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

Chapter 134: A strong man will never die of hunger.

During the brief time spent with Morax, the little golden cube already knew what Yuan Zhuoyue had done during the time he locked himself in the small dark room.

It is not difficult to guess from Yuan Zhuoyue's actions that the lie he fabricated, even if it has not been completely exposed, has been left open by Yuan Zhuoyue.

I got a glimpse of some of the things he was hiding.

But now, the situation has suddenly changed for the little golden cube, as it has been kept in the dark by the riddle man Morax.

The little golden cube felt that he now knew perhaps even less than Yuan Zhuoyue, who was completely ignorant before.

The little golden cube also knew that his extremely abrupt way of changing the subject would not work at all on someone who wanted to know the truth.

Even though he knew that Yuan Zhuoyue might ask him about Morax's situation next, the little golden cube still had illusions in his heart. What if Yuan Zhuoyue was distracted by this topic?

But what Yuan Zhuoyue said next was completely beyond his expectations.

This man who was always difficult to deal with seemed to be stroking his chin thoughtfully, and then nodded heavily: "Then give it a try!"

"Draw? Ah, oh..." Yuan Zhuoyue agreed so straightforwardly that the little golden cube was completely unable to react for a moment.

I was still thinking about how to make excuses later, but my brain was stuck for a moment.

After his thoughts stagnated for a moment, he continued to run smoothly: "Okay, wait for me to get ready!"

Yuan Zhuoyue, who was planning to see what this little golden cube was doing, saw the little guy floating in front of him.

He returned to the coffee table where he had been before, and then his body began to shake up and down, just like shaking a fortune stick tube in a temple or Taoist temple. Many things that looked like small crumpled pieces of paper fell down with a crackling sound.

But judging from the color of the small ball of paper, these strips of paper looked more like gold that had been forged into thin sheets and then crumpled up.

Although it looks luxurious, the form is really not commendable as there is not the slightest sense of ceremony.

So Yuan Zhuoyue asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Is it so careless?"

"Where is it careless?" This time the little golden cube answered confidently: "Didn't we agree before that we would randomly select a skill? After all, the character you play has so many skills."

He was almost righteous, talking nonsense in a serious manner: "The purpose of doing this is just to help you define a range in advance! These are all random probabilities, you can draw now and see how your luck is!"

Although the little golden cube's voice can now be said to be full of energy, it can hardly hide the guilt within.

After all, because of Yuan Zhuoyue's continuous troubles these days, he almost forgot the reasons he had made up in the beginning.

And now that he wants to fulfill his original promise, it is of course impossible to really extract certain skills from Morax and give them to Yuan Zhuoyue.

Instead, he used his current authority and power to create some so-called "skills" for Yuan Zhuoyue to choose from, in order to fulfill his promise.

Of course, these skills are not that powerful, and may not even be of much use from a certain perspective.

After all, his power has declined a lot now, and the only thing left is the seemingly useless authority that can be used to show off.

After saying these words loudly, the little golden cube observed Yuan Zhuoyue's expression, and surprisingly, she still did not make a fuss.

He nodded calmly, then leaned over slightly and casually picked up a small golden paper ball from the low coffee table.

Seeing this, the small golden cube immediately transformed those paper balls drawn by its own power that were not selected by Yuan Zhuoyue into the purest power and took them back into its body.

Yuan Zhuoyue casually unfolded the golden paper ball he had picked up, revealing the words on it that looked like an inscription.

She clearly didn't recognize these words, but the moment she saw them, their meaning automatically emerged in her mind.

On the golden paper ball held by Yuan Zhuoyue was written a line: "The strong will never die of starvation???"

When she read out this sentence, the doubt on her face and in her heart seemed to bury her.