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

Mu Zhixi remained silent.

This task was so simple that it made one wonder if the dispatcher had given her special treatment.

Others take a seven-day standardized test, fail and have to repeat a year, losing their body, name and family ties.

She prunes one leaf every seven days.

Is it true that being a full-fledged employee in another world comes with such good benefits?

Mu Zhixi looked out the window.

There is indeed a small flower bed in the courtyard in the middle of the teaching building.

But there were still no flowers in the flower bed, only a lonely little sapling with hardly any leaves.

...This workload is so heavy that even part-time housekeepers would feel uneasy about their wages.

"Are you not satisfied?" Zhou Xiang became nervous when he saw that she was not sitting down for a long time.

Mu Zhixi said calmly, "I have duties to perform."

Zhou Xiang was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head, his tone full of regret: "It was my oversight."

The entire class of players was stunned once again.

Position? What position? Not a student?

Why was she mixed in with the students just now?

Cheng Xiaocheng peeked out from the second-to-last row and frantically mouthed: "Sister, where are you going?"

"Focus on your exam." Mu Zhixi nodded slightly to her.

Gu Wenzhou also looked up at her.

Mu Zhixi stopped at the door, thought for a moment, and left with the words, "Don't hand in a blank paper."

Cheng Xiaocheng pouted: "...Hmm?"

Gu Wenzhou: ...The boss's words must have a deeper meaning.

Although the statement sounds very down-to-earth, coming from this young lady, it inexplicably carries the flavor of a superior's admonition.

There must be a reason why the boss did this!

Zhou Xiang immediately picked up the test paper. "Did you hear me? Don't hand in a blank paper!"

He slammed the test paper on the table. "The diagnostic test is starting now!"

Mu Zhixi left through the door under the watchful eyes of all the players in the class.

There were no exam papers or seats, no need to deduct points, and no one stopped her.

"Isn't this a placement test?"

Several novice players who were unaware of the danger were stunned on the spot, completely unaware of how dangerous their situation was.

Why did she leave?

"The sky is falling? This book even has an exemption card?"

"I haven't touched math in eight years. If she can avoid the test, why can't I?"

Zhou Xiang's head suddenly split open, revealing rows of scarlet teeth.

"Quiet down, all of you!"

Outside the door, Mu Zhixi raised an eyebrow as she listened to the suppressed sounds inside.

Suddenly I realized that being a plant care specialist is quite a promising career, at least you don't have to take an exam.

After leaving the classroom, Mu Zhixi went to the storage room.

The reason is perfectly valid.

Plant care specialists always need tools.

Following my senses, I searched around and found a door with a sign that read "Tool Room" at the corner of the stairs.

The rules were posted on the door.

【Guidelines for the Use of Tools】

[1. Entry is prohibited without the teacher's permission.]

II. When borrowing tools, please register your name, class, and purpose.

3. Sharp objects such as scissors, paper cutters, and garden shears are not allowed in the classroom.

[4. If you hear crying coming from the tool shed, please answer "I'll come get the tools."]

5. The staff on duty will assist you in completing the registration.

After reading it, Mu Zhixi couldn't help but fall silent.

The rules here are really not hidden at all.

Given the bizarre nature of these rules, having to respond to crying is tantamount to suicide.

So what? She's a genuinely mysterious person! The kind with a formal position!

Thinking of this, Mu Zhixi raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Who is it..." A sobbing sound immediately came from inside.

Mu Zhixi had an "I knew it" look on her face: "I'll get the tools."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open, revealing a faceless clerk squatting in the tool shed, wearing a gray apron and holding a register in his arms.

When it looked up, its name tag flashed.

[Level C Tool Room Shift Worker]

[Responsibilities: Registering and supervising tools, handling unauthorized borrowers]

The duty officer was just about to look up and scare people as per procedure.

The next second, the entire ghost got stuck.

The register fell to the ground with a thud. It quickly picked it up, held it in both hands, and bent its body at a ninety-degree angle.

"Your Majesty, what do you need?"

Mu Zhixi thought the frontline staff of the Faceless School were really good.

Although he usually enjoys eating people, he maintains a stable attitude when serving high-end clients.

She scanned the shelves.

Gardening shears.

