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

Meanwhile, the chat room was already buzzing with excitement.

Because the camera followed the player, the audience also saw the contents of the book.

[Holy crap! A three-million-strong allied army! And they retreated just because of one person's words?!]

[Even the most outrageous TV dramas wouldn't dare film like this! If the director dared to film it, the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television would be the first to ban it! It's outrageous!]

[The key point is that you should look closely: "Bestowed Historian by the Former Royal Court"—this is an enemy-certified title with extremely high value. One dared to do it, and the other dared to admit it!]

【‘The Eye of the Lord’… ‘The Final Judge’… ‘The Light That Cannot Be Gazeed At’…Why do I automatically picture the face of the most beautiful woman in the first place when I see these titles? It doesn’t feel out of place at all!】

[I am too... that composure, that indifference that regards everything as dust, who else could it be but her?]

So, Miss Number One is an ancient being who has lived through countless eras? Awakened for some reason? But she's clearly a player...

[Cough, who says ancient beings can't be players? Who knows, there might have been a closed beta before the bizarre game even arrived? Haven't you read any game invasion/rebirth novels?]

The players had not yet doubted Mu Zhixi's identity. After all, most of the supernatural beings were twisted and terrifying, and they had never seen one so stunningly beautiful.

They only use their meager imaginations to frantically attach one seemingly reasonable "god-level" background after another to her player identity.

...unlike the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

In a dimension beyond the reach of any camera or perception, a long obsidian table floats silently.

Several figures of different shapes sat around; they were the masterminds behind the "hunting game" and the real viewers of the live stream, besides the players.

The skull-stitching expert was prominently listed.

"Gentlemen, this esteemed one's background is probably far greater than we imagined." A being shrouded in shadow spoke first, his voice like the scraping of metal.

"The nearly worn-out copy of the Book of Revelation in the dispatch center mentions that the gods of ancient times have long since disappeared. So... what was she communicating with?"

"Can't those who leave return?" the Skull Stitcher countered. "Or... are they terrifying beings who replaced God, or even caused God to vanish?"

"Ancient gods?"

The moment that word was uttered, the temperature around the long table plummeted, and the several eerie spectators fell silent.

Upon closer examination, this conjecture surprisingly possessed a twisted sense of rationality. But no one dared to utter another word.

"Come on, all of you, put away your pathetic imaginations." A voice broke the silence; it sounded relatively "young" and full of disdain.

"Even a god can't directly threaten the rules and force them to serve Him, right?"

It paused, then changed the subject: "Speaking of the Sanctuary Church, I do have some recollection of it. But it's very vague, as if that memory was forcibly erased. Now it seems, perhaps that was also the work of that 'Lord'?"

"Perhaps, at least those three drops of blood can't be faked," the presence in the shadows added.

"What does it mean that a mere three drops of blood can forcibly elevate three defective individuals, whose potential doesn't even reach B-rank, to a minor rank above A-rank?"

"This Your Majesty must have been a chosen one of the gods before you awoke," the Skull Stitcher concluded.

"Moreover, they are chosen by the ancient gods. The hunting game must never antagonize such beings."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the table became even more tense.

"Please pass on the message," the Skull Stitcher finally spoke. "Keep an eye on your men and tell them to behave themselves."

"Since this Your Majesty... this distinguished guest has come to play in our 'game,' it is our honor. Anyone who dares to offend us will have their true soul erased."

"What if she really wants to play games?" someone asked rhetorically.

After a long silence, the surgeon gave a very professional answer: "Then let's do everything we can to make her have fun."

"If this person isn't happy, then we're not playing a game anymore, we're playing a game against each other."

......

In the reception room, Mu Zhixi was unaware that she had been mentally manipulated by a group of highly skilled and bizarre individuals into becoming the spokesperson for an ancient god.

Seeing that the live stream wasn't showing her, she leaned back lazily on the sofa and looked at her own screen.

[Integration rate exceeds... 70%!]

[Ding! Character creation system permissions have been fully unlocked.]

Congratulations on obtaining final access – the "Creator Panel"!

[Core Ability: You can consume Faith Points to freely create characters, or import character templates created in your previous life to "materialize and materialize" them.]

[Mode 1 (Using a Vest): You personally take over the role and your own consciousness enters the game.]

[Mode Two (Independent Consciousness): Grants the character an independent personality and behavioral logic. Their memories and background will be based on your original settings, and they will remain absolutely loyal to you.]

[Note: The higher the strength and background of the manifested character, the more Faith Points are required. Some high-tier characters support "installment payments".]

Mu Zhixi: "...?"

Goodness, is this the complete form of the cheat system?

You can create your own characters, direct and act in your own shows, and now you can even directly recruit people to form a group and debut?

Before Mu Zhixi could recover from this huge surprise, the panel refreshed again.

[Ding! Due to a significant increase in fusion level, the passive ability "Divine Blessing" has been enhanced.]

[Congratulations on unlocking the new ability - "Divine Rank: From False to True"]

[Skill Type: Passive Judgment System]

[Effect: When external parties (players/NPCs) learn of your fabricated background settings or related information, there is a certain probability that this skill will be triggered. The rules of the bizarre dungeon will be unconditionally "automatically completed and rationalized" based on your settings.]

[Current trigger probability: 5% (increases with fusion level)]

[Note: This talent is affected by "Divine Blessing," and the actual trigger probability will be amplified by stacking effects.]

Mu Zhixi looked at this new skill and was a little confused.

Auto-completion?

When I possessed the goddess before, didn't the system already synchronize the background? What else can be completed now?

"They're not really going to create a final judgment knight order and a silver crown tribunal for me, are they?"

She muttered to herself, feeling that it was a bit outrageous.

Just as I was about to close the panel, another notification popped up.

[Skill Update Notice: "His Gaze of Disappointment" has been upgraded.]

Mu Zhixi opened the introduction with a serious expression and found that what were originally just a few simple lines of text had turned into a convoluted little essay.

In summary, the core difference is just one thing—the addition of an automatic target acquisition function.

[New effect: This skill will automatically lock onto and activate when any unit (player/NPC) engages in behavior that "blasphemes" or "insults" any of your pro-theism faction avatars or the "Lord" you refer to.]

[Effect: Unknown.]

[Consumables: None.]

Mu Zhixi glanced at it and thought, since it consumes zero resources, she might as well use it.

Since it consumes zero resources, what are you waiting for?

As for the effect, it's unknown... so be it. Anyway, her image is ridiculously high right now. If someone insults her, getting a glare from her is considered after-sales service.

Mu Zhixi casually clicked the "Auto Start" button, completely unaware of the absurd "bug" she had just activated.

From this day forward, anyone who dares to criticize her behind her back or speaks arrogantly about the "master" she has fabricated will face the gaze of the "gods".

Having done all this, Mu Zhixi was finally satisfied and prepared to close the panel.

What kind of character should I create for my second pseudonym?

Since we're going to have a meeting with multiple identities, we need someone who can keep things in check.

Mu Zhixi paused her fingertip in the "Faction" column, and without hesitation selected "Old Royal Court".

She's been a sickly, kind goddess for too long; she needs a stronger, more domineering body to breathe.