Countdown 00:19:48

Like the first time, the ghost disappeared quickly after killing a person.

But the fear has not disappeared.

It is like a thin, cold rope that wraps around the neck of every passerby, tightening it a little bit, and then tightening it.

The iron plate cannot be prevented, and the rules that stick to the rules are ineffective. Even if the blessing of the lucky star is futile.

No one knows when the next ghost will come out.

No one knows who will die next time.

This small captain's room has become a more creepy purgatory than the previous banquet hall.

"The stationery tree is useless at all. Who has the defensive phantom tools? Take it out quickly-" The skeleton bride who still twisted the faucet with both hands and shouted loudly.

"Will you wait until now if there is one?" Zhuzi took off her clothes completely. She was the first to throw her T-shirt into the water puddle. She squatted down and pressed the clothes to let them absorb water as soon as possible.

The skeleton thought of the precious stationery as soon as he saw it, and he was heartbroken: "Your 'approaching science' was used too early-"

Zheng Luozhu jumped up, rushed to the sink, and wrung the water-sucked T-shirt with all the water: "If we didn't use it at that time, we wouldn't have a chance to find this place!"

The water wrung out of the clothes flowed along the sink, and there was no worrying "blocking and storing water".

The skeleton bride staring at the sink breathed a sigh of relief. He was holding the faucet. If a ghost appeared in the sink, he would be the first to be heroic.

The remaining passers-by over the place took off their clothes without exception, surrounded them next to the puddle, and joined the busy army of floor-wiping.

The skeleton bride cannot take off and can’t help. She can only pray that everyone will move faster and faster.

He didn't have too much thought about defensive illusions.

Because that thing is indeed rare.

In the levels before the dungeon, phantom tools that can protect against ghosts are rare. After entering the dungeon, it is difficult to even see ordinary phantom tools, let alone such rare ones.

That's why he felt more distressed about "approaching science". When Zheng Luozhu used it, his heart was bleeding just by watching.

But as Zheng Luozhu said, if they didn't use it at that time, they wouldn't even have the chance to arrive here.

Countdown 00:14:07

The water absorption efficiency of fifteen pieces of clothing is still extremely high. After a few people went back and forth, the puddle was basically dry, but there were obvious wet water stains at the bottom of the pit. The clothes used by many passers-by to "wipe the floor" were all wet. Even if they wrung it, they were still wet, and at most they could not get out of water.

Fifteen friends carrying wet clothes, look at me, look at you, and look at you, let’s see the water pit together.

All of them swallowed: "That's all?"

He Lu wiped the water droplets on the back of his hand with his clothes: "It should be OK."

"Although there is no water in the puddle, it is still tide," Zheng Luozhu has been shaking the clothes in his hand. "There are also these 'rags', which are all moisture inside before they are really dry."

Tanhua was desperate: "If you say that, the cells in our body are still full of water, and there is also water in the air. Why are we struggling with? Just wait for death."

"You..." Zheng Luozhu was about to argue with him when a ghost suddenly appeared on the ground at the edge of the puddle.

I wiped the puddle for five minutes, but nothing happened.

The puddle was wiped dry, but the ghost appeared. This heavy hammer not only caught the passers-by off guard, but also knocked them to pieces.

After the ghost came out, he went straight to a member of the Iron Blood Camp team.

"Be careful--" He Lu rushed from the side and threw the person down.

His speed was unprecedentedly fast, and he was actually ahead of the ghost.

The ghost disappeared quietly.

Leon, who was closest to He Lu, and another member of the Iron Blood Camp team went over and pulled the person up.

"Is it okay?" the members of the Iron Blood Camp asked with concern.

"It's okay." He Lu took a breath, lowered his head to pull the team member who was knocked down by him, but as soon as his hand stretched out halfway, he was frozen there.

His brother lay there straight, his unclosed eyes with fear of the last moment of his life remaining.

The value of the neck ring between the neck is 100.

The ghost didn't hurt him.

But he thought he could not escape and would definitely die. At that moment, he was killed by the fear in his heart.

"94." Tanhua suddenly said.

He Lu looked up, his face unbearable grief: "What did you say?"

"When the ghost came out, the fear value of his neck ring was 94, which was the highest among all of us." Tanhua Hua looked at all of his partners, "and the two ghost attacks before were chosen by the people with the highest fear value at that time."

