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

Having made up her mind, Mu Zhixi dialed the internal hotline on the table.

A few minutes later, the faceless principal knocked on the door and entered, followed by Zhou Xiang, the homeroom teacher of Class 7 who had just been scolded.

The principal hunched over as soon as he entered, rubbing his hands together incessantly, looking very timid.

"sit."

Mu Zhixi didn't waste any words and went straight to the point: "I've seen this batch of freshmen."

The principal dared not sit down and replied while still standing: "Your Majesty is wise. These newcomers are clumsy and not very bright. In previous years, 60% of them should have been eliminated by this time."

Mu Zhixi reached out and turned the red tea cup on the table, her tone indifferent: "Tonight, I'm drawing up manpower. I hope to arrange a surprise dormitory inspection in the dormitory area."

She looked up at the principal and said, "I will be there to supervise. How to deal with the students who violated the rules is up to me."

"Understood!" The principal, an A-rank weirdo who had become an expert in dungeons, could easily understand the unspoken meaning.

"Tonight, triple the number of faculty and staff on night patrols! We guarantee this will be an unforgettable experience for the new students!"

The principal readily agreed and withdrew the money in a flash.

As soon as the door closed, Mu Zhixi stretched, and the water and fire were ready.

The more dangerous the dormitory check that night, the more rewarding her faith would be if she, as the school chaplain, stepped in to protect people.

Mu Zhixi needs to select a few useful chess pieces from the player group.

What's the point of just scaring NPCs in the dungeon with the Sanctuary Church? This reputation needs to be brought back to the real world by real people and take root in player forums, major guilds, and even the internal archives of the Anomaly Management Bureau.

The current situation is just right.

All of these hundred or so players regarded her as a pay-to-win player and a top-tier peer.

Compared to NPCs, the identity of a high-level player naturally carries a sense of belonging to the human faction.

What is passed down among peers is far more convincing than the bizarre and frightening stories of the original work.

Thinking of this, Mu Zhixi pushed the teacup further away.

This batch of leeks is growing well, so there's probably no chance of passing the level. Using her as a living advertisement is making the best use of her.

Mu Zhixi only hopes that after this round of harvesting, the integration rate can exceed 40%.

There are still a bunch of unlocked talents with question marks on the panel. If a skill that allows you to hide your identity information at will could be added, it would save a lot of trouble.

They pretend to be players and chat casually, but at crucial moments they reveal their red name or title to give these easy targets a big surprise. Just thinking about it is exciting!

Mu Zhixi picked up the school keeper's patrol form and prepared to take a walk in the dormitory area.

Tonight we need to save lives, so we should check how the chives are growing and maybe fertilize them beforehand.

On the other side. Gu Wenzhou stood downstairs at the boys' dormitory building, looking up at the mottled paint on the walls. A rusty iron sign hung on the exterior of the building, the red lettering faded and blackened.

[Article 1 of the Dormitory Management Regulations: Male and female students must live in separate dormitories. Cross-gender movement in any area is strictly prohibited for any reason.]

[II. When checking rooms, please look up and answer. Everything the dormitory supervisor says is absolute; you cannot disobey them.]

[3. If you hear someone calling you outside the window, do not respond.]

[4. If the dormitory supervisor asks you to bow your head to answer, you must refuse!]

Cheng Xiaocheng stood outside the cordon, rubbing her aching neck and complaining.

"This lousy school is so troublesome, the rules are all contradictory, it's pure torture, it's killing me!"

Gu Wenzhou patted the bedding roll he had been given and didn't respond.

The passing score for the unified exam seven days later is like a guillotine hanging over our heads.

But before that, the real challenge is how to get through tonight.

The two parted ways at the entrance of the building.

Pushing open the door to dormitory room 404, a musty smell mixed with the dampness from the sewer hit me. There were eight bunk beds, and three people were already sitting on the edge of their beds.

Gu Wenzhou glanced around as he entered.

None of the three were wearing school uniform jackets, and one of them was wiping a brass knuckle duster with barbs.

As expected, they were all players.

Aside from the oddly-looking faculty and staff, most of the NPC students at this school look fairly normal.

The main system of the dungeon has clearly put thought into the allocation, crowding players into the same room.

They seem to be sticking together for warmth, but it's actually quite sinister.

