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

[The key is that she didn't tell you directly, but hinted at it through her actions. High emotional intelligence, absolutely high emotional intelligence.]

No wonder the Skull Stitcher bowed to her; her reconnaissance skills are more than enough even for a six-star dungeon.

So, while she was propping her head up, she was actually observing the differences in the texture of the tabletop? Judging the location of the hidden compartment by the texture? Good heavens, what kind of brain does that?!

Looking at the respectful gazes of everyone, Mu Zhixi was momentarily at a loss for words.

"The rules state that you must return to the Round Table Hall before dark." Wen Gu finished reading the rulebook, closed the page, and looked at Mu Zhi. "Miss Number One, what are your plans?"

Mu Zhixi did not answer.

It wasn't that she didn't want to answer, but she simply couldn't find the right words. She had originally planned to find a place to lie down and wait until dark, but with millions of eyes watching the live stream, giving up wouldn't be dignified.

It seems I need to find a plausible reason.

While Mu Zhixi was pondering her words, Wen Gu had already prepared an explanation for her.

"I understand." Wen Gu nodded. "Miss Number One is reluctant to reveal the plan because she's afraid that non-player units will obtain the information."

Mu Zhixi: Understand you my foot!

Yuexi put away the cards and stood up, her red dress sweeping across the ground. "Let's each go our own way."

She walked towards the hall exit, the direction of which coincided with the passageway in front of Mu Zhixi. The others exchanged glances and then dispersed, each choosing their own route.

Mu Zhixi breathed a sigh of relief; she was finally able to act on her own.

She walked slowly down the corridor, taking in the ancient castle as she went. The scale of the six-star instance far exceeded her expectations.

The corridor seemed endless, with an oil painting embedded in the wall every few steps. The figures in the paintings had blurred faces, and staring at them for too long would make one's scalp tingle.

Mu Zhixi glanced at it twice and then withdrew her senses.

Her weak body aches after walking for a long time, and she urgently needs a place to sit down.

After turning a corner, a double wooden door appeared ahead, with a line of Gothic letters carved above the door panel.

Mu Zhixi took a moment to recognize it.

Bibliothek, library.

The library—what a perfect excuse! A goddess reading is only natural; spending a whole day there is perfectly reasonable.

Who dares to question why a "big shot" would be reading a book in a six-star dungeon?

As Mu Zhixi pondered, she pushed open the door and entered.

The library was much larger than she had imagined, with three high ceilings, circular bookshelves stacked from the ground to the dome, and a spiral staircase connecting the different floors.

Quiet, warm, with chairs.

Mu Zhixi chose a seat by the window on the second floor and casually picked up a book from the bookshelf. The cover was an old, dark brown color, and there was no title.

She opened the first page, and the dense text was incomprehensible, but it didn't matter; she wasn't really there to study.

Mu Zhixi laid the book out on her lap, tilted her head slightly to lean against the back of the chair, covered her eyes with white feathers, and looked relaxed.

It's nice to rest now; even working odd jobs need a lunch break.

After flipping through two pages, glancing at the soaring faith value and the slowly increasing fusion degree, Mu Zhixi caught a glimpse of a red figure out of the corner of her eye.

Yuexi was coming up the spiral staircase on the first floor, carrying a book in her hand. Her red dress stood out as she moved among the bookshelves. She didn't try to keep her footsteps quiet; in fact, one could say she did it openly.

Mu Zhixi was puzzled.

Is this number two really sticking with her? He doesn't even try to hide it, following her directly to the second floor and choosing a seat diagonally opposite her.

Yuexi opened the book without even lifting her eyelids, as if she had just happened to be at the library and happened to be sitting nearby.

Coincidence? Talented people believe it.

As a serious ghost, Mu Zhixi had no intention of exposing it. One more person was all that mattered; they could each read their own books and leave each other undisturbed.

However, things are not that simple.

Three minutes later, Wen Gu also went up to the second floor.

Another minute passed, and Rust Blade and Iron Mouth Straight Cut arrived. Numbers six, seven, eight, and ten, one after another, all entered the library.

Mu Zhixi sat by the window on the second floor, watching the group of people pour in one after another, her expression gradually freezing.

All ten people were present, not one missing.

The library instantly transformed into a team-building event.

Mu Zhixi's inner monologue: Why are you all in the library?! Shouldn't we be using this precious time to investigate clues?! To adventure deeper into the castle! To fight monsters! What are you doing in the library?!

What she didn't know was that this group of people had an extremely complete logical chain.

Yuexi: I hate that the bright moon hangs high and does not shine on just one person.

The reasoning behind this is as follows: Number One behaved exceptionally well from the moment he entered the room. He first discovered the hidden compartment under the table, and then remained calm and composed in front of the skull-stitching guest.

Now that she's entered the library, it's either because the library holds crucial clues, or because she's using the books to obtain hidden information about the six-star dungeon.

The reasoning behind the definitive conclusion is even simpler and more direct: the top three experts have all gone to the library, so following them is definitely the right thing to do.

The reasoning for numbers five through twelve is the simplest: the fact that the big shot has the leisure to read books in the six-star dungeon shows that she is not afraid at all.

If someone isn't afraid of six-star dungeons, would they die following her?

Thus, Mu Zhixi's original plan to lie down and relax was turned into an expo and exchange event.

The most outrageous thing is that these people actually started reading books.

Each person had a copy, and they sat quietly in their respective seats, the occasional sound of turning pages echoing in the empty library.

Mu Zhixi stared at the incomprehensible book on her lap, feeling indignant and resentful.

The joys and sorrows of humans and demons are not shared!

She wanted to give up, but with two million people watching her live stream, she couldn't appear to be giving up.

So Mu Zhixi could only maintain the posture of a goddess, sitting upright and turning the pages of the book with her fingers idly.

To outsiders, this appears to be a mysterious being who has read extensively, searching for something among a vast collection of books.

She was actually daydreaming.

Just as Mu Zhixi was about to figure out what her great-grandmother's name was, a sparse text suddenly drifted past the edge of her field of vision.

Mu Zhixi was stunned for a moment. Those weren't words from a book!

She saw another passage of text float past her eyes; the font was semi-transparent, the color was light, and it was completely different from the text on the book page.

Sparse and scattered, these are indeed bullet comments.

Mu Zhixi's mind raced.

Perhaps as the integration level continues to improve and the character's abilities are enhanced in tandem, the data stream in the live stream is beginning to be captured by her sensory network.

Oh no, now he really is omniscient and omnipotent!

If a werewolf game were to be released in the future, wouldn't she be able to know everyone's identity cards in advance through the audience's comments? And even have a clear view of everyone's movements?