The stream descended into chaos again.
Inside the church.
Annie's cheeks ached.
She stopped.
Panting slightly.
She looked down at Chen Shi.
She had spat for thirty seconds.
Even with an item.
A normal human should have exploded from the ghost energy.
They should be broken.
She watched him expectantly.
Waiting for the collapse.
The begging.
Chen Shi kept his eyes closed.
He inhaled deeply.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
No pain.
His flush deepened.
He let out a comfortable sigh.
Annie froze.
The hand gripping the scythe trembled.
Chen Shi raised his hands.
He wiped his wet face.
Under horrified gazes.
He patted the saliva evenly into his skin.
Like applying facial cleanser.
Rubbing it carefully over his cheeks and forehead.
A faint tingle seeped into his pores.
Refreshing.
Like deep skin purification.
Chen Shi leaned back.
He felt touched.
Sister Nun is so nice.
While Others get covered in mud.
She secretly gives me a skincare treatment.
The Dragon Country stream went silent.
Then it exploded.
[What... what is he doing?!]
[Using an S-rank ghost's spit as skincare?! Am I blind?!]
[Crazy! Brother Chen must be a god!]
[From today on, Chen Shi is my foster father!]
[Whoever calls him weak again, I will hunt you down!]
The foreign comments collapsed.
Only impotent rage remained.
[Hallucination! It must be!]
[Impossible! Broadcast bug!]
[Why isn't he melting!]
[How can he use it as face wash!]
[Dragon Country is cheating!]
[Why doesn't the ghost kill him?!]
[Report! I'm reporting Dragon Country for hacking!]
He actually did it.
[Beep: Report failed. Reporter's lifespan reduced by one month.]
[Fuck!!!!!]
Inside the Dragon Country Horror Countermeasures Bureau.
Clatter.
The Director's pen fell.
High-ranking officials stared at the screen.
Sweat on their foreheads.
Looking at the "Ordinary Relationship Coach" like he was a monster.
Inside the church.
Annie shut down.
Her terrifying pressure.
Her deadly fluids.
Reduced to skincare products.
The hard sensation against her leg trampled her dignity.
She pulled back numbly.
She picked up the giant scythe.
Turning around stiffly.
Her usually swaying walk was now a stumble.
[Ding! Ghost Nun Annie Frustration +10, Affection +5.]
[Note: Anomalies develop multiple emotions towards the host.]
[Frustration: Determines her psychological defense.]
[Higher frustration triggers competitiveness.]
[She will want to test and challenge the host.]
[Until her shell shatters and she is conquered.]
[Affection: Current progress 5/100.]
[At 100, the ghost completely trust you and will form a contract with you.]
[You can try to score her anytime, but stay alive]
[Reach 10 to unlock basic intel!]
[The S-rank anomaly will become absolutely loyal!]
[System will issue rich breeding rewards and power feedback!]
Chen Shi smirked.
Satisfied.
This system was straightforward.
Dong—
The bell tolled.
Twenty minutes were up.
"Prayer is over."
Holy light crashed down from the dome.
Enveloping every survivor.
The light flowed.
Burning away the slime and rot.
Purifying the filth forced into their stomachs.
Wounds healed instantly.
The Chosen opened their eyes.
Standing up.
The church remained silent.
Finally, someone spoke hoarsely.
"Just the first level. Over a dozen dead."
"Unprecedented danger."
Someone whispered.
"Stay calm."
"We will figure out the patterns."
Before he finished.
Several people collapsed.
Dry heaving.
The filth was gone.
But the nausea remained.
"Unbearable. No human can withstand that smell!"
Agreement echoed.
Even Elena looked pale.
Clutching her stomach.
Just then.
The muscular man turned.
He saw Chen Shi.
He froze.
Everyone else was gagging.
Chen Shi leaned back.
Looking refreshed.
His cheeks were moist.
Glistening under the lights.
Like he just finished a spa treatment.
The muscular man rubbed his eyes.
Pointing at Chen Shi.
"Brother... what is that on your face?"
Chen Shi wiped it casually.
"Oh. That beautiful nun's saliva."
The gagging stopped.
Dozens of eyes stared at him.
The muscleman stuttered.
"S-say that again? Whose spit?"
"The ghost nun with the scythe."
Chen Shi repeated patiently.
Someone swallowed.
"You weren't corroded? How... does it feel?"
Chen Shi savored it.
"Pretty fragrant. And moisturizing."
Silence.
People looked at their mud-stained clothes.
Then at Chen Shi's glowing face.
They broke.
"Why?"
A Chosen asked.
"Why do we get mud? Why are you fine after getting spat on?"
"Why does she treat you specially!"
Chen Shi thought.
"Maybe because I'm handsome. And lucky. Hehe."
The crowd was speechless.
Questioning reality.
In a meat grinder like this.
You survive on looks?
The foreign stream broke.
Furious barking filled the chat.
[Stop pretending!]
[Lucky pretty boy!]
[An S-rank anomaly falling for you?]
[Definite cheating item!]
[Wait till your item fails!]
Dragon Country viewers struck back.
[He is handsome! Jealous?]
[Better than your vomit-covered players!]
[Brother Chen's looks charm ghosts. Deal with it!]
At the edge.
Elena watched quietly.
Her gaze sweeping over Chen Shi.
Thoughtful.
On the other side.
Several grim Chosen gathered.
"Is the intel true?"
A lean man asked.
"Absolutely."
The scar-faced man sneered.
"Top secret."
"The true purpose isn't just slaughter."
"Enough people die."
"Triggers a hidden mechanism."
"Subsequent levels get easier."
They exchanged glances.
To survive.
Others had to die.
Scarface lifted his chin.
Locking onto Chen Shi.
"Look at that Dragon Country man."
Greed filled his eyes.
"A rookie."
"So calm facing an S-rank anomaly."
"He has a top-tier item."
The person next to him swallowed.
"Kill him for loot?"
"Violence is forbidden. We will all die."
Scarface looked away.
A vicious sneer appeared.
"Who said we have to do it ourselves?"
He pointed at the floating rules.
"The knife for killing."
"Is written clearly in the rules."