Zheng Luozhu: "Are you sure?"

Tanhua: "Don't forget what my stationery tree is."

Of course remember.

[Unforget it after seeing it], one of the most enviable types of stationery trees in Zheng Luozhu - the smart one.

"You mean, ghosts are not attacking indiscriminately," Edogawa heard the clue. "Will it pick someone closest to the death fear value at that time?"

Tanhua nodded: "Yes."

"It's a water droplet." Guan Lan and Nange, who had returned to the other side of the puddle, squatting down to observe, spoke at the same time.

Everyone immediately surrounded him: "What water droplets?"

There is no need to answer Guan Lan and Nan Ge.

As soon as they approached, everyone saw clearly that a drop of water was lying quietly on the ground at the edge of the puddle. It was probably because someone who had brought his clothes to the sink to twist it accidentally dripped it.

In fact, such water droplets were everywhere in the busy battle to wipe the ground. But after drying the water puddle, careful Nange reminded everyone to wipe the surroundings of the water puddles, so basically all the water droplets splashed on the ground were gone, only one left, becoming a fish that escaped the net.

"The moisture should be safe, and the dangerous thing is 'bright water'." Guan Lan said, and directly wiped the water droplets with his fingers and turned them into water stains.

Ming water, like open fire, can be seen, touched, and water.

Such as puddles, faucets, and water droplets.

Everyone looked at each other and subconsciously rubbed their hands that had been wiped on their pants for a second time. It was dry and painful.

Even the skeleton bride twisted the faucet quickly let go of her hand, rubbed her clothes twice before she held it back.

Countdown 00:11:53

The last drop of water in the room was also wiped off.

Because he was not very relieved, Zhou Yunhui, the leader of the Kongming Dungeon Branch, used [Star Fire] to bake all suspicious places. The heat control was extremely accurate. Although a few burnt black marks were left in the puddle, most of the water stains were baked and dried, and it was still worth remembering.

"There should be no problem now, right?" Zheng Luozhu looked around, and it was the first time he felt a little relieved after entering the house.

The sink was dry, the ground was dry, the puddle was dry, the faucet and the skeleton bride were twisted, and there was no drop of water in the whole house.

"It should be OK," Guan Lan sat on the ground in the middle of the house, raising her arms to look at the countdown in the papermaking, "The next thing is to wait."

Everyone also sat down one after another, and unconsciously gathered together to sit in a group, like a bonfire party, as if this kind of grouping would make people feel more secure.

He Lu: "There are ten minutes left and it will pass soon."

Tanhua: "I'm afraid that something will happen in the last few minutes."

Zhou Yunhui: "Can you say something good?"

All of them: "Is this scary? Then you're done. Isn't it just picking attacks with the highest fear value? The more you are afraid, the more it looks for you."

Big Four: "Don't do this, we should encourage each other more at this time."

Zhou Yunhui: "Hey, look, this is positive energy. Xiao Sixi, should I come to Kongming lantern?"

All of them: "Where we go, our lotus is about to wither, and you are still pulling the petals!"

Zhou Yunhui: “…”

He couldn't tell for a moment whether this was an objective statement or a self-deprecating person.

"You guys are having a good chat," the skeleton bride "Facial Guardian" standing next to the sink was about to twist her hands. "Do you dare to come over and change my shift..."

"bite--"

The sudden prompt sound made the atmosphere that had just been relieved and solidified again.

Everyone raised their arms in unison, and even the skeleton bride bent down and pointed it out with the tip of her chin.

:The last ten minutes left, the ghost is among you.

The room was terrifyingly quiet.

The fifteen passers-by slowly looked up, looking at me, and I looked at you, but their eyes were no longer the trust and reliance they had before, but panic and horror.

"Don't rush to doubt it first." The more the critical moment, Zheng Luozhu was inspired. "Even if the ghost is among us, the requirement to pass the level is not to catch the ghost, but to stay here until the countdown ends."

"Yes," Nange was the first to stand on his own partner's side, "so we just need to stay like this and don't get lost. That ghost can't do anything."

"That's right," the skeleton bride echoed from the air, "it can't jump out of the explosion in full view of everyone, right?"

"Why can't it?" Kongming Deng team members looked at the skeleton bride suspiciously, "If it jumped out at the last moment and exploded, we were all in a state of no way out, would you be responsible?"
To be continued...