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

Is this the true value of having divine backing?

The equipment in Han Yue's hand fell to the ground with a "thud," but he couldn't care less.

The gray number branded at the bottom of each player's panel, which is their ID number, is their only and most fundamental connection to the real world.

It is an absolute identifier that is even more unchangeable than a name or appearance.

The bizarre games could alter their bodies and distort their perceptions, but they never shook the existence of these numbers.

But now, this goddess was just asking a question casually.

She didn't even know what it was; she was just curious.

This pure curiosity sends a chill down your spine more deeply than any purposeful investigation.

It's like an ordinary person who, by chance, looks up and glimpses the gods manipulating the threads of their destiny.

The faces of the other S-rank players turned deathly pale in an instant, cold sweat soaking their backs. They looked at the figure with white feathers covering his face, and for the first time, pure, unadulterated fear appeared in their eyes.

This fear far surpassed that of facing the SS-level apostate, even exceeding the eerie frenzy that gripped the entire city of Haicheng. It was an instinctive dread of the completely unknown.

Mu Zhixi was very satisfied with their reaction at that moment.

That's exactly the effect I wanted.

A single sentence was enough to make them conjure up a million-word epic of horror, adding an unfathomable layer of mystery to her fictional "sanctuary".

She waited no longer for an answer. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, her figure began to fade into the distance, eventually turning into specks of golden light and dissipating into the air.

"The Lord will protect all those who have gone astray."

Her soft voice was the last thing she said.

As she left, the golden light that enveloped Shen Die quietly faded, and her molten gold pupils returned to their original black.

Shen Die's legs went weak and she almost knelt down, but fortunately Han Yue next to her caught her in time.

"Sister Shen, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Shen Die shook her head, but her face was still a little pale and her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The price of divine intervention was far greater than she had imagined.

Players and officials gathered around, but the S-rank players who had just been displaying different expressions were now silent, staring at the spot where Mu Zhixi had disappeared, remaining speechless for a long time.

From this day forward, the world... will be different.

...

After the familiar feeling of detachment subsided, Mu Zhixi's consciousness returned to Transfer Space No. 87.

It was still the same old place: cold, deathly silent, with all sorts of bizarre and eerie creatures lined up, waiting to be released.

As for SS-class Anos, he certainly didn't truly perish.

She spent some of her faith points to create the special effects, and while the effects were being displayed, she managed to collect them into her space ahead of time.

Upon seeing the White Feather Goddess appear, the surrounding monsters instantly shrank in size, their movements becoming perfectly synchronized.

The dispatcher in the black uniform strode over, his bow more precise than ever before. "Your Majesty, you have returned."

Mu Zhixi maintained her goddess-like demeanor and simply nodded slightly.

She could sense that the dispatcher's gaze towards her had changed; it was no longer simply one of awe, but rather one of inquiry and...doubt.

It seems he witnessed the dramatic scene that unfolded in the real world just now.

"The Skull Stitchers... relayed some of your words to me." The dispatcher couldn't help himself after all. He carefully chose his words and spoke cautiously, "I have some questions about the 'Lord' you mentioned, and... about us beings."

He pointed to the vast, desolate transit space.

"The rules we follow, which originated here and operate here, could they... also be related to Him?"

Mu Zhixi's heart skipped a beat.

Here comes this darn curiosity.

She had no idea where these strange rules came from; she herself was completely baffled.

But the mastermind's persona cannot be shattered.

If you don't understand, just blame it all on "the Lord".

Mu Zhixi's gaze was unfocused, as if she were looking through this space and towards some distant, non-existent place.

Her voice was soft, yet carried a sense of matter-of-fact indifference.

"The rules here are nothing more than distorted reflections of those false gods after their demise."

One sentence instantly drained the color from the dispatcher's face.

He stood there, stunned, his mind reeling.

Their bizarre and proud system of rules, the very foundation of order in the transit space... was merely a reflection left behind by the dead of some losers?

Seeing his expression, Mu Zhixi knew they truly believed her. She breathed a sigh of relief, blinked wearily, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She's just been acting for a long time and is a little tired.

But the dispatcher interpreted this scene as having a completely different meaning.

Your Majesty... are you recalling that war with the false gods?

Just how devastating was that ancient war that buried countless beings, that this being, even after countless ages, still reveals such a somber sense of remembrance?

The dispatcher lowered his head abruptly, adopting an even more humble posture, his voice filled with deep remorse.

"I have overstepped my bounds."

He paused, and when he spoke again, his tone carried an almost fanatical devotion.

"They call you a god, but I... prefer to call you a god."

Mu Zhixi: "?"

No, isn't this flattery a bit too much?

She muttered to herself, but her face remained that cold, compassionate expression. She didn't say anything more, but simply turned and walked towards her own void.

The highest level of riddle-solving is to tell half the answer and leave the other half for the other person to guess.

…Han Yue's act of cutting off the live stream caused countless players to wail in despair, but it did not dampen their enthusiasm.

On the contrary, the entire player forum has completely exploded.

【Urgent!!! Something terrible has happened in Haicheng!!!】 This post is still at the top, but the discussion below has gone completely off track.

[I'm completely numb, utterly numb. An SS-level apostate, possibly just an avatar? And the goddess sister is just a projection?]

[These two almost destroyed Haicheng while fighting. If their true forms arrived, would Blue Star just be blown up like fireworks?]