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

The last line of text slowly faded away, and it seemed that even taking a deep breath in the hall was a huge offense.

But behind the white feather cover, Mu Zhixi's true inner state is like this: ⦁֊⦁꧞

In fact, she never intended to create a sense of terror or oppression; she was simply accumulating power.

The goddess's body is indeed exquisite, but it is far too fragile.

When she first possessed the body, Mu Zhixi felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her chest, and she could barely lift a finger.

Thinking back to when Mu Zhixi wrote it in her previous life, she was so smug, thinking it perfectly captured the essence of a sickly beauty.

Now I logged in and tried it myself, and I'm not satisfied at all! This is such a rip-off!

Mu Zhixi even wished she could grab her past self and ask her questions.

When you randomly add suffering and stack buffs to a character, do you never consider the after-sales issues?!

As for why there's no health bar... honestly, she simply disliked the ugly health bars that NPCs have!

Moreover, her health is so low that it makes people feel unsafe; it feels like any chicken could peck at her and she would die on the spot.

In order to hide from the players and prevent them from noticing anything amiss, Mu Zhixi casually removed the health bar.

She had no idea that her casual act of criticizing something as ugly would cause such a huge uproar among the players below.

"No blood, what kind of existence is this..." Han Yue muttered to himself.

He is, by all accounts, the most experienced player on the team.

Although he was not as strong as Sister Shen, who came from the military, he had entered four-star dungeons, seen A-level monsters, and even once caught a glimpse of a super weird monster with an S-level on its head.

Even that S-rank bizarre boss has a health bar and a level, and is also subject to the rules!

But the person in front of me had nothing.

Han Yue stared at the string of titles above Mu Zhixi's head, feeling a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. "Look at the top of her head, there are no rules or restrictions listed."

Shen Mengdie looked grave. "This is not good news."

The new boy was about to cry.

"What do you mean? Isn't it better to have no rules? Then we don't have to guess the rules."

Han Yue was speechless. "You think having rules is a bad thing?"

"Rules are made to protect us, the vulnerable."

"The bizarre NPC killings usually require triggering conditions. For example, you cannot refuse communion, you cannot stay on the street after hearing the bells, and you cannot answer the crying in the confessional."

"If you know the rules, you can hide. But she has nothing here!"

The new boy swallowed hard. "What does it mean if there are no rules?"

Han Yue dared not look at the high platform, and could only lower his head, his voice tight, "It means that she may not need a reason to kill whomever she wants."

The new boy froze, completely stunned. He was totally overwhelmed; this was just plain mind-numbing!

"No health bar means it's unkillable. No rule hints mean killing doesn't require triggering any conditions; it's all up to the player's whim."

"and……"

Everyone's eyes nervously fell on the high-backed chair.

In that holy golden light, the goddess tilted her head slightly, her long, pale golden hair falling down, exuding both nobility and compassion.

This scene doesn't resemble a grotesque, decaying mass at all.

They would believe she was a true deity descended to earth!

"She seemed to have just woken up from a long sleep, and her consciousness had not yet fully returned."

Han Yue keenly observed the goddess's languid and still posture and made a hand gesture. "While she's still in a state of confusion, everyone stay quiet and don't move."

They dared not run; there were still hounds lurking outside. The church, though eerie, seemed safer than the outside world for now.

Just then, the man with the missing arm, who had collapsed beside the bench, twitched in pain and let out a weak cry. He had lost too much blood and was on the verge of death.

The young man, his face pale and his voice trembling with tears, looked at Shen Mengdie and said, "Sister Shen, he's dying. Should we try to stop the bleeding?"

Standing ramrod straight, Shen Mengdie turned her head and glanced at the one-armed man. Although a hint of pity flashed in her eyes, she quickly suppressed it with reason.

"No, I won't save him." Shen Mengdie said without hesitation. "He was making a lot of noise just now; he might have already offended him."

"If saving him would trigger unspoken rules or anger the person in the high-backed chair, and the cost would be putting everyone in danger, then I'd rather not save him. I have to be responsible for those who are still standing."

The young man choked, afraid to speak again. He simply moved silently away from the one-armed man, afraid of being splattered with blood.

Han Yue nodded in agreement. He wasn't some saintly saint; he'd survived this long thanks to his survival instincts and high emotional intelligence.

The real world has been invaded by the bizarre; even sleeping at home can pull you into a dungeon.

Only by clearing the dungeon and getting a high score can you obtain rewards such as lifespan, wealth, and artifacts. Even the Anomaly Management Bureau and major guilds are fighting tooth and nail for high-star dungeons.

Ordinary players can only survive by spending money on forums to buy their lives.

His generosity in taking a few newbies through low-level dungeons for free this time is already more than enough. The two-star dungeons are mutated; everyone's fate is sealed, and just surviving is a blessing.

Mu Zhixi silently sensed all of this.

She is indeed blind, but she can somehow perceive everything around her.

The heat of the candlelight inside the room, the soaring fear of several players, the hunger of the stray dogs outside the door—everything, big and small, was spread out in the perception network.

[Playing Value +10]

Current integration level: 5%

Mu Zhixi's heart stirred.

Sure enough, if players believe her identity or are stunned, they can increase the fusion level.

[Currently available capability: Perception extension.]

[Note: If your character's synergy is too low, please maintain your established persona to increase your role-playing value and unlock more skills and abilities.]

Mu Zhixi resolutely remained silent.

If they're demanding that the persona be maintained, then what exactly was the persona they created in the first place?

Seeing without eyes, speaking without words, and being compassionate without heart.

In plain terms: Shut up, don't move, and don't swear.

This character setting perfectly matches her current half-dead state; she really doesn't want to speak right now.

Indeed, he didn't have the energy to move around much, and he couldn't put on any extra expressions.

As the saying goes, when in doubt, stay put for a while and die.

Mu Zhixi immediately decided to just sit there.

Anyway, her character is just a goddess who just woke up. But this chair is a bit hard; I'll have to get these suckers to get a soft cushion later.

She needs to increase her integration level to unlock her abilities, and acquiring integration level seems to require others to have absolute recognition and faith in her alternate identity.

These players cannot die, at least not now; they are perfect targets for easy prey.

The most urgent task is to establish a persona and get these people to willingly become his tools.

So, Mu Zhixi decided to do some promotion.

How to start a conversation is an art; you have to make them think that she actually knows everything, but is just too lazy to care.

"Are you from the old royal court?" A clear and cold voice suddenly rang out in the empty hall.

The four players' scalps instantly exploded.

This one has woken up!?

"Or perhaps from the Hall of Judgment?" Mu Zhixi paused for a moment, her tone revealing a barely perceptible sense of rejection and alienation, before continuing her act.

"If so, then please leave." The beauty sighed softly. "It has been a very, very long time since I have received the Lord's will."