Chapter 468 Chinese Horror: Hmm? You... saw me?
Temptation and fear are common problems encountered in the abyss. The first involves people's desires, and the second can make professionals stop at the door of the abyss.
Especially those professionals who have narrowly escaped death in the abyss will have a greater fear of the abyss.
The second underground floor is the abyss called fear.
Kong Yi looked at the man in front of him, and because he was in a daze, he called his father, but the next moment his eyes were full of disgust.
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"Don't be embarrassed if you are dead. I was the one who set you on fire in the first place. Now I might as well kill you again."
Kong Yi's fear only lasted less than a second.
He directly threw a ball of dark element energy, blasting to pieces the "old friend" who was once his father, and who was also a nightmare that kept him awake at night in the later years. Now he can only make himself slightly stunned.
Kong Yi did not deny that he was afraid of the word father.
But what he was afraid of was not this person, but the 6-year-old himself who set fire to death of this "domestic violence man".
"..."
Kong Yi spat at the minced meat on the ground, then looked back at the dark blood eyes staring at him on the wall, and chuckled.
This chuckle was naturally meant for Zheng Yu.
Through the broadcast of the Dark Blood Eye, Zheng Yu could see that Kong Yi cleared the second underground floor in just a few seconds.
Relaxed and amazingly psychological.
Later, many professionals entered the second underground level. The most fearful things in their hearts were usually the abyss they had experienced, the abyss monsters they had been unable to face, or some psychological shadows.
But generally it comes from the abyss.
After all, in the normal world, no matter how terrifying things are, they cannot be compared to those in the abyss.
Among this group of players, only Kong Yi was able to get rid of fear in an instant. This lunatic was really not afraid of anything.
butβ¦β¦
Zheng Yu smiled softly.
You can overcome fear because you know so little about fear.
As Kong Yi entered the three-story underground prison, an hour had passed since the contestants entered the prison.
Currently, only Kong Yi has entered the third floor.
The remaining 95% of the players are still trapped on the first level.
Audiences watching the game online also raised some questions.
"Is it too difficult? This first level trapped almost all the contestants, killing them silently? Who can escape this?"
"I think they are too weak?"
"Weak? They are top talents from various countries. They all need to pay a lot of resources to get tickets. If they are weak, then you can find someone strong for me?"
"Zheng Yu?"
"Is he considered a newcomer?"
"Should... forget it?"
"I guess Zheng Yu designed this prison based on his own strength, so it seems difficult."
Lu Xiuwen took a screenshot of these discussions on the Internet and handed it to Zheng Yu, "As you expected, it is indeed a little more difficult."
Zheng Yu said with a smile: "It's normal. After all, these people who commented can be said to be almost ordinary people who have not entered the abyss."
"They don't understand the abyss, they have never entered the abyss, and they have no idea of ββthe horror and danger of the abyss."
"So, show it to them."
Zheng Yu looked at the players trapped on the first floor, "I never regarded this as a competition, and the professionals are not here to provide us with entertainment performances."
"Keep reading."
In fact, Zheng Yu and Lu Xiuwen had expected these discussions. Zheng Yu had expected this after he told Lu Xiuwen his concept of designing a death row prison.
Because death row is designed to be difficult and... cruel.
In fact, after Zheng Yu participated in a young professional competition, he had the idea of ββββchanging the competition system.
The battle of professionals...what is the purpose?
Is it performed to entertain the audience?
Or is it simply about competing to achieve results and gain fame?
Zheng Yu feels that this kind of competition has absolutely no value or meaning.
whenβ¦β¦
The bell rings.
The first six hours are over.
At this time, Kong Yi had passed through the third level of bloody hell and defeated the killing array composed of crocodiles and prison guards.
But he was trapped by the ghost wall on the fourth floor underground.
Because of the special care from Edmund and the Death Witch, Kong Yi repeatedly hit the wall and couldn't get out at all.
Now Edmund is no longer the first person to go down. Being given special care, he not only faced the fully powerful crocodile, but also once became so angry that he tried to break through Edmund's psychedelic formation with brute force.
I finally cleared the fourth floor.
I happened to meet Louisa from Eagle Country and several other contestants.
There are six of them in total, and they are considered the first echelon going down.
Several people looked at each other but did not say hello or speak, because judging from the current situation, they were competitors with each other.
Neither wants others to be faster than themselves.
Therefore, each has accelerated the pace of entering the fifth level.
Only Kong Yi glanced at the door on the fifth floor that he was about to enter, slowed down in a rare move, and cursed Zheng Yu silently in his heart.
Because there were bright white flags hanging on both sides of the fifth floor, and a pair of embroidered shoes happened to be placed on the side of the door.
Kyushu people are very sensitive to embroidered shoes.
Especially the white banner with embroidered shoes, plus the dark environment and the gusts of cold wind, the cold breath carried by the cold wind made Kong Yi feel chilled.
Typical Chinese horror.
Knowing that Zheng Yu's character might be worse than his own, he had guessed what these foreigners who didn't understand Chinese horror at all would encounter next.
"But, isn't this yin a bit too strong?"
A gust of cold wind blew, and Kong Yi got goose bumps all over his body.
It didn't make him feel scared, but it was indeed frightening.
...
An hour later.
Shouts came one after another in the fifth floor.
In the eyes of Westerners, when encountering terrifying things, just run away. As long as you run hard, you can always survive.
But the characteristics of Chinese horror are...
Run?
Come, look at what's sitting on your neck?
Western horror, I see you!
Chinese horror, huh? You... see me?
In short, they can't beat all kinds of ghosts, even if they have health bars, because Zheng Yu didn't want them to pass the level with brute force.
Run, but they can't run out.
This is the ghost village designed by the red-clothed female ghost herself, how can it be so easy to get out?
Even Kong Yi was a man with a back, because the pair of embroidered shoes depended on him, following him wherever he went, and the female ghost would kill him from time to time.
In fact, Kong Yi felt something was wrong at the beginning.
The crocodile is so strong, how can these new players who can't even take one of his moves pass the level faster than him?
Now he sees it.
It seems that he has been specially taken care of.
"Zheng Yu, thank you so much!"
Kong Yi gritted his teeth and cursed.
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