The staff member on duty immediately climbed toward the shelf, but halfway up, he felt his posture wasn't dignified enough, so he quickly stood up, swaying his legs, and took down the garden shears.

"Do you want to register?" it asked, then shuddered. "No, no, of course you don't need to register."

Mu Zhixi, with her usual expressionless face, said: "Register."

The staff member on duty flinched again: "You want to register?"

Mu Zhixi said calmly, "Now that I'm here, I should abide by your school's procedures."

Although she can now rely on the identity imagined by the NPCs to get preferential treatment all the way, she cannot completely ignore the rules.

Firstly, we haven't yet figured out the underlying logic of the dungeon.

Secondly, being overly arrogant makes it easy for players to guess that she is not a player.

Thirdly, although the character of Goddess Ran is of high status, she is not a mindless sabotageer.

She's a goddess from the old era, not a school bully!

After hearing Mu Zhixi's words, the duty officer lowered his head even further and became even more respectful.

"Please go ahead." It opened the register, the name column was blank.

Mu Zhixi picked up her pen.

I intended to write "然", but as soon as the pen touched the paper, a line of characters automatically appeared on the surface.

Campus Green Plant Leaf Pruning and Care Specialist

[Name: Not disclosed]

[Tools borrowed: Gardening shears]

[Purpose: Plant care]

The duty officer immediately stamped the document.

As the red stamp fell, the loudspeaker in the corridor outside the tool shed suddenly sounded.

The principal has confirmed this.

[Plant care permissions are now available.]

Mu Zhixi picked up the gardening shears.

Access granted?

Even trimming a leaf requires going through the proper channels; this school is really obsessed with formalism.

The duty officer stood at the door, respectfully watching her leave.

After Mu Zhixi walked away, he slumped back to the ground, clutching the register and muttering to himself.

"I'm so scared... I'm terrified... Someone actually descended upon Faceless No. 1 High School, why didn't anyone notify the school committee?"

At the same time, in Class 7, the diagnostic test officially began.

Many players turned pale the moment the curls were applied.

Question 1.

[Please recite the full text of the school motto of Wumian No. 1 Middle School from memory, and explain the relationship between the significance of "facelessness" in promoting individual student growth and the principal's shoe size of 40.]

Question 2.

【数学：已知1=1，若班级平均分低于年级平均分0.5分，请严肃计算1为什幺不等于10086。】

Question 3.

[Reading Comprehension: Excerpt from "The Day I Gave My Face to the School," please analyze the author's feelings upon losing his name. (Note: The school reserves the right of final interpretation.)]

Cheng Xiaocheng stared at the test paper, her palms sweating.

"What kind of weird question is this... Even a reinforced regiment of purple-robed celestial masters would be killed by this trick, right?"

Gu Wenzhou next door silently shook his head. "Even if you moved the entire war zone over, let alone reinforced regiments, it wouldn't make a difference."

Cheng Xiaocheng had barely uttered half a sentence when she immediately covered her mouth.

Zhou Xiang stood on the podium with the attendance list beside him. If anyone dared to move it, he would turn the page.

Cheng Xiaocheng lowered her head and wrote furiously.

Even if you don't know how, you still have to write it. The pretty lady just said, don't hand in a blank paper.

Although I don't know why, the expert's reminder must have been helpful.

So, for the first question about the school motto, I simply wrote: "My Goddess-like Boss Sister."

She felt guilty after writing Cheng Xiaocheng's paper, but submitting a blank paper was even more dangerous.

Gu Wenzhou was sitting in the third row of the second group and had already started solving the problem.

He has a good foundation and a strong memory in real life, but these questions are mixed with the values ​​of the original work, and it is easy to lose points if you think normally.

The old ghost inside him reminded him, "Don't bother looking at the first three questions. For the fourth question, don't write about human emotions; write the answer the school requires."

Gu Wenzhou paused, his pen poised.

"for example?"

"For example, losing your name means integrating into the group, losing your face means reducing comparisons, and losing family ties means focusing on studying."

Gu Wenzhou remained silent. "Which school did you attend before?"

The old man clicked his tongue: "I've eaten at several disciplinary offices; they were all too oily and the taste was so-so."

"...Authority needs no further explanation." Gu Wenzhou interrupted it as it was about to continue.