Yueya’s question brought the players’ thoughts back to the time before they entered the dungeon.

Twelve frowned: "My memory is a little fuzzy, I vaguely remember that we had a conversation, let me think about it..."

"I remember now," Ke Ke said in a deep voice, "It seems that a voice asked me what I was afraid of, and I gave the answer without hesitation."

"Me too!" Twelve's face turned pale. "Indeed, there was such a conversation. I told the system that I have claustrophobia. So this copy is really customized according to our fears?"

"Whether it is true or not, we will know after verifying it," Yue Ya looked at Ke Ke: "What was your answer at that time?"

Ke Ke bit her lower lip and said, "When I was a kid, I fell into the water and almost drowned in a stinky pond. I don't like that kind of turbid, sticky, and smelly liquid. I'm even more afraid of being drowned by it. The fear of suffocation is almost engraved in my body."

"Tick...tick..." The sound of dripping water became more and more frequent. Everyone looked up and saw that the white ceiling had been contaminated by scarlet blood. No one knew where the blood came from. It fell like rain and gathered under everyone's feet, almost submerging the surface of their shoes.

"It's a turbid, sticky liquid with a strong odor," Yue Ya looked at the ground and asked Ke Ke, "Does blood count?"

Ke Ke covered her mouth and nose and answered in a hoarse voice: "Forget it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood under his feet suddenly rose up without warning and had already reached Keke's calves.

Lao Ji took a deep breath and said, "Although I am not afraid of blood, everyone is afraid of being drowned in blood, right?"

Yueya thought for a moment and asked Keke: "Were you scared just now?"

Ke Ke looked ashamed: "Yes, when I feel fear in my heart, the blood rises. The blood evolves from my fear and becomes more and more intense with my fear. Although I have discovered the pattern, I cannot control the fear in my heart."

"I understand you," Twelve sighed, "When I was in the dark, I couldn't control my emotions... I only relied on Crescent Moon to comfort me and stabilize my emotions."

"If you can't control yourself, you can only eliminate external factors or use external objects," Yue Ya chuckled, "Didn't Lao Ji just say that everyone is afraid of drowning? But the non-human one really enjoys this blood."

Everyone rushed to look for the Ghost King in Red, only to see him lying in pools of blood with his hands as his head resting on them. He looked very comfortable, like a fish in water.

"Why are you all looking at me?" The Ghost King touched his face and asked, "Is there something wrong with my face?"

Yue Ya smiled innocently: "I have something to ask of you."

A minute later, the Red Ghost King touched his round belly and burped bloodily: "Do you want to continue drinking later? This blood tastes so bad."

After saying this, he licked his lips with satisfaction.

"Your mission is to drink up every drop of blood here," Yue Ya paused, "Maybe you can turn into a real Red Clothes here."

"Don't be ridiculous. It's not that easy to practice in Red Clothes." The Ghost King waved his hand and said, "I'll just drink it."

"This is the first time I've seen such an obedient NPC. He's so cute." Ke Ke was amused by this scene, and all her negative emotions disappeared.

"What is an NPC? Are you referring to me?" The Ghost King shook his head and said, "Miss, you are wrong. I am not obedient. I am just being kind to women and I can't bear to see you scared."

Yueya: "Are you sure it's not because the blood tastes good?"

The Ghost King waved his hand: "It tastes just average, just average."

[To join the anchor’s team, do you have to be able to cook?]

[They say the taste is average, but the aftertaste is okay]

[Just listen to me, don't make excuses]

[Twelve is afraid of confinement, Keke is afraid of drowning, Yuezi is not afraid of anything, so what is Laoji afraid of?]

When the light appeared, the screen of the live broadcast room also appeared. Yue Ya could see the barrage, and the players also thought of the questions that the audience thought of.

Noticing the players' gazes, Yue Ya took the initiative to say, "I know what you want to ask. My answer at the time was no. I have nothing to fear."

"Then you are truly indestructible." Twelve was a little envious.

"Old Ji, what are you afraid of?" Yue Ya asked in a calm voice.

Lao Ji's face turned ugly: "I'm afraid of ghosts."

Everyone looked at the Ghost King at the same time. He was the only ghost they could see at the moment.

The Ghost King showed a strange and somewhat smug expression on his face: "Are you afraid of me?"

Lao Ji shook his head: "I don't mean this kind of weak ghost."

Ghost King: "How come I'm a weak ghost? I'm super powerful!"

[Weak! Ghost! Hahahahahaha!!]

[Not much harm, but very insulting]

[Yes, yes, you are super fierce, the most fierce ghost in the universe, the one who was so scared that his hands were shaking before was definitely not you]

Old Ji ignored the Ghost King, his Adam's apple sliding nervously, "To be more direct, I'm actually afraid of boss-level NPCs. No matter if they are fierce ghosts, zombies, evil gods or monsters, they are often vicious and cunning, and powerful. I have had several near-death experiences... If it is true as you said, this instance is made up of our fears, then if any of them shows up, I'm afraid we will be powerless to save the situation, because there are only a dozen minutes left in the countdown."

Old Ji probably recalled some memories, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Yue Ya always felt that these words were somewhat familiar. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw a headless corpse appear behind Lao Ji.

"There really is a ghost!" The Ghost King screamed and scared the headless ghost away.