Everyone is bound by the strict rule of hiding their identities. If they slip up in their daily lives and are confirmed to be real players, will their roommates stab them in the back and report them in order to earn survival points?

Nobody can say for sure.

Living with a creepy creature means you're constantly on guard against being eaten, and even sleeping with a player means you have to keep one eye open – it's not much better.

One of the three was the bald man who had been talking about Suanmu Zhixi during the morning exercise.

The bald man threw his backpack onto the lower bunk as soon as he entered the room.

"I'll sleep here."

Gu Wenzhou glanced at him: "It's written on the bed assignment chart, you're in the top bunk."

The bald man scoffed: "Rules are rigid, but people are flexible."

Gu Wenzhou didn't try to persuade him any further.

In dungeons, it's best not to offer too much advice; a dog trying to catch a mouse will die quickly.

The old man was too lazy to care: "Let him sleep. One less competitor is one less to lose."

After the bald man revealed his low IQ, no one in the room spoke, and the group silently made their beds.

Just then, footsteps sounded from outside the corridor. The sound wasn't loud, but in the quiet corridor, it made one's back tense.

It's late at night and curfew has passed, yet there are still people outside. Could it be the dormitory manager?

The footsteps stopped outside door 404.

The boy in the upper bunk of Gu Wenzhou gripped his knuckle duster tightly and stared intently at the door.

The doorknob turned, and the door was pushed open.

Mu Zhixi walked in with the patrol list in hand, seemingly oblivious to everyone else.

The four people in the dormitory stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the door. Apart from the bald man's lewd gaze, the others were relatively normal, and most of them were amazed.

Gu Wenzhou's hand, holding the rule sheet, froze in mid-air.

Even the old man was speechless: "My goodness, how did she get into the dormitory building?!"

This is a boys' dormitory!

The rule was clearly written in blood on the wall on the first floor: Violating gender boundaries will result in immediate elimination!

The rules of the instance apply equally to everyone. Regardless of whether a player is E-rank or S-rank, if they trigger an instant-death condition, the rules will show no mercy.

But she walked into the boys' dormitory corridor and even pushed open the door without any problems. It's unbelievable!

Hearing the commotion, several players from the next dormitory peeked out from under their doors.

Upon seeing Mu Zhixi clearly, some people turned pale and whispered to their companions.

"You crossed the line and weren't struck by lightning?"

"Could this be a man? Using a disguise device?"

Mu Zhixi has keen hearing, and these guesses fell into her ears without missing a single word.

Her steps were steady and dignified, as if she were inspecting her own territory; the more outrageous their guesses, the better.

The reason Mu Zhixi is unaffected by the rules is simple. Her current rank is school chaplain, and on the surface, the entire Faceless No. 1 High School is within the permitted scope of activities.

The two rules are contradictory. How could a mere rule targeting players possibly have a higher priority than her?

At that moment, a heavy dragging sound came from the end of the corridor.

The players who were just secretly mocking Mu Zhixi for being a "pretty face" who only relied on spending money are now hiding behind the door watching the show.

Mu Zhixi looked up and saw that the person who came was the dormitory manager in charge of this floor.

The faceless monster, weighing a full 300 pounds, dragged a rusty boning knife backwards, the blade leaving a trail of sparks as it scraped against the terrazzo floor.

Judging from this, he's probably the regional boss.

As for the onlookers behind the door, their minds were filled with images of blood and gore, waiting to see this unruly vase be split in two.

The dormitory manager stopped in front of room 404 and raised a boning knife.

After turning his head and finally seeing the person opposite him, the dormitory manager froze. The next second, the knife clattered to the ground, making a small crater. His fat body buckled at the knees and was about to fall straight to the ground.

Mu Zhixi "kindly" raised her chin slightly to stop him.

The dormitory supervisor's downward momentum was abruptly halted in mid-air. It quickly adjusted its posture, bowed deeply, and performed an extremely respectful gesture of touching its chest, but because of its excessive weight, it appeared particularly comical in contrast.

Seeing that Mu Zhixi nodded slightly in return, the dormitory manager was overjoyed and immediately turned around and roared at the players who were peeking out from both sides of the corridor.

"You don't want your eyes anymore, do you?!"

"This is the new chaplain! From the great Sanctuary Church!"

"It's an honor that the Grand Chancellor has graced this filthy place with his presence! All of you, get back inside!"