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

It was a dragon scale, only the size of a palm, with a dreamlike seven-colored shimmering light throughout, and sharp edges like knives.

Throughout the entire encounter, the Dragon Girl never uttered a word in front of Mu Zhixi, but at this moment, her blood-red eyes were filled with clear anticipation.

She solemnly handed the shimmering dragon scale to Mu Zhixi.

Mu Zhixi accepted the dragon scale.

The scales felt warm and smooth to the touch. Upon closer inspection, she discovered that they were even more advanced than she had imagined. The shimmering light on the surface was not an illusion, but a manifestation of the material itself. More importantly, this thing didn't even have a panel.

Judging from appearances, this young colleague is indeed a dragon, and of extraordinary lineage.

Looking at the dragon girl's pleading eyes, Mu Zhixi felt a surge of tenderness and reached out to pat her little head.

The dragon girl immediately narrowed her eyes and nuzzled her head against her palm. Her haughty demeanor when she was presiding over the judgment had completely disappeared, and she looked exceptionally obedient.

Mu Zhixi was about to say "So beautiful" when she swallowed the words back, her mind flashing back to the image of the goddess Ran.

Now, a perfect opportunity to foreshadow this has been presented to us.

Since God is fair, then the goddess's eyes should be able to see through the essence of all things, rather than just being superficially oriented by their colors.

This is reasonable. Given Gu Wenzhou and others' reading comprehension level, they should be able to handle it, and perhaps even have more than enough ability.

"For me?" The beautiful woman's clear, ethereal voice rang out, tinged with just the right amount of doubt. "Good boy, it's very pretty. What color is it?"

Her tone was calm, but her casual remark sent a shiver down the spines of the players who were eavesdropping nearby.

The dragon girl seemed a little puzzled. She blinked her large, blood-red eyes and then held the dragon scales up to Mu Zhixi's eyes, as if she was curious, "Isn't this dazzling color right here?"

Mu Zhixi was charmed by her adorable appearance, but due to her established persona, under the complex gazes of the crowd, the beauty covered in white feathers simply tilted her head slightly, her words still carrying that just-right amount of confusion.

"Light colors? Or white gold, whatever color suits you well."

She was generous with her praise, remaining as divine as ever, gentle yet aloof.

The dragon girl immediately stopped hesitating, pursed her lips, snuggled into her arms, wrapped her small hands around her wrists, and quietly nestled against her, continuing to rub against her.

Actually, rubbing their heads against each other is one of the ways that dragons express extreme joy, but because the number of Eastern dragons is so small, few people know this.

The players naturally heard this conversation, but because of the button, they didn't pay much attention to it.

Before they could even ponder the deeper meaning, with the countdown to their teleportation drawing ever closer, some of them finally lost their composure.

"I'll do it!"

In the end, among all the players who relied on strategy, it was Cheng Xiaocheng and her fox friend who took the initiative to step forward. She strode forward and pressed the bronze button heavily.

The next moment, a phantom appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes.

As soon as the alchemist's projection appeared, the players instinctively assumed a defensive stance, but when they saw the figure clearly, they were taken aback.

This projection was completely different from the previous solid image; its color was almost completely transparent, and its outline was difficult to detect without careful observation.

In their panic, everyone glanced at Mu Zhixi, only to find that His Majesty was still comforting the little dragon girl in his arms, seemingly oblivious to everything that was happening.

They inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be surprised." The alchemist's polite voice rang out, "With Your Majesty, a being of utmost purity and goodness, your survival here is an inevitable outcome."

He seemed to enjoy the mixed expressions of surprise and wariness on everyone's faces.

The alchemist observed the crowd's wariness for a moment, then said, "You will understand why I did this in the future."

Ji Xinghui remained vigilant. "You went to great lengths to avoid Miss Number One, just to communicate with us. What is your purpose?"

"Of course, I'm reminding you that the world is far more vast than you realize."

The alchemist raised his hand, and a transparent light spread out. "This world is vast, so vast that no one has touched its end for millions of years, so vast that even the radiance of the Holy Land has places it has not been able to reach."

"Now, I have received some news."

He abruptly changed the subject, saying, "The princess of the royal court has awakened. Fortunately, there are divisions within the old empire, and the royal court has recently developed a rift with the Inquisition. This is the opportunity for the Holy Domain to regain the initiative."

Gu Wenzhou immediately grasped the key point, "What is the relationship between the old empire and the old royal court?"

"You will know when you are qualified to make contact."

"Did the Tribunal ever form an alliance with the Royal Court?"

The alchemist adjusted his monocle. "Young man, knowing too much often means taking on more responsibility."

Gu Wenzhou did not pursue the matter further, but he memorized these names.

The amount of information in those words was so great that the group behind him was rapidly analyzing every single word.

The old empire? The Inquisition? And what kind of force have I never heard of before?

Mu Zhixi continued to fix Long Nu's hair, her mind already praising her colleague.

The world is vast, and no one knows where it ends; this statement is perfectly safe.

If any forces she's never heard of emerge in the future, they can be directly categorized as remote areas that the Holy Land's radiance hasn't reached, and the setup will never be exposed no matter how it's modified.

The alchemist's projection was almost transparent; the patterns on the temple's stone walls could pass directly through his body. If it weren't for the occasional refraction of light by his monocle, people might have easily overlooked his presence.

Players thought Mu Zhixi couldn't see, but the truth is "slightly" different. After all, gods can't see colors in the world, and this thing itself was something she made up on the spot!

After the light and shadow appeared, the relevant information naturally came into her view.

Mu Zhixi pretended not to notice. She had just planted the foreshadowing of invisible colors when she turned her head and stared at a transparent projection. All her previous efforts were in vain.

Moreover, this alchemist was very professional; since he was willing to help her improve her background, she naturally had to give him room to maneuver.

Mu Zhixi also silently repeated it in her mind.

She had written too many settings in her previous life, and since this alchemist dared to bring them up, he would probably make up for it by turning the fake into the real.

Ji Xing changed direction, "Why did you tell us this information?"

"Because you will choose the Sanctuary."

The alchemist chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the eleven players behind his glasses. "To be precise, you have no other choice. Given Her Highness's temperament, she will not tolerate any life form that approaches Her Majesty with ulterior motives."

"Including these royal knights who were ordered to protect her, in the princess's eyes they were just tools that could be discarded at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the alchemist fixed his gaze on Cheng Xiaocheng.

The gaze was clearly mocking, making Cheng Xiaocheng feel uncomfortable. She subconsciously took half a step behind Gu Wenzhou, but then felt that it was not imposing enough, so she quickly straightened her back.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"It seems that some of you address Your Majesty as 'elder sister'."

Cheng Xiaocheng was taken aback. "I've always called her Sister Ran. Is there a problem?"

"Of course not." The alchemist's smile deepened. "At least not until the princess hears about it."

Cheng Xiaocheng paused for two seconds, then tried to argue, "Sister Ran didn't forbid me from calling her that."

"Her Majesty would naturally not care. She has always been tolerant and has never regarded such titles as a kind of exclusive right."

The alchemist paused deliberately for a moment, "Unfortunately, Her Highness may not think so."