giant popping candy suffering from ADHD before, but now that it fell into Mu Xuesong's hands, it suddenly became quiet and lay comfortably in the young man's palm.

Mu Xuesong looked at the people in the distance again, and found that Fang Xingping was still alive and kicking, so he sat cross-legged on the floor and began to study the magic props in his hands.

He held the Anluo Suman Stone in one hand, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

The young man said silently: Please help me expel it, thank you.

The "membrane" of the world attached to his body seemed to sense it, and it made a soft "pop" in his ear.

Immediately afterwards, the core formula inside the white crystal was gradually lit up.

Some kind of strange energy began to seep into his palm along the crystal, then the whole arm, and finally all the limbs.

Mu Xuesong couldn't help but tilted his head back, and leaned his back against the metal pillar of the showcase.He let out a muffled snort, and the invisible aura centered on the young man, surrounded by some kind of blazing power, rolling all the way in all directions!

boom--

The raging flames erupted violently, and the black fire exploded from his palm, burning more and more intensely, constantly licking his fingertips, his body, and even the entire space around him!

Click.

Mu Xuesong opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.

This superimposed space for him to stay for a short time seems to be unable to withstand the power of the black flames, and is collapsing little by little.

The author has something to say: Mu Xue: "Oh, I'm ashamed."

Mu Xuesong: "I am angry, angry!"

Ulysses: "Mu Xue, you've been on the phone for a whole chapter, and the magic circle we drew is almost getting cold!"

Mu Xue [regrets]: "Oh, well, then I'll die. Miss me."

Mu Xuesong: "..."

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感谢在2020-01-0712:14:17~2020-01-0811:04:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Shuang Xuangu will never admit defeat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!