No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

"I'm just asking," Luo Shu shook his head when he saw that Ji Xinghui didn't seem inclined to answer. "Something's not right. The 'rules' here are chaotic, or rather... they've been artificially distorted."

"Isn't that even better?" Ji Xinghui smiled, his gaze falling on Mu Zhixi, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

Without a doubt, that woman is at the heart of this chaos.

Once we figure out who she is, what her abilities are, and what she wants to do, this seemingly complicated situation will fall apart on its own.

"Don't rush, my young lady." Ji Xinghui stretched out her slender finger and gently tapped the air.

A virtual panel, emitting a faint blue light, that only he could see, appeared before his eyes.

This is his professional skill – the Deceptive Roulette.

He can ask the roulette wheel any question about "yes" or "no," and the roulette wheel will give corresponding odds based on the complexity of the question, as well as... the cost of a successful fraud.

Of course, you gamble against the roulette wheel, and the stakes are the survival points generated by the bizarre game.

Ji Xinghui has asked this question countless times: the more extreme the odds, the higher the certainty of the event.

When facing any powerful enemy, he would first use this question to assess the threat level of the opponent.

The higher the odds, the easier it is for the opponent to be killed.

The lower the odds, the more difficult the opponent is usually to deal with.

Under normal circumstances, when facing a powerful seven-star dungeon boss, the odds for ordinary players would fluctuate between six and seven times.

For top-ranked players like himself, the probability is less than three times higher.

He was curious about the odds of this woman, who was being treated so "preferentially" by everyone.

Double?

Still 1.5?

Ji Xinghui's gaze fell on the woman who made him feel extremely troubled, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Without hesitation, he entered the first question on the roulette wheel.

[Question: Will player number one, 'Ran,' die in this dungeon?]

Is it: Odds of 1000000000%∞?

No: Odds 1.0000000000…1

Upon seeing this result, Ji Xinghui's smile froze.

He had seen countless outrageous odds, but this was the first time he had ever seen odds this extreme.

How many zeros are there after the decimal point?

The odds for "no" are almost 1, which means that the possibility of her dying is virtually zero!

This is a bizarre game! In other words, the fact that she "won't die" is one of the "truths" of this world!

But that wasn't the part that made him most uneasy.

Ji Xinghui slowly shifted her gaze to the small question mark marked in blood after the odds of "yes," and the supplementary explanation that followed.

[Note: The merciful God will not let any being who dares to harm or defy Him go unpunished. Every being that attempts to harm Him is itself a grave blasphemy against God.]

After death, their soul will be cast into an endless abyss, where they will suffer eternal torment from burning, tearing, and devouring until their very existence is completely erased.

"..."

Ji Xinghui's smile vanished completely.

"God"? What... what is this thing? He subconsciously took a step back and almost bumped into Luo Shu behind him.

He could understand the odds, but what was with the penalty clauses that followed?

"Captain? What's wrong?" Luo Shu noticed that something was wrong with him and curiously leaned over.

Ji Xinghui forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart, waved her hand, and said, "It's nothing. It's your turn, my dear young lady. Use your 'sea turtle soup' to see what kind of background this 'number one' really has."

Luo Shu nodded obediently. She put the doll in her arms on the ground and then took out a set of tarot cards that looked very old from the pocket of her skirt.

She casually scattered the entire deck of cards on the ground, then closed her eyes and began to ask questions softly in an ethereal, inhuman tone.

Her job skill, "Turtle Noodle Soup," allows her to bypass most rule restrictions and directly ask two specific questions to the "root" of the instance.

"Please tell me, within this villa, and within a radius of one hundred kilometers, who is the purest, kindest, most trustworthy, and most capable of bringing us 'guests' vitality and hope?"

The words fell.

The tarot cards scattered on the ground began to spin rapidly without any wind, eventually forming lines of golden text in mid-air, composed of light and shadow and exuding a sacred aura.

[Answer: No. 1, the First Era Crowned Goddess of the Sanctuary Church, the Final Judge of the Pantheon, the Oracle, the Leader of the Pro-Theocracy, the Supreme Servant, the Silver Crown of the Sanctuary, the First Order of Divine Favor—The Eye of the Lord.]

Looking at this long list of titles, each exuding an aura of "unfathomable awesomeness," Ji Xinghui's eye twitched involuntarily.

Although I had expected it, the shock I felt when I saw the seemingly endless list of titles was still indescribable.

This result confirmed some of his conjectures.

This Number One is indeed the supreme being of the "order" and "goodness" camps.

It's absolutely safe to follow her.

However, Luo Shu was a meticulous person, and she needed to conduct cross-verification. So, she endured the throbbing pain in her brain and asked the tortoise shell a second question.

"The second question."

"Please tell me, within this villa and within a hundred-kilometer radius, who is the greatest threat, the most vicious, and capable of easily taking everything from us 'guests'?"

The light and shadow flickered.

The tarot cards fluttered once more.

The next second, when the new answer appeared in mid-air, Ji Xinghui and Luo Shu both fell silent.

[Answer: No. 1, the First Era Crowned Goddess of the Sanctuary Church, the Final Judge of the Pantheon, the Oracle, the Leader of the Pro-Theocracy, the Supreme Servant, the Silver Crown of the Sanctuary, the First Order of Divine Favor—The Eye of the Lord.]

Exactly the same?

She is the kindest.

Is she the most vicious one?

Ji Xinghui and Luo Shu stared at each other blankly, both seeing in each other's eyes a kind of ultimate philosophical confusion called "Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"

(º﹃º)！ ！ ！ No, huh? How come the left and right hemispheres are fighting each other?