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

Mu Zhixi raised her free hand, her slender and delicate fingers gently stroking Xiaolongnu's crystal-clear horns a few times, in order to conceal the joy that was about to burst forth from her heart.

Mu Zhixi continued deeper into this survivor base cobbled together by humans along the main road of the ruins, trying to find some inspiration from these dilapidated buildings that could trigger new settings for her.

Mu Zhixi's primary goal for this trip was to earn faith points, while her secondary goal was to find inspiration.

Mu Zhixi had this habit in her previous life: whenever she felt bored and wanted to have a good tug-of-war with Fang Liang, she would choose to take a trip to the city affected by the Great Cataclysm to witness the suffering of humankind.

The broken GG brand logo flickered with electricity, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was completely dispelled by the halo.

Mu Zhixi stopped in front of the towering ruins of a metal building.

The giant electronic signboard, now only half-skeleton, with its exposed colorful cables resembling a tangled mess, successfully caught the attention of Mu Zhixi, a time traveler.

Mu Zhixi inexplicably recalled the "good memories" that happened in the early stages of the disaster, such as opening mysterious little blind boxes in the mass grave.

She turned her head to examine the flickering arcs of electricity closely. A rare look of bewilderment, typical of a living being, appeared on her beautiful and aloof face. She even tilted her head in a way that was completely out of character for a deity.

This extremely subtle, endearing contrast in expression inevitably aroused suspicion among the surrounding players.

These believers, who usually regarded the goddess as an unattainable being, never expected that their aloof and dignified ruler would be curious about a pile of broken copper and scrap iron.

Seeing this, Shen Die understood that the goddess was curious about this object, just like the signal tower in front of her. She immediately stepped forward, falling half a step behind Mu Zhixi, and explained:

"Your Majesty, this item is called the Electronic GG Card. It was a common tool used in the past to transmit information about daily life. Its core energy source is called 'electricity,' a means of survival that we developed in our humble circumstances."

"Electricity... a branch of rules that I've never heard of before, yet it truly exists. That's quite interesting." Mu Zhixi nodded seriously.

Mu Zhixi was very familiar with these things in her previous life. Now that she was wearing this invincible disguise, she had to carry on that aloof and unfathomable demeanor to the very end.

To make her role more substantial, Mu Zhixi stretched out her jade-like fingertips and pointed to the intricate, colorful lines in the distance.

"The creations of this world always like to wear elaborate and colorful clothes, using those colors to cover up the emptiness inside."

Mu Zhixi gently touched Bai Yu with her slender fingers, taking this excellent opportunity to completely cover up the color blindness foreshadowing she had casually mentioned during the ranking match.

These days, to be a perfect mastermind, one must be logically consistent. She is, in a way, fixing the historical issues left behind by her own casual fabrications.

However, these words were like a mental earthquake to the players.

Your Majesty, the Goddess, is truly invisible.

The most heartbreaking thing is that a beautiful woman is unaware of her own beauty.

Perhaps she truly didn't know what kind of captivating beauty she possessed, nor did she know the true color of the fervent light in the eyes of her believers.

Those remarks about color plunged everyone present into a silence filled with a mixture of awe and reverence.

Only now did they truly realize that the seemingly pure and flawless white feathers might not be decorations, but rather a barrier separating the gods from the mortal world, and an unknown price she paid to bear supreme power.

Mu Zhixi keenly sensed the cautiousness in the group's words, and she thought to herself that these players were really too much fun.

These ruthless characters, who are decisive and ruthless in the bizarre dungeon, are now so frightened by a "sister" she completely fabricated that they don't even dare to breathe.

The experience of transforming a lie she had personally fabricated into a truth that could shake the entire world greatly satisfied Mu Zhixi's vanity as the mastermind behind the scenes.

In fact, Mu Zhixi knew very well that this was most likely another kind of regional elite monster randomly deployed by the strange game system in the Blue Star survival mode, in order to increase the difficulty of the dungeon and advance the development of the plot.

But as a proper riddle-solving NPC, she must not show any ignorance, as this is the perfect opportunity to demonstrate her god's omniscience and omnipotence.

Mu Zhixi, holding the somewhat drowsy Xiaolongnu in her arms, found a relatively flat and clean half-broken wall in the ruins and sat down.

The beauty's posture was extremely languid and casual; the smoke and blood on the ground seemed to be nothing more than a backdrop for her to pass the time.

She raised her eyes, and a mixture of pity and sorrow appeared on her face covered in white feathers.

"I can sense what you are curious about. Within the royal court, not all voices belong to the same will. The vanguard envoys you fear are nothing more than pawns marginalized by power."

Mu Zhixi began to fabricate stories in a casual tone.

She read it aloud exactly as set in the script: Although the old royal court claimed absolute freedom, huge cracks had already appeared inside due to ideological conflicts.

In order to test the limits of the Holy Land, certain radical factions did not hesitate to go against the princess's original intention and secretly sent this batch of worthless grunts to Earth behind the back of that master.

Upon hearing this, Wen Gu was overjoyed and quickly jotted it down on paper with his pen, afraid of missing any key words.

The subtext in the goddess's words was very informative. It seems that the old royal court lacks absolute unity, and the seemingly unbreakable god-killing faction is actually rife with undercurrents.

The goddess was clearly aware of these subtle actions hidden in the shadows, and this composure in controlling the overall situation made Wen Gu even more convinced of the grand plan of the Holy Land.

"Does Your Majesty mean that someone within the royal court is acting behind that being's back, attempting to create unnecessary conflict during this sensitive period of conflict between the two armies?"

Han Yue quickly deduced from Mu Zhixi's words.

As he asked the question, he also glanced up at the gray sky with a guilty look.

Even if the princess heard this, Her Majesty the Goddess is here, she probably wouldn't dare to yell at someone to their face, right?

Han Yue was terrified that the princess, whom he couldn't even mention, would suddenly unleash her furious wrath and turn him, a mere mortal who dared to presume to understand the thoughts of those in power, into ashes.

Having guessed what he was thinking, Mu Zhixi's usually aloof face showed a rare, gentle smile, as stunning as the first melting of snow, captivating everyone present.

"You guys are quite interesting, even mentioning her name is something you're so hesitant to do."

"If she truly intends to kill you, it will be useless even if you escape to the end of the abyss. Rather than fearing those vague and illusory calamities, you should hold your swords tightly in this wasteland."

Mu Zhixi pondered, "The princess hasn't been created yet. Even if she has reached the Void Refinement stage and exerted her power, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right? It shouldn't be a problem to secretly say some bad things about her."