One minute ago.
Annie stopped.
Her eyes widened in astonishment.
Her rapid breathing made her chest heave.
No effect?
She stared blankly at Chen Shi.
Soon, she noticed something strange.
She looked down.
Annie froze.
That obvious outline...
Wasn't this a human arousal response?!
What did this mean!
My deadly test.
He wasn't disgusted.
Instead... he got hard?
Was he looking down on me!
Annie bit her lip.
A flash of anger crossed her eyes.
She leaned forward out of spite.
Pressing more weight onto Chen Shi.
The fabric of the nun's habit slid.
Her pale thigh pressed directly between his legs.
Pinning him down.
Trying to use the pressure of an S-rank anomaly to break his defenses.
But Chen Shi kept his eyes closed.
His face showed pure enjoyment.
His breathing grew even heavier.
Annie fumed.
A terrifying S-rank natural disaster.
She couldn't even make a human feel fear or disgust?
She glanced at the tentacles spraying slime around them.
Her eyes lit up.
Annie puffed out her cheeks.
Like a stubborn little girl.
Her throat moved.
She began to seriously gather saliva.
Glaring viciously at Chen Shi's close-up face.
She thought: Let's see you pretend now!
Patooey.
She opened her mouth.
A mouthful of crystal-clear saliva spat directly onto Chen Shi's face.
No putrid smell.
No burning acid.
Sliding down Chen Shi's cheek.
There was only a rich, sweet fragrance.
The moment the spit landed, the Dragon Country stream fell dead silent.
Everyone closed their eyes in despair.
Waiting for Chen Shi to be melted into a pool of blood.
One second.
Two seconds.
No screams.
No hissing of dissolving flesh.
Viewers boldly opened their eyes.
On screen, Chen Shi was completely unharmed.
He wasn't just fine.
He didn't even frown!
The stream boiled over.
[He's fine! Brother Chen tanked the S-rank anomaly's venom!]
[I told you! He's definitely no ordinary man!]
[What normal person stays steady as a mountain with a monster in their face?]
Inside the Dragon Country Command Center.
The Director spun around.
Staring fixedly at the screen:
"Investigate Chen Shi's true identity immediately!"
"Access maximum clearance!"
"He is definitely not just a relationship coach!"
The foreign viewers completely broke down.
The chat filled with impotent rage.
[Impossible! This is absolute cheating!]
[The Dragon Country officials must have bribed the game mechanics!]
[Why are our elites melting from mud while he gets spat on by an S-rank boss and is totally fine?!]
But these clamors were instantly drowned out by surging Dragon Country comments.
[If you suck, practice more! If you can't afford to lose, don't play!]
[Yelling 'rigged' just because you're incompetent? Get out, foreigners!]
[Our Brother Chen has innate invincibility!]
[Die mad about it!]
Meanwhile, inside the church.
Chen Shi's body shuddered violently.
Not only was he not disgusted.
He felt like he was in heaven.
The rich fragrance drilled into his nostrils.
The spit on his face even carried a hint of warm sweetness.
Coupled with the startling softness pressing against him.
And the extreme mental stimulation of an S-rank female ghost in his face.
He was completely numb.
His physiological reaction instantly intensified.
Chen Shi uncontrollably parted his lips.
His tongue darted out.
Instinctively licking the crystal liquid sliding to his lips.
Smack.
He even smacked his lips.
Annie froze.
The scythe on Chen Shi's neck wavered slightly.
She widened her eyes.
Staring at the intoxicated man with closed eyes.
He... licked it?
He actually swallowed the spit I used to torture him?!
The sensation from their pressed legs completely shattered Annie's perception.
That undisguised heat.
With the drop of saliva.
Not only did it not retreat, it grew even more aggressive.
Annie stared down blankly.
In the dim light of the church.
This murderous, cold, and brutal S-rank ghost.
An inexplicable blush crept up her pale cheeks.
