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

Mu Zhixi withdrew her fingers, and the halo disappeared into the blood-red mist.

Free things are often the most expensive, and this time, in addition to using both kindness and severity, Mu Zhixi naturally had her own ulterior motives.

A platinum halo swept across the room, and the faceless PE teacher reluctantly withdrew his blood-dripping iron whip, coldly waving his hand to announce the dismissal.

A hundred or so players, along with NPC students, collapsed onto the steps of the stands, desperately gasping for breath, oblivious to how polluted the air was.

Aside from a few newbies who ignored the dungeon rules and were dragged away by the black mud, the rest of the people didn't even get a scratch.

This casualty rate would have been ridiculously low for a four-star dungeon in the past.

Cheng Xiaocheng wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and looked up towards the podium, only to find that the big shot had long since disappeared.

"Who exactly is this guy?" At the edge of the stands, a group of unfamiliar but experienced players huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.

The short-haired player brushed the mud off his clothes and said sourly, "Look at that outfit, it must have cost at least several thousand points! I wonder which guild raised this money-wasting brat."

The bald man chimed in, "In my opinion, that white feather is probably a scouting artifact. With that divine equipment, even a pig could easily win if it went in!"

Wherever there are people, there will inevitably be scheming.

In the environment of the Faceless School, Mu Zhixi standing in the middle is like a superb, exquisite oil painting.

The goddess's appearance is a modified replica of her own features from her previous life. She is beautiful, but in the eyes of these people struggling to survive, she is just a pretty face who pretends to be a goddess by relying on paid equipment.

Gu Wenzhou, who was not far away, heard these words clearly, but he just kept his head down and adjusted his cuffs, pretending not to hear them.

The old man sneered in his mind: "What a bunch of idiots! These little punks don't even know what level the other side is at, yet they're already spouting all sorts of nonsense!"

Cheng Xiaocheng has a fiery temper. She clenched her fists and was about to go over and yell at him when Gu Wenzhou grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Be kind to others, save your energy for the afternoon classes." Gu Wenzhou lowered his voice, "It's not too late to let them accidentally drown in the toilet later."

Mu Zhixi was now in the school chaplain's office on the fifth floor.

The gazes outside the window, filled with scrutiny, jealousy, and even adoration, were all clearly visible to her through her perceptive network.

Fools are everywhere, but they're especially plentiful in dungeons.

Ignorance is bliss, and treating NPCs as easy targets for easy gold coins is a unique characteristic of the supernatural world.

As for showing kindness? Don't be ridiculous, that's just a way to lure them in.

Compared to a few grasshoppers in autumn, the panel data was more important to Mu Zhixi.

As long as one more player survives, she can reap more respect. Only by playing the long game can she catch the big fish. If all these fresh leeks below die out, who will she turn to for system resources?

Regaining her composure, Mu Zhixi's gaze fell on the semi-transparent panel.

The integration level fluctuates extremely slowly; in the past, a few casual remarks could cause the performance value to rise rapidly.

Now that the base number is much larger, it's difficult for the same amount of performance value to even break through by one percentage point. If you want to unlock more abilities, the performance value that needs to be added later is simply astronomical.

Frustrated, Mu Zhixi picked up the glass of cold water on the table and took a sip.

We need to find a long-term solution that completely drains the faith of this group of people; simply putting on an air of mystery won't fool them at all.

There were cobwebs in the corner of the office, but the chair cushions were quite soft.

Mu Zhixi leaned back in her chair, her gaze shifting to the upper right corner of the panel, where the several hundred faith points she had gained from the previous miracle were prominently displayed.

Mu Zhixi’s extensive experience with online novels from her previous life told her that this thing was definitely not just for padding word count!

Points-based rewards can definitely be spent; at the very least, there will be a way to consume them.

Mu Zhixi navigates to the Red Moon Church page.

Sure enough, several plus signs appeared next to the original damaged label.

[Repairing the dome costs 500 Faith Points. The effect is to activate basic defense, which can resist B+ level strange invasions.]

Mu Zhixi's eyes lit up as she scrolled down the list, and a bunch of bizarre job rosters came into view.

The priest with the broken neck is C+, the communion eater is C, and the rotting nun barely makes it to C-.

Each name is followed by a cross plus sign.

This has potential!

With a try-it-out mentality, Mu Zhixi hovered her fingertip over the nameplate of the broken-necked priest and gently tapped it.

200 points vanished instantly, and the priest's rank changed from C+ to B-.

Just then, inside the dilapidated church in the remote Red Moon Town, the priest who was wiping the floor with a rag suddenly shivered.

The head, which had been held to the chest and could not be put back down, suddenly emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds as the bones reformed. Flesh buds sprouted from the broken neck, and the head was forcibly pulled over and sewn back into place.

Mu Zhixi has finally experienced the thrill of leveling up with a single tap of her finger.

With a few taps of the fingertips, the balance quickly dwindled, and the strange names on the roster all jumped up a small step.

Looking at the completely renovated ranking labels, Mu Zhixi experienced the joy of being a capitalist.

Having such a capable workforce means that even if we encounter other forces in the future, we can simply pull them out for a group fight – that would be a good strategy.

Mu Zhixi switched back to the main attribute page with satisfaction, ready to work hard on her health bar and resistances.

She scanned the entire area three times, but found nothing.

There are absolutely no upgrade options available. Forget about the plus sign, there isn't even an entry point to buy things with points!

Mu Zhixi held her forehead, wanting to cry but unable to shed a tear.

His underlings are all incredibly strong, while he, the boss, is a sickly man who pants after just a few steps!

Back then, relying on the setting, in pursuit of some sophisticated sense of fragmentation, they recklessly piled on ridiculous terms like "sickly beauty coughing up blood" and "fear of cold."

Was it because lying in a hospital bed at the time made you look more beautiful, even with an air of illness?

This time, when it came to experiencing it firsthand, karma really hit them right on the head.

If given the chance, Mu Zhixi really wanted to go back in time and slap herself hard! And casually upgrade this body's physique to the level of tearing apart a bizarre Tyrannosaurus Rex with her bare hands.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs." Now, all I can do is grit my teeth and play this celestial moon until filming wraps.

Mu Zhixi leaned back in her soft chair, her fingertips tapping rhythmically on the table as she considered the feasibility of maximizing profits.

Saving players and earning their gratitude is the most direct business.

However, if you rush into making a sale, you'll never get a high price.

Blindly acting as a saint and offering protection will not only fail to make these seasoned veterans, who have struggled in this bizarre world, grateful, but will also breed vigilance and greed, causing them to take this unconditional help for granted.

Offering help in times of need and rescuing people from dire straits is the best course of action.

As for where the water and fire come from? You have to release them yourself, of course!

Saving people from fire and water is already an immense act of kindness. As for where the fire and water came from, don't ask the question you shouldn't ask!