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

Chapter 230: Don’t always wear colored contact lenses. It’s bad for your eyes over time.

Morax did not answer immediately, but he heard Yuan Zhuoyue's slightly impatient voice coming from the crude voice transmission spell.

The person who was hiding in his room and transmitting the message said, "Lord Yan, I beg you for a favor!"

After hearing Yuan Zhuoyue calling him that, Morax was stunned for a moment. There was no other reason, it was just in Morax's memory.

Yuan Zhuoyue seemed to have never called him like this before, and for a moment he felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

Morax did not have any opinion or suggestion about this, he just replied with the same voice transmission spell: "You can say whatever you want."

After receiving this response from Morax, Yuan Zhuoyue said bluntly after a little hesitation and entanglement: "Can you give my parents an amulet or something? There are traces of [filth] everywhere now, and I am worried that my family will be affected by it."

Yuan Zhuoyue originally wanted to tell Morax to pretend to come to the room to get something, and then ask him to hand over the bracelet and jade pendant that he had prepared long ago to his parents.

Let them carry these two things with them, hoping that the creations they have infused with power can protect the safety of their parents and resist the influence of [filth].

Of course, there are also a bunch of small accessories such as beads, which were previously made by Yuan Zhuoyue using the power of the body he is using now, to resist [filth].

Of course, it is prepared for relatives and friends who are thousands of miles away and whom I am not very familiar with, but whom my parents often interact with.

Even if you don’t like this kind of small gift, you won’t carry it with you, nor will you throw it away casually. Instead, you will stuff it into a corner of the house.

Although this method cannot provide close protection, at least the power released from the carriers that store power can ensure the safety of a corner of the place.

Even after staying in such an environment for a long time and being contaminated by these powers, some weaker [filth] such as light smoke and mist will not be able to get close to you easily.

This was what Yuan Zhuoyue planned at the very beginning, before he met Morax and before they were still in the same room.

But now that Morax appeared, Yuan Zhuoyue changed his mind in an instant.

After all, she is quite self-aware.

I don't think that the skills I acquired through stealing and learning are anything I have created.

It will be safer and more effective than anything created by Morax, a god who has lived for more than 6,000 years.

Although Yuan Zhuoyue also knew that the request she made now was indeed a bit presumptuous, she had previously used the identity of Morax to gain benefits from various parties for herself.

This even more presumptuous thing has already been done, and Morax did not pursue or mention it, and even showed such an indulgent attitude towards him. Yuan Zhuoyue is now simply in a mentality of "no matter how much you have, it won't be a burden".

He made a request to Morax. Of course, because it was a request, Yuan Zhuoyue did not have the confidence to ask for it so righteously and as a matter of course.

After all, you need to have the right attitude when asking for help. When he was not financially independent before, he had to act like a spoiled child before asking his parents and grandparents for pocket money.

So he was just showing respect to Morax, and so far, it was just a cursory verbal respect through the closed door and the sound transmission spell.

It wasn't like he had to kneel down and kowtow to Morax on the spot. There was nothing that Yuan Zhuoyue couldn't accept.

Even if she really had to kowtow to show respect, as long as Morax was willing to take action, she would protect the lives of her relatives and friends in this environment of filth.

Yuan Zhuoyue felt that even if he kowtowed ten or eight times in a row, it would not be a psychological burden at all and there would be no problem at all.

Morax quickly responded to Yuan Zhuoyue's request: "I know your worries. Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your request now."

After receiving this guarantee, even though Yuan Zhuoyue was in a sensitive and suspicious state, he would secretly speculate in his heart about everything that Morax did and said.

But after hearing these words, Yuan Zhuoyue couldn't help but feel that sense of security and reliability approaching her.

It made her increasingly restless heart gradually calm down.

After waiting for a long while without receiving a response, Shu Hanmei felt that her daughter's behavior seemed a little strange, and she was too quiet.

I thought about the past when my daughter was seriously ill. Although she didn't have any obvious symptoms, she was listless, overly silent, and didn't communicate with others.

So he asked with a little concern: "Why don't you talk all the time? Did you not get enough rest? Or are you not feeling well?"

As she spoke, Shu Hanmei raised her hand and gently placed it on her daughter's forehead to feel her current body temperature.

Ms. Shu Hanmei didn't feel relieved until she felt the slightly warm temperature in her palm.

It seems that there is no need to change the future itinerary.

But Morax forced himself to stop himself from subconsciously turning his head to avoid the attack, allowing the love from his mother to mistakenly fall on his forehead.

Because it was still a little dark earlier, after entering the room, and because it was just getting light, no one chose to turn on the lights.

So after getting closer, Shu Hanmei discovered the details that he had previously overlooked due to the dim light.

Ms. Shu Hanmei's hands, which were originally on her daughter's forehead, were now placed on her daughter's cheeks. She stood up, moved closer to observe, and stared at her daughter's eyes for a while.

Then he frowned and said, "Don't always wear colored contact lenses. It's bad for your eyes over time."

"You used to go out with colorful hair and eyes every now and then, so I didn't say anything to you." Ms. Shu Hanmei's tone was harsh, but it was hard to hide her concern. She also gave an example: "Didn't you watch the news some time ago? The colored contact lenses were of poor quality. The color that fell off rotted your eyeballs... You have had beautiful eyes since you were a child. Don't make yourself blind."

He paused for a moment, then thought about something and asked in a slightly serious tone, "And you didn't wear your contact lenses to sleep, did you?"

Now, in Yuan Zhuoyue's body, he was caught off guard and received such care. He felt that he should not hide, which led to Morax being held on the cheeks: "..."

Although he didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to this point, Morax didn't intend to argue or refute.

Because these are things that cannot be explained or elaborated clearly in just a few words.

And judging from Yuan Zhuoyue's current behavior of avoiding without hesitation, Morax could guess what she was thinking. She did not want to let her parents know about her current situation.

This adds to the worries of their parents.

It was just Ms. Shu Hanmei who was looking at him with burning eyes, waiting for an answer.

After a moment's silence, Morax gave an ambiguous reply: "No."