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

Gu Wenzhou took a deep breath, took a few steps closer, and stopped at just the right distance.

"Miss Ran, thank you for your help last night."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhixi looked at him quietly. This kid does have some value; he's usually quiet and doesn't cause trouble when it matters.

They can definitely be used as key personnel and given important training.

She said coldly, "Instead of thanking me verbally, you should try to live longer."

Gu Wenzhou lowered his eyes: "I understand."

The ghostly figure within him nodded excitedly in agreement: "She's giving you a warning! True peerless experts despise those idiots who die every time they're saved. She wants you to be of great use!"

Gu Wenzhou retorted inwardly, "Could you please stop portraying my savior as so mercenary and opportunistic?"

The old man got angry: "What do you know, you blockhead? The more utilitarian the purpose, the safer and more reliable it is. If she really doesn't want anything and has no desires, that's what's truly terrifying."

Gu Wenzhou was speechless.

Although what the old man said was harsh, upon careful consideration it was indeed a profound truth.

If a person has no desires or wants for anything, then their motives are the most terrifying and unpredictable.

Mu Zhixi calmly withdrew her perception, her face as steady as an old dog, but inwardly she gave that old ghost a big thumbs up.

As the fusion level of the vest continued to soar, her sensory scanning range also exploded. She could now actually hear the soul speaking from within the boy in front of her.

Although the appearance of this soul was unknown, its thoughts were very clear.

To be honest, Mu Zhixi really wanted Gu Wenzhou to show his full value.

Players with quick minds are the best dissemination and promotional nodes in this broken world, and are more suitable to stir up trouble online than that girl Cheng Xiaocheng.

Mu Zhixi needs this kind of talent.

By having Cheng Xiaocheng specifically in charge of mindless and blind worship, Gu Wenzhou publishing lengthy research and analysis, and with seasoned veteran players endorsing the message, a perfect propaganda loop was created.

If Mu Zhixi had possessed such brilliant business acumen in her past life, she could have easily turned the patient group in her ward into a high-end paid community while she was hospitalized.

Of course, what puzzled Mu Zhixi the most was why there was an independent soul body in Gu Wenzhou's body that was different from the others.

Could it be that in this bizarre dungeon world, there really is a chosen one with a protagonist's halo and an old man's cheat code?

Mu Zhixi's words weren't entirely unfounded. The old man passing on his skills—this ancient golden finger—is such a cliché that it's hard not to let people's imaginations run wild.

"Attention all teachers and students, from now on, the first period of the morning will be replaced with a psychological counseling class."

As Mu Zhixi was pondering to herself, the broadcast from the broken loudspeaker next to the playground suddenly blared out.

"The instructor is His Excellency, the Sheriff Ran."

The chaotic playground fell into an eerie silence for a while. Many players who got up in the middle of the night had secretly witnessed Mu Zhixi's glorious deeds and naturally remembered this formidable school chaplain.

"What? That big shot from last night is going to personally give us a lesson?"

Some unsuspecting new players timidly whispered among themselves, "What's a school chaplain? She can actually be a teacher?"

These two were clearly teammates who had already revealed their identities to each other, so the other person readily told them everything.

"It's probably a hidden special identity. The initial rules say that in addition to being a student, players have a very small chance of randomly drawing other job identities."

Mu Zhixi stood high on the steps, listening to the self-righteous players below trying to fill in the gaps in her identity.

Wow, really? This batch of high-quality "leeks" (a term for retail investors who exploit young people) is truly exceptional.

All she had to do was stand there coolly and aloof, beautiful, mysterious, and quiet, leaving the rest of the flaws to their imaginations.

Class 7's classroom was temporarily converted into a large classroom. Before Mu Zhixi walked up to the podium, Zhou Xiang grabbed the chair and wiped it over and over again, treating the chair like a walnut!

The principal stood at the door listening, holding a cup of hot tea, while the grade heads huddled outside the window, lined up in a row.

The players felt a chill run down their spines, as if they were attending a public lecture, but in the last row, where a row of teachers was right in front of them when they turned around.

Mu Zhixi lazily propped her forehead up: "Today we won't talk about grades, we'll talk about how to survive."

The players were initially a little confused, but as soon as these words were spoken, they all sat up straight.

They are familiar with this question, and it's absolutely their area of ​​expertise!

"A low score is not a crime, and falling behind is not a death sentence."

"Pushing your comrade down, the first place you get is just a temporary seat on a pile of corpses."

The principal listened intently at the door, looking very pleased with himself, and quickly took notes.

The players, however, sensed something else entirely.

If I'm not mistaken, the big shot was subtly giving them a hint.

The rules of this instance encourage reporting, harming each other, and raising the average score, essentially forcing players to kill each other.

However, if all players drag each other down, coupled with the targeting by various NPCs, it's uncertain whether any of them will survive until the unified exam seven days later.

Gu Wenzhou's eyes flickered.

So that's how it is. When an uncrowned powerhouse takes the lead in establishing order, most of the players below will follow suit.

The old man sighed, "This kind of vision is something ordinary players don't have. While others enter a dungeon thinking about their own survival, she's thinking about how to get a whole group out of there."

Gu Wenzhou remained silent.

On the podium, Mu Zhixi was thinking about something else entirely.

Yes, let's all avoid infighting.

If I die in internal strife, who will sell my products?

For every one of you who is missing, I lose one less mobile GG slot.

Unity.

We must unite!

In order to expand the market reach of the Sanctuary Church, to increase the brand awareness of the Red Moon Branch Church, and to enable her to summon more aliases to hold large-scale meetings in the future.

Players, you need to step up your game!

Mu Zhixi raised her hand, and the faint light of the sacred domain fell.

A platinum-gold halo enveloped the classroom, and the players who hadn't slept well the night before felt refreshed, their wounds itched, and their fatigue was greatly reduced.

The NPC students quieted down, and the blankness on their faces lessened.

[Received reverence from a player, Faith value +100]

[Received awe from an NPC student, Faith value +90]

Current integration level: 33%

Unfortunately, there weren't many players in the classroom; we were still a little short.

Mu Zhixi swept across the classroom.

Seeing the many players' averted gazes, he concluded: it seems I need to add fuel to the fire.

She turned around and wrote four words on the blackboard.

【Sanctuary Church】

The chalk fell, and the lights in the entire classroom flickered.

Mu Zhixi put down the chalk: "If you can remember this name while you are studying, He will protect all the devout lost souls."

The players sat in their seats, their scalps tingling with dread at the sight, and remained silent for a long time.

Sanctuary Church

A name that can make a four-star boss bow down, make the rules give way, and give players a way out of a dead end.

The players secretly memorized the name.

As long as I can leave this instance alive this time, I will do everything I can to join this guild, no matter the cost!

With this big shot in front of us, his authority speaks for itself!

Gu Wenzhou looked at the blackboard and suddenly realized that his words "spread the glory of our Lord" from last night were not just casual remarks.

This Miss Ran has an extraordinary background; there is probably a powerful, hidden force behind her.

And they, like lost lambs, were fortunate enough to stumble upon this door that was gradually opening.