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

Mu Zhixi was a little confused. Although she had indeed designed some very catchy lines, this sentence was really not something she wrote! The transformation from emptiness to truth was a bit too intelligent.

These words left many players present looking at each other in bewilderment, as if they had heard some incredible, earth-shattering secret.

The Lord of Pride has already spoken, so who is saying this? Is it envy, or lust?

What if they accidentally step on their own foot and get paronychia, then die unexpectedly? Is this something they can even hear?

The players were scratching their heads in frustration. Among them, there were always some quick-thinking individuals who started to wonder if they could pretend to be crazy and fool their way out once they got out.

[The teleportation countdown has ended. We wish all players a pleasant journey.]

As the system voice faded, the darkness before their eyes was replaced by white light, and when they opened their eyes again, they were back at the entrance to the abandoned village.

Everything that just happened seemed like a bizarre dream, but those words, which sounded like a confession yet also like a curse, still echoed in my ears, and they couldn't be faked.

[Holy crap, what did that last sentence mean? Why did I get a... weird vibe from it?]

What does "I can see myself in the mirror" mean? Does it mean that this mysterious person looks exactly like the "Your Majesty" mentioned by the contestants?

[This is too much information! I feel like my brain is about to explode. So, the princess is the ex-girlfriend, and the seven princes are the current ones?]

[What an amazing storyline! This dungeon is so exciting! I'd call it the best of the year!]

[Hold on! What did those players see before the livestream started?! I feel like I missed 800 episodes of epic content!]

Before the players could recover from the shock of that information, some noticed the unusual thing in the sky.

"Look at the sky!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw that, in the hazy sky, there had appeared a long, bottomless black object that stretched across the horizon.

It's like a scar on the universe, stretching out as far as the eye can see, exuding a chilling aura.

At first, they thought it was some kind of spatial rift or a projection of the abyss.

But when a player subconsciously used the detection skill, the information that popped up on the panel silenced everyone.

[Eileen Moonsong's Shield Value]

That wasn't some abyss rift at all; it was a health bar that stretched to the horizon, or rather, a shield bar.

Looking at the black "scar," Yuexi thought of the "infinitely stacked" shield on Eileen's panel, and a thought suddenly came to mind.

She glanced at the silver-haired elf beside her, whose expression remained calm. A hint of hesitation flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she couldn't help but speak in the end.

"Miss Eileen, please forgive my intrusion."

Yuexi's voice was soft, "How old are you?"

Mu Zhixi understood why she asked that question; she simply wanted to estimate how many layers of protection she had accumulated based on her age.

She maintained Eileen's persona, showing a perfectly appropriate look of bewilderment on her face, as if she didn't understand why the other person would ask such a question. Then, she slowly extended three slender, fair fingers.

Three fingers.

The surrounding players held their breath for a moment when they saw this action.

"Three hundred... years?" one player tentatively guessed.

Bathed in moonlight for three hundred years—that's terrifying enough, considering that aberrant superposition algorithm.

"More than that, I'd guess three thousand years!"

"Is it possible that it's been 30,000 years?"

When the number 30,000 years was announced, everyone gasped. If it really was 30,000 years, wouldn't the shield above their heads have tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of times more blood?

What's the point of fighting?

However, faced with everyone's speculations, the silver-haired elf girl tilted her head, her icy blue eyes filled with pure confusion.

She seemed somewhat puzzled by the crowd's reaction, but simply gave an answer in her clear and melodious voice.

"Three eras, perhaps."

"After all, I usually only take a short nap, which is about several thousand years. My sleep quality has never been very good. I can't fall asleep unless I'm holding Ranran."

Everyone suddenly fell silent: "????"

As it turns out, when faced with utter shattering of one's worldview—or simply utter bewilderment—there's no gasping in shock, nor is there a sound like a pin drop.

The players stood there dumbfounded, as if even breathing had become a luxury.

Three eras? Judging from their tone, they thought it was three large cabbages!

Time, in the face of this terrifying number, has lost its original meaning.

Three thousand years? That was just a brief, not-so-peaceful respite for her.

A shield with billions of times the amount of health? That might just be a thin layer she built up out of boredom after one sleepless night.

Every player present was a prodigy who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They had witnessed countless strange and terrifying things, but never before had they felt so insignificant.

"So... the Milky Way... is also a river..."

One player muttered to himself, looking lost and dejected. He remembered an old joke from his race that described an absolute disparity in strength, but he couldn't laugh at all now.

The gap between them and Miss Eileen is perhaps greater than the distance between dust and the starry sky.

Looking at the elven girl beside her, who still carried a hint of innocence and bewilderment, Yuexi's beautiful eyes churned with emotions, which ultimately turned into a barely audible sigh.

She suddenly understood why that goddess had allowed Miss Eileen to be so close, even...

Mu Zhixi didn't think too much about it. She just found the group's reaction very interesting, and it was worth racking her brains to come up with such a sophisticated-sounding answer.

She looked up at the false and oppressive gray sky above the village, and suddenly remembered a sentence she had seen in her past life. She unconsciously murmured it to herself, following the atmosphere of the moment.

There is a bright moon in my heart, and it has always been shining on me.

The girl's voice was soft, like a dewdrop under the moonlight, clear and fragile, yet it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

In an instant, the players, whose minds were already active and tense, subconsciously began to think deeply, their nerves, which had been greatly impacted by the "three eras," were once again violently stimulated.

If the previous shock stemmed from the fear of absolute power...

At that moment, a deeper, more inexplicable chill quietly spread from the depths of his soul.

Several "players" disguised as dungeon guides turned deathly pale, and the strangely multi-headed head that had been stuffed back into the body almost couldn't resist popping out again.

They know more than ordinary players, and that's why they are better able to understand the chilling true meaning behind that statement.

"General...conceptual level..."

The strange man in the white-collar outfit pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were filled with unprecedented horror.

What does it mean to be able to infinitely stack shields in a moonlit environment?

Their previous understanding was still at the physical level, believing that it required the help of light from external celestial bodies.

But now, she tells you directly that she has a bright moon in her heart, and that bright moon has always been shining on her.

What does this mean? It's self-evident…