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

"Where is this place?" Mu Zhixi turned her head, her demeanor perfectly composed.

As soon as she said that, many of the ghosts and monsters around her lowered their heads even further, referring, of course, to the part of their heads.

"Transfer Space No. 87. Any overflowing anomalies from various instances will be drawn here, awaiting allocation to new instances," the administrator replied respectfully, bowing his head.

Dungeon Ghost Reassignment Center?

Mu Zhixi immediately understood; this meant poor performance had led to her being reassigned to another project team.

"Why was I selected?" she asked again.

The administrator seemed somewhat embarrassed. "The system has determined that the current number of strange entities in the Red Moon Branch Church exceeds the quota for two-star missions, and you have just been added to the dispatchable list."

Mu Zhixi: "..."

Smash her? Why not just smash all that stuff in the Red Moon Church? Is this stupid dungeon system taking advantage of her being a newbie?

Oh well, there's no such thing as a job without suffering losses.

The administrator seemed to pause for a moment, flipping through the scheduling book in his hand before respectfully speaking, "Under normal circumstances, someone of your rank should not be included in the scheduling sequence."

"But your ID is not yet stable; the copy records indicate you are a new anomaly..."

Mu Zhixi understood. It turned out that the temporary worker was being used as a brick by the system, and was moved wherever there was a shortage of monsters.

She muttered to herself, but her expression remained calm and indifferent. "What's the next dungeon?"

A black dispatch sheet was immediately handed over by the administrator.

[Copy to be assigned: Faceless No. 1 Middle School Behavioral Correction School.]

[Star Rating: Four Stars]

[Copy Type: Large-scale militarized campus]

[Number of players: 132]

[Number of native NPCs: 576]

[Task Class: Random]

After reading it, Mu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat.

A four-star dungeon? More than a hundred players?

Isn't this a ready-made publicity venue? She was just worried that Han Yue and the others would monopolize the news, but the strange system has directly arranged a large traffic entrance for her.

The only problem is that she has to enter under a random identity. With the goddess's outfit of golden hair, white feathers, and eye-covering, she can only sneak into the campus if the school organizes some kind of religious-themed cosplay.

The dispatcher took a step back. "Your Majesty, have a good time."

Those of their kind inside should pray for themselves. In the dispatcher's view, sending someone of this caliber to kill those living people was like using a dragon blade to kill insects.

Mu Zhixi nodded slightly. Before being swallowed by the white light, she heard a paper bride behind her muttering in a low voice.

"Why...why did that person go to a four-star school?"

The butcher's voice trembled as he said, "Don't ask! Let's not pry into the affairs of those in high positions."

After a long while, when Mu Zhixi landed again, a broadcast suddenly rang in her ears.

"All students, assemble on the playground immediately!"

She stood in the middle of a crowd, surrounded by a dense throng of people, at least six hundred in number.

Players and NPCs are mixed together, and no one can tell who is who.

On the stage, a bald principal was holding a microphone, his face crinkled with smiles.

"Welcome back to Faceless No. 1 High School, everyone."

There are seven days left until the monthly exam.

"Seven days later, those whose grades are below average in the grade-level unified examination will stay at school to repeat the year. During the repeat year, the school will keep your physical records, names, and family information safe."

"When we were young, we didn't have the environment you have now. Please cherish this learning opportunity."

"That sounds strangely familiar. This school must have a lot of pressure to get into college," Mu Zhixi thought to herself.

[Copy: Faceless School]

[Difficulty: Four stars]

[Instance Rules: 1. Players must not reveal their identity. Some suspicious NPC markers will be hidden. Players must achieve a grade average or higher in the unified exam seven days later.]

[II. Players can improve their ranking through learning, reporting, and other methods.]

[III. There are student council monitors among the students who will record any unusual words or actions.]

[IV. If a player is reported for irregularities three or more times, they will be disqualified from taking the exam.]

[5. Players may be students, faculty, staff, or other personnel.]

Looking at the rules, Mu Zhixi was genuinely shocked; this was terrifying.

They crammed over a hundred players into five hundred NPCs, forbidding them from revealing their identities. What's even more ruthless is that the requirements are higher than the average. Keep in mind that the average for each grade level fluctuates; the harder the players work, the higher the average becomes.

This is a completely natural competitive relationship. Mu Zhixi felt as if she had returned to the exam month of her previous life.

She was wondering if she was now considered a test taker when a female voice suddenly came from beside her.

"I'm Peppa Pig, and this is my little brother..."

Mu Zhixi reflexively followed up with the second half of the sentence, "George?"

Wow!

The person behind her excitedly lunged forward, creating a gust of wind, "Pretty lady, you're a player too!"

Mu Zhixi fell silent on the spot.

The girl who called her was wearing the blue and white school uniform issued by the system. She wasn't tall, but her arms were very muscular, and she looked like she was a trained fighter. The sleeves of her uniform were stretched a bit too tight.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I understand." Her eyes were bright, filled with surprise and warmth, as if she had found a long-lost fellow villager.

"That was a code. I thought you were some kind of special NPC because you were so conspicuous. I didn't expect you to be one of us."

Mu Zhixi looked down at herself and realized that she was indeed very conspicuous. If the dungeon rules hadn't hidden the NPC markers, she might have already been surrounded by everyone on the playground.

She didn't deny it immediately because she had foreshadowed it earlier at the Red Moon Church. Someone from another world had told the goddess about reality, so it wasn't entirely inexplicable that she knew about Peppa Pig.

As long as Mu Zhixi doesn't admit that she's a player, it won't ruin her image as someone who doesn't lie. The fact that these players mistakenly think she's a player is actually useful.

They started to treat her like a high-level player, only to gradually discover that she was actually an NPC...

Mu Zhixi tilted her head slightly, "That was a word someone taught me a long time ago."

"Has someone taught you this?" The girl was taken aback.

She quickly filled in the blanks in her mind, "I get it, is it the kind where an experienced player mentors a newbie? Or is it, your mentor, sister?"

Mu Zhixi remained silent. The worst thing you can do when playing a character is to talk too much. Just as she expected, the more the other person guessed, the more excited they became.

"Sis, my name is Cheng Xiaocheng, the 'Cheng' in orange. This is my third time in the lab. I'm pretty strong, but not so smart." She patted her chest.

"Don't let my school uniform fool you, I actually practice mixed martial arts. If this book didn't prohibit revealing my identity, I would have snatched the microphone from that principal long ago."

Mu Zhixi's sincere assessment: "Cautious."

Cheng Xiaocheng nodded seriously, "I understand, we definitely can't rush into four-star dungeons."

She paused for a moment, but still couldn't help staring at Mu Zhixi's white feathers.

"Beautiful lady, is that... a magical artifact? It's so beautiful! Are you a Western player? Mixed race? Or a hidden master from some guild?"

No, that's completely wrong, Mu Zhixi thought. She was just a newly transferred, officially employed guerrilla!

The end of the universe is the system! Although it is the system of the ghost world, Mu Zhixi thinks that such small details can be ignored appropriately.