Unbeknownst to her, on the top floor of the tower in the real world, Wen Zhaoye was staring at her screen with a furrowed brow.

What's with this pure human being?

Why do you talk so much?

He also always says strange things.

However, she was quite observant and very bold, much better than those useless people who only knew how to cry and act recklessly.

But she didn't seem to want those good-for-nothings to die, and those good-for-nothings weren't even that group of people.

A flash of the light shouldn't be a problem; it doesn't break the rules he set.

It's also reasonable that the bricks are loose.

Just show her the map once, just once!

Anyway, she definitely won't be able to find a pattern!

When Wen Zhaoye heard Zixi complain that the nutritional paste tasted bad, he just thought she was making a fuss.

But then I subconsciously started thinking about what this cute and lively little human liked to eat.

Will she like to eat meat like him?

An impulse, which he himself could not understand, to do her a favor was quietly growing within him.

His grand plan to destroy the world and his mother's dying words of not believing anyone led to a frenzied fight.

This exacerbated his already chaotic mental state, causing his head to throb with pain.

No, I can't trust anyone.

I survived to the last day, albeit with some close calls.

Zixi also ate strawberry-flavored nutritional supplements for six days.

However, Zi Xi also felt an unprecedented sense of anticipation.

What will happen in seven days?

Previously, the entire army was wiped out, so this time, were all the survivors teleported out, or were they all killed by Wen Zhaoye on the last day?

Ah, never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore.

The original owner's physical condition was so poor that she would probably die on the spot after running 800 meters. So during this period, the small room was turned into Zi Xi's gym.

Do leg raises or push-ups whenever you have free time.

The exercise was basically just a bunch of amateurish flailing around, better than nothing.

But every time she collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, she felt as if there was a disappointed look in her eyes.

Secondly, during this time she searched for everything related to this world.

Information regarding orc abilities and the appearance of vortex-type structures.

The orc-dominated modern society's technology tree is a bit off-track, with certain aspects of materials science and psychomechanics seemingly quite advanced.

Not all orcs have superpowers; most simply have enhanced physical abilities and some orc characteristics.

A small number of orcs may awaken racial talents or special abilities, such as the intimidating roar of the werewolves and the low-level illusion of the foxes.

The conditions for awakening one's abilities are also very demanding, usually requiring extreme emotional stimulation or a special opportunity.

In the storyline, judging from news and forum fragments, the vortex type seems to lean towards physical paranormal phenomena, traps, monsters, and survival games.

However, a few years later, some people speculated that there might be vortexes of mental pollution, strange rules, or even time and space distortion.

Zi Xi's head was spinning just thinking about it.

Just as she was frantically absorbing knowledge, some unexpected little accidents occurred.

She wanted to understand the range of olfactory sensitivity of different orc races when an encrypted folder suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the monitoring screen.

It wasn't encrypted; it just contained a collection of internal research institute data reports. After reviewing them all, the folder self-destructed.

"Next time... it might be more of a mental attack. Monitors, please prioritize protecting the mind."

There was even one time when Zixi was dozing off, a line of text suddenly flashed on her screen.

The characters were distorted, as if they had been struggled to type, and disappeared in an instant, as fast as Zi Xi's illusion.

"Thanks, was it some unknown fairy godmother or a system bug?"

Zi Xi thanked the air, then silently organized and archived these unexpected windfalls in her mind.

Unbeknownst to her, a certain fairy godmother, while clutching her throbbing head and resisting the mental onslaught of her mother's dying words, couldn't help but hand her a cheat sheet.