Ironclad, died and resurrected, I've decided to go to the mic!

at the same time.

Qi Ye looked helplessly at the light cone card in her hand; it seemed harmless.

He glanced at Fu Xuan's expectant gaze and knew that making excuses would probably be useless.

This guy probably just wants to see what his personality would look like if he switched personalities.

Even if you randomly pick someone from the Cloud Cavalry, Xiao Fuxuan would probably find some other excuse to fool them.

Oh well, it's my fault for using her body to do those things.

Consider this my retribution.

It's just a personality reversal; what kind of situation hasn't he seen?

If you can turn into a trash can and still survive a whole day, what's there to fear about a personality reversal?

He took a deep breath, slapped the light cone against his chest, and silently activated it in his mind.

A golden halo appeared above his head.

And it quickly began to spread, covering the area covered by the halo.

Everyone felt a warm and refreshing energy flowing through their bodies.

The soldiers, who had felt a vague unease at the edge of the white smoke, let out a long sigh of relief.

The fatigue and irritability on my face were replaced by an unprecedented sense of refreshment.

An old soldier subconsciously touched his chest and whispered to his colleague beside him, "I'm so moved."

"This feels so good, even my old leg pain doesn't hurt anymore."

At this moment, Qi Ye, who was in the center of the halo, was standing still with his hands hanging at his sides and his body shrank back half an inch.

His expression remained calm.

But a closer look reveals that his gaze is constantly shifting.

He quickly scanned the faces of the Cloud Cavalry soldiers around him.

It quickly pulled back, as if it had been burned by something scorching hot.

Then his gaze fell directly ahead.

Fu Xuan was standing there, looking at him with those eyes.

A wistful smile of anticipation still lingered on her lips.

The instant their eyes met in the air.

Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Then, almost instinctively, he averted his gaze from her face and stared intently at the stepping stone at his feet.

His mind was undergoing an unprecedented storm.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I even look people in the eye?

I was just chatting and laughing with everyone while treating my injury, but now I want to shrink back whenever I see people.

Fu Xuan, don't look at me, don't look at me, if you look at me again I'll disappear on the spot.

Yanqing, don't stand next to me. I'll be even more nervous if you stand next to me.

I've become socially anxious, I've definitely become socially anxious.

How did I survive before? I was selling light cones in crowds every day and even arguing with dogs.

Now I get weak in the knees just from making eye contact with people, the contrast is too great.

I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go home.

I want to go back to my room.

I want to be alone.

I want to be a homebody.

Fu Xuan stood in front of him, looking at the man who had just been grinning.

The person who raised their hand to answer was the one who volunteered to rush into the white smoke.

At this moment, he was looking down, staring intently at the stone slab at his feet.

In all her years of life, she had never seen Qiye show such an expression.

She took a step forward, tilted her head to look at his profile, and asked curiously:

"Are you alright? Why don't you look up at me? What are you looking at? Is there something on the ground?"

Qi Ye blushed even more upon hearing her voice.

He kept his head down, his voice muffled, with a hint of unnatural stiffness:

"There's a stone on the ground with a nice pattern."

I'm studying its texture.

"Don't stand so close, it'll interfere with my research."

Fu Xuan took another step forward, and now the distance between the two was less than an arm's length.

She bent down, looking up at his evasive eyes from below, and said with a smile:

Why have you become so shy?

"Weren't you quite talkative just now? Why are you silent now?"

"Don't ask anymore, I don't want to talk."

So many people are watching us.

"Could you please ask the Cloud Cavalry to stop surrounding me? They're all staring at me, and it makes me very uncomfortable."

Qi Ye finally raised her eyes to look at Fu Xuan, then immediately jumped back.

Fu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle at his gaze, and opened his mouth as if to tease him a few more times.

A muffled murmur suddenly came from above.

Jingliu was jolted awake by Qiye's action of slapping the light cone.

She lay on top of Qiye's head.

Two little hands grabbed his hair as a rein, and he looked around sleepily, asking in a childish voice...

"Disciple, have we arrived?"

Then she looked down at Qiye's current state.

He was looking down, avoiding Fu Xuan's gaze.

She frowned, looking disappointed and exasperated, and commented:

"My disciple, why have you become such a coward?"

"What did I teach you? You should stand tall and proud when you're around girls. You'll never get a wife if you act like that."

"Master, please stop talking. I don't want to get married right now; I just want to go home!"

Qi Ye squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, then shut his mouth again.

Just then, a deafening burst of laughter suddenly came from the alleyway in the direction of the Works Department in the distance.

The laughter pierced through the white smoke and echoed throughout the empty street.

"Hahahaha! I, Yang Chaoyue, am back!"

"How dare this mere, abundant creature be so insolent before me?"

With that burst of wild laughter, a figure strode out.

He spread his arms wide, a smug, arrogant smile on his lips, with March 7 and Star following behind him.

"Uncle Yang, could you please not use that light cone next time? We blasted our way all the way from the Construction Bureau."

On March 7th, she made a desperate complaint, then saw Qi Ye huddled on the ground, and immediately put on a concerned expression.

"Qiye, what's wrong with you? You look even more listless than when you came back from Beloborg?"

"Lord Fu Xuan, what happened to him? Did you scold him?"

"I haven't had a chance to reprimand him yet."

He used the light cone himself, and his personality reversed; he's now probably gone from extroverted and outgoing to introverted and shy.

Fu Xuan summarized the situation in concise language.

March 7th's eyes lit up when he heard the words "personality reversal".

Looking down at Qiye, who was curled up in a ball, he opened his mouth into an "O" shape, and then slowly curled it into a dangerous arc.

She raised her camera and excitedly began to speak:

You're saying he's become socially awkward?

Has Qi Ye, who publicly declared herself a lolicon in Luofu, become a socially awkward person?

Has the girl who lost an argument with a dog on the space station become socially awkward?

"Let me take a picture, this is definitely fun!"