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

"I...we're really playing the same game as her, aren't we?" A player's lips trembled as he managed to squeeze out a sentence after a long while.

"Don't ask, the only answer is that we accidentally trespassed into the Heavenly Palace," the person next to him smiled bitterly, "Now we just hope that this old lady won't find us an eyesore and just casually crush us to death."

"We were too conservative earlier; we treated the ocean like a puddle!"

The clan chief sighed, his face ashen. The venomous lamp hadn't lied to me; the day had indeed never dawned.

He was now incredibly grateful that he hadn't been so reckless as to investigate Eileen herself; otherwise, he and his entire race would probably have been wiped out from the world by now.

Mu Zhixi was too lazy to pay attention to the group of players who had suddenly become well-behaved. She just felt a little bored, so she opened her own panel again.

The number in the Faith value column has unknowingly returned to seven digits.

[Faith Points: 1145140]

This is the fastest money-saving speed in history.

Mu Zhixi rested her chin on her hand, suddenly feeling a little curious. She wondered how those people she met on Blue Star were doing now, and whether they had finished their placement matches.

To promote the Holy Land, she deliberately sent a batch of "Records of the Old Era" to Earth; it's unknown whether they found them.

Strangely enough, while the individual strength of players on Earth is generally lower than that of players on the Myriad Races server, the faith points they provide are exceptionally abundant, and the conversion rate is much higher than that of players of the same level from the Myriad Races server.

The faith points provided by one Blue Star believer are almost equivalent to those of ten believers of the same level from other races.

Perhaps this is humanity's advantage? Or is it because there's something special about the rules governing Earth's world?

Mu Zhixi couldn't understand it. Although she was lazy, she wasn't really stupid. She could always easily guess what kind of shocking plots the players outside were imagining, or even what they were thinking.

After all, judging from their expressions of being both terrified and terrified, wanting to kneel but not daring to, they probably found out about her incredible "background" through some channel.

But Mu Zhixi didn't care.

From the goddess's perspective, she doesn't even care about the old royal court, so why would she care about the thoughts of a group of players?

Moreover, it goes without saying that the players must have seen her title to elicit such an expression from them.

The more they know about her, the deeper their awe of her becomes. In order to seek protection, they will do everything they can to please her, which is entirely beneficial to her.

Mu Zhixi's primary goal here is to accumulate enough Faith Points to buy higher-level vests, enter higher-level dungeons, and earn even more Faith Points, repeating this cycle endlessly.

However, Mu Zhixi is now somewhat confused, unsure of the true extent of her strength.

If she were to leave behind the flattery of her "colleagues" and the system's attempts to please her, could the goddess's skills alone be enough to crush an SSS-level monster?

Perhaps because she has used the "Refine the Fake into the Real" passive skill too much, coupled with the overwhelming effect of the divine rank, Mu Zhixi has not yet been able to find a suitable opponent to test her individual strength.

The main thing is that you can't hit a smiling ghost, and she really doesn't have a weird colleague around her to practice on.

The moment the goddess's disguise was revealed, these weirdos didn't kneel down within a second, which shows they have style and integrity.

However, Mu Zhixi is more concerned about something else right now.

At the very top of the panel, in the most conspicuous position, there was a progress bar that she had always thought was just decoration.

Although we don't know what will happen when it's full, the fact that it's placed so solemnly at the top of this panel means it's probably not something simple.

Mu Zhixi had thought this was experience points or some kind of special health bar, until a few days ago she accidentally discovered that every time she consumed a little faith points, this progress bar would move forward a little.

The maximum value of this progress bar is 1 million.

This number gave Mu Zhixi a bold guess: perhaps when this progress bar is full, she will be able to return to her original world.

She really misses her furry little pets.

Although she also felt that once those little cuties left her, their useless owner who only knew how to cook terrible food, they would most likely be able to live a good life with meat every meal and 18 meals in 3 days.

But as the owner, how can you just stand by and watch your pet live such an unrestrained life without her company?

With this thought in mind, Mu Zhixi became even more motivated to earn faith points, which gave her an even stronger drive to do so.

Just as Mu Zhixi was planning her famous "retirement plan," the match on the stage continued.

Just then, a commotion arose on the outskirts of the village.

Two watchmen responsible for perimeter security were patrolling idly and strangely.

One of the novice inspectors pointed to Ling Xi, the young princess of the Lan Yue Clan, who was jumping slightly in place due to fear, violating the rule of "no two feet off the ground at the same time," and whispered to the veteran next to him:

"Senior, look over there, someone's broken the rules. Should we go and deal with it?"

The veteran inspector glanced in the direction he pointed, then shifted his gaze to the silver-haired elf who was leaning against the well edge, lost in thought, not far from Ling Xi.

It was silent for two seconds, then raised its hand and slapped the rookie inspector on the back of the head.

"Are your eyes wet? You can't see clearly." It deliberately emphasized its tone: "This is someone close to the young lady, how could she make such a basic mistake?"

"Huh?" The novice supervisor covered his head, looking completely bewildered.

The seasoned inspector withdrew his hand expressionlessly, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it over. "Wipe your eyes clean before you look again."

The novice inspector, bewildered, took the handkerchief, wiped his eyes haphazardly, and looked in that direction again.

"Senior, he's still dancing..."

"You're mistaken." The veteran inspector's tone left no room for doubt. "The players over there are of good character; they have nothing."

After saying that, it turned and left without looking back.

The novice inspector stood there, looking at the handkerchief in his hand, then at the player in the distance who was still recklessly flirting with the edge of breaking the rules, and finally at the silver-haired elf lady.

It seems... I understand something.

He quickly caught up with the veteran and asked in a low voice, "Senior, who exactly is that person?"

The veteran inspector paused, turned around, and looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't meddle in what you shouldn't meddle in. Remember, here, we're just here to clean."

"Our job is to make sure that lady and that gentleman have a good time."

The new inspector clutched the back of his head, suddenly realizing what had happened. He then rubbed his non-existent eyes with feigned remorse. "Oh dear, my bad, my bad. My eyes have been a bit watery lately, let me wipe them clean."

After a long while, he put his hand down and concluded with a serious expression, "The senior is right! No one has broken the rules, everything is normal."

"As expected of a player serving the young lady, their character is indeed excellent, fully demonstrating the fine virtues of a nation of etiquette. Race advancement guaranteed!"

Old Weird (pouring tea + Old Qian laughing): Child, your future is bright!

After the brief incident, the bloody elimination rounds on the stage continued.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, even with two replenishments, the number of players in the square still plummeted to less than four hundred, with most of those eliminated being those from weaker races.

Those who survived were almost all races of six stars or higher.

In the past few days, Mu Zhixi has also inquired about some information about racial ratings through various channels.

It seems that as long as the clan has an SS-level expert, it can reach the six-star level.

A seven-star rating requires two SS-level officers, while an eight-star rating requires three top-tier SS+ level officers. This is just the requirement for raw strength; it is said that there is a series of complicated certification processes involved in the promotion process.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhixi had an idea and clicked on the "Red Moon Church" panel that she hadn't paid attention to for a long time.

Upon seeing this, she was completely stunned.

The panel information of that dilapidated little church, which originally contained only a few low-level and eerie structures, has now undergone a complete transformation.

[Location Name: Sanctuary - Red Moon Branch Church Complex (Under Construction...)]