In the stream, the chat fell briefly silent.
Then it erupted like a nuclear explosion.
[Holy shit! He licked it?!]
[He actually licked the S-rank ghost's spit?!]
[This mental fortitude, this courage, Brother Chen is my god for life!]
[Whoever calls Brother Chen weak again, I'll fight them! This is a real tough guy!]
The foreign viewers went completely crazy.
Spamming curses across the screen:
[Crazy! He's absolutely crazy!]
[Daring to provoke and desecrate an S-rank anomaly!]
[Just wait, that spit is definitely highly toxic!]
[He's courting death, he'll be bleeding from his seven orifices any second now!]
Both sides cursed fiercely, neither backing down.
Inside the Dragon Country Command Center.
The Director and a group of battle-hardened analysts stared at the screen.
Cold sweat pouring down.
"What kind of god-tier mental fortitude is this..."
The Director pulled out a handkerchief, wiping his sweat frantically.
Looking at the slightly enjoying face on the screen.
His voice trembled.
"Daring to do this under the scythe of an S-rank anomaly."
"Is he really human?"
The scene cut back to the church.
Annie was frozen in place.
A storm raged in her mind.
Why?
Why wasn't he afraid?
Not only unafraid, but even... enjoying it?
Was he just a pure pervert?
Impossible.
The moment an ordinary human touched the aura of an S-rank anomaly.
Their mind would instantly collapse, and their body would be corrupted.
Was he a high-level anomaly disguised as a human?
Incorrect.
Restricted by the rules, no other anomalies could mix in with the Chosen.
Annie stared at Chen Shi's bobbing Adam's apple.
Watching him swallow her spit without any resistance.
A flash of insight hit her.
An item!
This cunning human.
He must be carrying an extremely rare, special item capable of absorbing and digesting ghost power!
Thinking she saw through the truth.
The blush on Annie's face quickly faded.
Coldness and stubborn defiance reignited in her eyes.
If it's an item that absorbs ghost power, it must have a limit!
As long as I spit enough, and fast enough.
I'll forcibly overload that item's conversion limit.
Let's see you pretend then!
Let's see you cry and beg for mercy later!
Thinking this, Annie drew a deep breath.
Her cheeks puffed high.
Aiming at Chen Shi's face.
Patooey! Patooey patooey patooey!
The crystal-clear saliva fired like a fully automatic machine gun.
Spitting out madly in a continuous barrage.
Tat-tat-tat-tat—
The fragrant saliva rained down densely.
Instantly washing Chen Shi's face.
The Dragon Country stream's just-settled hearts were instantly suspended again.
Under the HD camera, sharp-eyed viewers caught the change in Annie's expression.
[Oh no! The nun is overheating!]
[She's anxious! Red-faced and grinding her teeth, she's getting serious!]
[It's over, the last time could be called testing, but this definitely carries killing intent!]
Amidst the worries, some sent comments to cheer him on:
[What are you panicking for?]
[Forcing an aloof S-rank ghost to spit like a little girl.]
[Doesn't this exactly prove our Brother Chen is hiding his terrifying strength?]
[Right! Anyone else would have been cleaved by the scythe.]
[The big boss dropped her blade to use spit instead, Brother Chen definitely has something up his sleeve!]
However, these comments immediately drew a frenzied counterattack from foreign IPs.
As if grasping at straws, they began mocking wildly:
[Stupid Dragon Country people!]
[Angering an S-rank anomaly, he is definitely dead!]
[Think about the game's underlying logic!]
[The foundation of all rules is obedience and reverence for the staff.]
[Chen Shi dared to be so disrespectful, even desecrating her, this is courting death!]
[Even if he survives this wave of spit with an item.]
[He angered an NPC, triggering a hidden elimination mechanism.]
[Once the prayer ends, he will definitely die!]
[Dragon Country noob, prepare to face the wrath of an S-rank anomaly!]