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

At the same time, inside the Red Moon Town instance.

The sudden disappearance of the four living people left the nun and the priest with the broken neck in the room stunned. Their empty eye sockets scanned back and forth where the players had disappeared, trying to find the vanished guests.

Sitting in the high-backed chair, Mu Zhixi looked at the empty door and felt a little uneasy.

Oh no, those four guys are running way too fast.

Mu Zhixi had originally intended to have them stay to repair the leaky roof and clean up the bloodstains on the ground before leaving, but since they had run away, so be it, since she didn't have the money to pay their wages anyway.

Now she's all alone, staring blankly at a bunch of monsters with missing limbs.

"Well," Mu Zhixi cleared her throat, trying to break the awkward silence.

"The Holy Communion in the cafeteria can be removed today. The preservation work was done well. Keep up the good work next time."

The nun carrying the plate turned her head around twice, seemingly unable to understand the instructions that were beyond the rules of the instance.

Mu Zhixi sighed.

It's better not to argue with a fool's tricks.

She brought up her attribute panel again, and the fusion rate was stuck at 13%. Although there was some improvement, her body was still too weak.

To establish the name of the Sanctuary Church, it is clearly not enough for just four players to post on the forum.

"Red Moon Town, right?"

Leaning back in her chair, Mu Zhixi crossed her long legs.

Since the red names above these monsters' heads are such an eyesore, why not use them as practice and clean up the place? Her long list of titles doesn't just include Goddess.

Mu Zhixi sat in a high-backed chair, trying to activate the ability she had just unlocked.

His ability to perceive sounds impressive, but it's actually quite simple to do. You don't even need to open your eyes; you just need to direct your senses in a certain direction.

The nun closest to the table was still holding a tray, her neck still tilted to the side.

Mu Zhixi focused her senses on the nun, and the next second, the nun froze. The plate fell to the ground with a thud, and the wriggling pieces of flesh inside shrank into clumps of black ash as the golden light swept over them.

Mu Zhixi couldn't help but sigh.

Wow, that's pretty environmentally friendly.

She felt a little better.

Regardless of whether this ability has any real use, it can at least control disobedient employees.

Mu Zhixi turned her attention to the other row of priests.

The priests all clutched the black Bibles to their chests.

One after another, the black Bibles snapped shut, their movements perfectly synchronized—a group of complete slackers.

Mu Zhixi slightly raised her hand.

"Wipe the blood off the floor."

The nun didn't move.

Resting her chin on her hand, Mu Zhixi thought for a moment and then changed the wording to one that was more in line with the logic of the dungeon.

"Cleanse the Sanctuary!"

The nuns all shuddered at the same time.

A group of nuns with neck deformities began to mechanically get up. They dragged rags and bent over to wipe the floor. Although their movements were clumsy, their attitude was acceptable.

The priests also began moving benches and righting the fallen candlesticks.

Mu Zhixi, who was in charge of the most arduous supervisory role, was quite gratified watching from the sidelines.

That's more like it.

Mu Zhixi opened the stronghold panel.

[Outpost: Red Moon Branch Church]

[Current Level: Damaged]

[Faith Points: 50]

[Cleanliness: -37]

[Upgradeable items: Door repair, altar restart, confessional closure, Holy Communion contamination cleanup]

Upon seeing the cleanliness section, Mu Zhixi fell silent.

Negative thirty-seven?

What on earth happened to this church? Even the dirtiest house can hardly be dirty to a negative degree.

Mu Zhixi glanced at the nun who was wiping the floor.

The nun was wiping the floor, and a finger was sticking out of her sleeve.

Mu Zhixi's expression was inscrutable... Never mind.

It's really a bit unrealistic to expect these employees to clean up the mess in a short period of time.

Mu Zhixi pondered the most important thing at the moment.

[To increase the visibility of the Sanctuary Church.]

[Let more players know about the Goddess Ran's Awakening.]

[Cultivate a loyal audience/group of retail investors.]

[Find out how this world determines her identity.]

Those players have already returned to reality. Judging from their behavior, it's unlikely they'll make it public on a large scale anytime soon.

Smart people always want to have their cake and eat it too, especially when it comes to currying favor with powerful figures.

New publicity channels are what she needs now.

Mu Zhixi thought for a moment, then looked down at a priest.

"Do you have anything here that can be used to send a message out?"

The priest raised his head, which was hanging on his chest.

"Saint...Saint Bell..."

His voice was very hoarse, "The bell tolls...summoning...the lost..."

Mu Zhixi's spirits lifted.

And this is amazing!

Just as she was about to ask the priest to lead the way, her body suddenly floated uncontrollably into the sky.

Mu Zhixi did not resist.

After all, she has only just taken office and is unfamiliar with the place and the people, so forcing a struggle might not be a good thing.

A flash of white light.

Mu Zhixi's feet suddenly landed on a different spot.

She could be sick and weak, but the archbishop could not be disheveled. She maintained the demeanor befitting a goddess and slowly sensed her surroundings.

What you see here doesn't look like the interior of a dungeon; it's more like a transit hall.

There weren't any players, only ghosts and monsters.

From skinless, monstrous dogs to slaughtering ghosts dragging butcher knives, and even a paper bride with half her face covered in talismans, there were even several shadows with human hands clinging to the wall.

One message after another popped up above my head.

D-level Ghost Dog, C-level Skinning Child, C-level Mourning Paper Doll, B-level Slaughter Ghost, B+ level Red-Clad Night Watchman...

Mu Zhixi clicked her tongue. Good heavens, a AAA-sized wholesale market for bizarre and supernatural resources?

Mu Zhixi looked down at herself, and the control panel popped up.

[Strange number generation in progress...]

[Belongs to: Sanctuary Church]

[Identity: Special, Original, and Mysterious]

[Hazard Level: Unidentified]

[Pending copy assignment: Matching in progress]

Mu Zhixi's feelings were complicated.

She, Mu Zhixi, was a sickly, facial paralysis patient in her past life, and in this life, she is a lonely soul without a physical body. Now, she actually has a formal government job.

How can this not be considered a secure job?

But should I pay social security or not?

Just as Mu Zhixi was seriously considering the ghost retirement system, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Mu Zhixi raised her senses and discovered that all the strange things within a hundred meters were actually looking at her.

More accurately, look at the string of system titles above her head.

Just as Mu Zhixi was about to speak, the most recent hound's front legs went weak.

Thump, he knelt down.

Mu Zhixi maintained her expressionless face, "?"

Then the second one.

The third one.

In unison, one after another, all the ghosts and monsters in the transit space bowed to her.

Some were kneeling, some were bowing their heads, and some had even taken their heads off and placed them on the ground.

The etiquette is quite elaborate.

Awkwardness was Mu Zhixi's first reaction. She stood there, unsure whether to move or not.

So, the adult persona can't be ruined, but faced with such a large group of ghosts greeting her, she, a new employee, really wanted to ask, "Are you all so straightforward here?"

Approaching quickly was an administrator in a black uniform in the distance.

He dragged a string of numbered tags behind him, and wore an old metal badge around his neck: [Transfer Space Dispatcher No. 87]

The dispatcher walked up to Mu Zhixi and paused for two seconds.

Immediately afterwards, he clasped his hands together and performed an overly formal bow.

"Your Majesty the Crown Prince."