"Where is the ghost?" Lao Ji turned around in panic, only to see a wall splattered with blood.

The others looked at the Ghost King in silence, questioning him with their eyes, "What are you shouting about?"

The ghost king looked innocent: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled so loudly. I didn't expect that I could scare it away. Have I become more powerful?"

Everyone looked away silently.

Silence is better than words at this moment. The Ghost King felt that he was deeply hurt again and was heartbroken.

Yue Ya: "If he can be scared away by him, he is definitely not a powerful person."

Poof, another blow.

Ke Ke: “I agree.”

Puff, puff, two slashes. The ghost king turned away sadly.

The players were still discussing, and Twelve said: "The appearance of the headless ghost also shows that the more we fear something, the more it will come. Lao Ji was a little emotional just now and a ghost appeared. If he can't control his emotions, it's only a matter of time before a fierce ghost appears."

Yue Ya nodded: "Yeah." The location where the headless ghost appeared was a bit subtle, and he was a little concerned.

Ke Ke glanced at the countdown: "The lights will be turned off soon."

Yue Ya turned his gaze to Twelve and said, "I have two plans. One is to use a furry little animal to heal you so that you don't have any random thoughts. The other is to let you sleep for five minutes. Which one do you choose?"

"I'll choose one. I'm a fur lover," Twelve said without hesitation, "But where is the fur here?"

Yueya let Feifei come out. It lay on Yueya's shoulder, gracefully combed its furry neck, and glanced at Twelve with its beautiful heterochromatic eyes, as if silently asking him: You are the only one who wants to pet me?

The twelve stars looked at Fei Fei and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I want to jerk you off!"

Yueya raised an eyebrow: "Can you communicate with animals?"

"Well, I have this skill." Twelve carefully picked up Fei Fei, with a satisfied look on his face: "You are so lucky to have such a beautiful pet."

Yue Ya: "I'm giving it to you, you have to protect it well."

Twelve nodded heavily: "I understand."

Yue Ya paused and said, "In fact, I think you can control your emotions, even the fear that is engraved in your bones. You can come here, so you are stronger than you think."

The players looked at each other, their eyes becoming more determined.

[Of course Feifei doesn't need his protection. Yuezai probably hopes that Twelve can defeat his fear with a sense of responsibility. It's still up to Maorong to save the world.]

[It is definitely not that easy to completely defeat fear, but this trick will definitely be able to fight fear for a short period of time]

[Even if they can temporarily resist, they still haven't found a way to leave. Once the countdown ends, they will be kissed by the boss]

[The time is still too tight. In a regular instance, 30 minutes is only enough for players to get familiar with the environment.]

[Have some confidence in Yuezai. If the boss really makes him cry, I will let Feifei Chumi go back.]

[The light is about to disappear. We can only listen to the sound again. See you in 5 minutes, family! 3, 2, 1...]

The secret room fell into darkness again, which meant that the countdown was halfway through.

In the pure darkness, they could not see anything, but they could hear the sound of dripping blood, heavy breathing, and the sound of water rippling. Something might pop up and attack them at any time. As long as they were afraid in their hearts, their living space would shrink again. This feeling of oppression could only be experienced by those who were in it.

Maybe it was Yue Ya's previous words that worked, or maybe it was that Mao Rongrong's healing power was really extraordinary. Twelve hugged Mao Rongrong tightly, adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and his mood really calmed down a lot.

When Feifei licked his fingertips, he smiled happily.

Ke Ke said to him: "Don't laugh so wantonly, our current situation is not very clear."

"I think it's pretty clear," Twelve said, "The sound of dripping blood has become much quieter. Are you in a pretty stable state of mind?"

Ke Ke: "It's OK. I was afraid that Brother Gui would eat too much, so I was trying to control my emotions."

"I'm fine, I can still eat, but..." The Ghost King's voice was a little shaky: "Do you feel that the atmosphere here has changed? It seems... it seems that there are a lot more colleagues, and I feel a little uncomfortable with the crowding."

Two cold hands were placed on his shoulders. As soon as Yue Ya pressed one of the hands, several more hands came onto his arms and neck. The cold air surrounded him, freezing his skin.

There were gasps from both sides at the same time, and it seemed that other players were also harassed by these ghosts.

Twelve whispered, "Old Ji, please control your emotions. The chamber is almost full and I am having a hard time breathing."

Lao Ji's voice was more trembling than his: "I tried hard, but in the dark I couldn't control my imagination..."

"Don't even think about it!" Twelve's voice was a little distorted: "Please ask some NPCs to have some professional ethics. If you want to scare people, then scare them. Isn't it a bit too much to tickle me?"

“…”

The NPC who had no professional ethics quietly put his hand on Yueya's waist.

Yue Ya's face darkened: "Let's do it."

The players here are all experienced players. How could they allow themselves to be bullied by ghosts? They all used their own methods to deal with the evil ghosts that were approaching.

"Meow~" It's time to eat! It's time to eat!

"What? You want to eat them?" Twelve shouted in shock, "Aren't you just an ordinary little kitten?"

Feifei: “Baji, baji, baji…” Do you think I’m ordinary?

The Ghost King quietly moved away from the center of the war, drinking blood diligently, and said tremblingly: "Don't hurt me by mistake, I have been soaking in the river for so many years, and it doesn't taste good at all!"