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

Chapter 195 "Contract"

A thin, pale arm that looked like it had very little strength blocked Yuan Zhuoyue's outstretched hand.

It was Morax, who had been motionless, who finally opened his eyes at this moment and stopped Yuan Zhuoyue from trying to open his eyelids.

Slowly and firmly, with an unyielding force, he pushed her hand away.

With such a strong force, it shouldn’t be a big deal…right?

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zhuoyue's anxiety was slightly relieved.

Then he lowered his head and met Morax's sharp golden eyes, who were now using his body and had just opened their eyes.

"…What happened?" Yuan Zhuoyue wanted to ask Morax what exactly caused this situation.

But just as he opened his mouth, Yuan Zhuoyue felt that he could not maintain it anymore, and his voice seemed to tremble in that gentle and calm tone.

Yuan Zhuoyue was indeed frightened by the situation he was facing. He wanted to know clearly what had happened to cause him to be in this state.

Morax did not answer immediately. His breathing became slower than before, as if he was deliberately adjusting his breathing frequency, or as if he was enduring something.

After a few breaths, the sickly pale face seemed to regain some color.

The thin figure held in Yuan Zhuoyue's arms said in a gentle but relatively stable voice: "...I'm fine, no need to worry, just take a short rest."

Yuan Zhuoyue couldn't listen to anything at all. She was a little anxious to know a definite answer, so she asked in a hurry: "If there is really a problem, don't hold on! You vomited blood just now!"

But looking at that pale face, he had a calm and composed expression, as if he would not change his expression even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

Yuan Zhuoyue continued to ask with concern: "Is it really okay? The biggest problem now is that you were using my body to spit blood!"

After she finished saying this, she added one more sentence, vowing: "If there is really any problem with my body, you should tell me earlier. I am mentally prepared. I can totally bear it!"

Yuan Zhuoyue just watched, and the expression on that pale face did not change at all. She also could not tell whether Morax was thinking or distracted.

Yuan Zhuoyue only knew that Morax had fallen into silence. The eyes that had been looking at her before now drooped, and he even lowered his head.

Morax pondered for a while and then replied, "...It's just some contradictory forces that caused the conflict. Seeing those surging forces, if they are repeated, there will be no irreversible consequences."

In this body, his voice was still erratic when he spoke, and he soothed her in a gentle tone: "You don't have to worry... I didn't make up a lie to fool you."

Is that true? Then why did you remain silent for so long?

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't know where he got the courage from, or perhaps it was because Morax's current performance seemed to be in a weak position in the eyes of bystanders.

It was the deceptive image of weakness that made her bolder. Without even thinking, she retorted almost subconsciously, "I don't believe it! Give me a written agreement!"

After saying this, Yuan Zhuoyue regretted that he spoke too quickly and that Morax had been too approachable before.

The familiarity of the conversation made her feel as if she was communicating with a close friend from the past, and Morax had a harmless appearance despite being too pale and thin.

Even his frail appearance made Yuan Zhuoyue let his guard down for a moment.

After saying this, Morax's reaction was completely beyond Yuan Zhuoyue's expectations. She first felt a brief vibration in her chest from the thin body pressed against her.

What followed was a slightly low laugh, but the sound was too soft, it sounded like a laugh, but also like a helpless sigh.

Then, a gentle and peaceful voice came out from the thin figure in his arms, with a tolerant and helpless smile: "...I know what you are worried about. You have always cherished life, whether it is others or yourself..."

"...No matter what happens in the future, I can guarantee that you will not suffer any irreversible harm... and will never be touched by the shadow of death..." As he spoke, the slender pale hand slowly raised up, and a golden rock seal condensed on the palm of the hand: "I can guarantee that you will never die."

Then Morax added the last sentence calmly: "With the 'contract' as evidence."

Is the "Contract" of the God of Contract trustworthy?

Yuan Zhuoyue was willing to believe in such a contract, so after hearing the other party's response, he gave her request with such an inclusive attitude, a clear and affirmative answer and guarantee.

Her body and mind immediately relaxed a lot, and even her brows, which had been slightly wrinkled without her realizing it, relaxed in an instant.

Seeing that Morax was still holding the Rock Seal emitting a golden glow in his hand, he raised his head again and looked at her.

But Shuyuan Zhuoyue could not tell what the other party wanted to express from the pair of golden eyes looking at him.

Yuan Zhuoyue was quite confused. At first she thought that Morax was asking her whether she was satisfied with such an answer.

Yuan Zhuoyue nodded immediately, like a chick pecking at rice, and made a nasal sound of approval from his nose.

Morax: "..."

He was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly, and then explained: "The 'contract' between you and me has not yet been established."

Yuan Zhuoyue immediately understood, and nodded slightly bewilderedly: "Then... ? What should I do?"

Morax said nothing, but raised his hand slightly again, holding the Seal of Rock in his hand, and moved it closer to Yuan Zhuoyue's eyes.

After seeing such an obvious action, Yuan Zhuoyue roughly realized what he should do.

However, as both of her hands were currently occupied, she could not free any hands to approach the Rock Seal held in Morax's hands.

Morax also saw Yuan Zhuoyue's current predicament. After a little thought, he said directly: "...Do you agree with the "contract" between you and me?"

After hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue hesitated because she inexplicably felt an indescribable sense of separation.

After a little hesitation, Yuan Zhuoyue nodded honestly and said straightforwardly, "I agree."

Almost at the moment when these two words came out of my mouth.

The rock seal held by the thin and pale hand immediately disintegrated into pale golden light and shadow.

The golden light and shadow, like floating clouds and flowing water, flowed around them for a moment, and then rushed towards them like a tide.

Finally merge with them.

Yuan Zhuoyue did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he felt like he was being bathed in the warm sun in winter, but the feeling was not too scorching hot. Instead, his whole body felt just the right amount of warmth and comfort.

Morax, with his pale and thin figure now, spoke in a gentle and peaceful voice as soon as he opened his lips.

"The contract has been made. Anyone who breaks his promise shall be punished by eating rocks."

At almost the same time, that low and gentle voice uttered the same words.

Two completely different voices, yet seemingly connected in an elusive way, intertwined together at this moment.

Dignified and cannot be disobeyed.