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

Chapter 186: What am I? Zhulong? ? ! ...Morax, huh? That's fine.

After listening to those words, Feng Ningxue acted humble and respectful, and then said in a gentle voice: "...I do know a lot of ways to save them. Even those who arrived before me know many ways to save them from this situation."

"But I only know that... We are insignificant people and can't salvage anything." The tone of the spirit woman suddenly became a little strange, like a chant of praise, or like she was narrating a grand ancient scroll: "But you are different... You are Zhulong, you have the power of creation, you can try to pull these soul fragments and complete their broken consciousness."

Yuan Zhuoyue: “……?” Huh? ? !

What am I? Zhulong??!

Yuan Zhuoyue was stunned for a moment by this sudden news, which hit him on the head.

But now, because she has someone else's identity and appearance, she has a heavy idol burden. She maintains a dignified and elegant demeanor and does not reveal any dull expression.

He just tried hard to keep a straight expression on his face, and nodded slightly pretending to be calm, to show that he had received the message from the other party.

Yuan Zhuoyue, whose brain had completely recovered from the shutdown state, began to think about the meaning of the other party's words.

The body she is currently using and perceived by these inhuman beings does not belong to her.

But it comes from the fact that Yuan Zhuoyue still hasn't figured out what exactly he considered that led to Morax's bizarre behavior.

Therefore, the Zhulong mentioned by the spirit woman just now was definitely not referring to her.

So, Morax is... Zhulong?

This Zhulong refers to the one she knows, who is dark when he closes his eyes and clear when he sees, does not eat, sleep or rest, and the wind and rain are the Zhulong she is visiting?

Or is it just a nickname?

Or perhaps, certain characteristics and attributes of Morax are consistent with the other party's perception of Zhulong.

So that's why it's called this?

Yuan Zhuoyue just felt more and more confused. When she arrived in the dream realm before, she had a lot of contact with the non-human races that existed in the dream realm, who were visitors from another world.

She originally thought that the other party was in awe of her because of his great strength.

But now it seems that there is more to it than that, there are some deeper reasons.

Yuan Zhuoyue asked in confusion: "...Zhulong? Chief Feng, why do you call me that?"

"...Whether you were born as a Candle Dragon or acquired the power of a Candle Dragon later in life, we can feel the great power that has now been inherited by you and flows through your body." Feng Ningxue answered every question and said, "There is nothing wrong with respecting you as a Candle Dragon."

This sentence reveals a certain amount of information, but it is actually not much.

So... this 'Zhulong' is more of a code name and honorific title, rather than a specific species?

"I..." As soon as Yuan Zhuoyue opened his mouth, words like "I am just an ordinary person" almost came out of his mouth.

But she immediately realized that this kind of 'pretending' human excuse was not very suitable for the current situation.

So after a moment of silence, she continued to pretend to be at a loss, and said in a somewhat exaggerated manner: "...I don't remember ever having come into contact with such a being, and I don't know when I inherited the power of the Candle Dragon?"

This was not an exaggerated acting, and all the discerning people present could see it, especially Feng Ningxue, who was wearing a veil covering her face and a white dress.

She was a little confused for a moment. Was the behavior of this Zhulong in front of her expressing his displeasure at her revealing his identity, or was there some other deeper meaning?

But Feng Ningxue did not feel any oppression or anger directed at herself, and she also guessed that this Zhulong did not care about the fact that her identity had been "exposed".

In a flash, Feng Ningxue remembered an extremely crucial thing. Although according to the prophecy, there would be a new Zhulong to provide shelter for these homeless people.

But this Zhulong was born in this world. Perhaps he was somewhat dissatisfied with these outsiders who had caused such adverse consequences... or perhaps he did not trust them.

They just respectfully called him Zhulong without any expression and wanted to rely on him directly. It was not surprising that Zhulong would refuse to contact them.

But now the situation is critical, she can't wait much longer as a race born and continued in the dream realm.

She knows better than the demons and monsters living here that the largest and most stable thing, called the center, on which they depend for survival.

Using the dreamland of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi as a framework, they can have a place of shelter when they leave their own world and wander around struggling to survive.

It has reached the brink of collapse.

The reason why she came here now was just to get Zhulong's recognition. Only with his approval and permission could they be accepted by this world.

Only she has the ability to use those fragments of dreams to repair the home they depend on for survival.

The dream realm that they depend on for survival is not allowed to exist. Just like ordinary dreams, after losing the master of the dream realm, it will inevitably end in destruction.

Otherwise, once the center of this dream realm collapses, those demons and monsters may be able to open up a passage and escape to the real world to survive.

And the ending that awaits them will still be to be destroyed in the illusion along with the collapsed dream world.

The reason why Feng Ningxue came here and called out Zhulong's name first was because she wanted to wait for the moment when He would make an effective response to such a respectful title.

Grasp that thread of cause and effect, even if it means sacrificing one's own life, one must firmly nail this strand of hanging spider silk to one's own tribe.