Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1272. The Emotional Mental Hospital (2)

Chen Xiaoqiang tried to control it, but fear was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, completely out of control.

Looking at the monster before him, he recalled his experience in the novice trial, and tears streamed down his face as his body trembled even more violently.

The monster, blocked by the dagger, became even more agitated. It shook its head and suddenly opened its mouth to bite Bai Ye's neck.

Bai dodged to the side, his dagger making a cut on the monster's body, but the cut healed quickly, as if he had never been injured.

"No, this can't go on!" Zhang Yutong frowned and took out her phone. "I'll play some music to distract it, and you guys figure out a way to calm Xiaoqiang down!"

"Don't play music!" Lin Xi said, taking two steps forward and looking calmly at Chen Xiaoqiang. "Chen Xiaoqiang, look at me."

Chen Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked up at Lin Xi. He would leave, but he would try his best to keep going.

Lin Xi's eyes were firm, without the slightest fear, and her voice was slow and clear.

"Take a deep breath, focus on my voice, and don't think about things that scare you. The fact that you passed the beginner's trial shows that you have the ability to control yourself. Believe in yourself."

Lin Xi's voice was like a warm current, slowly flowing into Chen Xiaoqiang's heart.

Looking into Lin Xi's determined eyes, he subconsciously followed her rhythm and took deep breaths.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... The originally rapid breathing gradually became steady, and the pressure in my chest also lessened.

As his emotions gradually stabilized, the monster's movements slowed down, its black fur began to turn transparent, and its green eyes lost their luster.

“That’s it, keep it up.” Lin Xi’s voice remained calm. “It’s your fear. If you’re not afraid of it, it can’t hurt you.”

Chen Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, trying to focus on Lin Xi's voice and avoid looking at the monster in front of him.

"You've already done a great job passing the new book trial. You're not a coward; you can control your emotions," Lin Xi said slowly.

Chen Xiaoqiang nodded and continued to take deep breaths.

——123 is really amazing.

The sound of 123 has a calming effect.

—I really want to know what 123 does on a regular basis.

—A psychologist?
—Not a psychologist, we guessed, probably a teacher or something.

—Is she such a young teacher? I thought she was still a student.

Gradually, the monster's body became more and more transparent, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

The shadow on the ground returned to normal, becoming the ordinary shadow of an ordinary person once again.

Chen Xiaoqiang's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. Sweat streamed down his face and dripped onto the ground.

He stared at the empty ground, still somewhat incredulous that he had actually managed to control his emotions and drive away the fear hounds.

"It's alright now." Yu Chen walked over and handed him a bottle of water, her voice gentle. "You were very brave just now."

"Yes, you're really amazing!" Yu Wenjing gave Chen Xiaoqiang a thumbs up.

Chen Xiaoqiang took the water, his hands still trembling. He looked at the people around him, his eyes a little red.

"Thank you... thank you all."

Bai also put away the dagger, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, his tone gentler than before.

"You're welcome. Newbies are all like this; you'll get used to it. But remember, emotions are the most dangerous thing in this instance. You won't be so lucky next time."

Chen Xiaoqiang nodded vigorously, turned on the tap, and took a sip.

A few drops of water swayed out of the bottle and landed on the cool floor tiles, spreading out in a small dark patch.

Before Chen Xiaoqiang could recover, there was a sudden "snap" and all the incandescent lights on both sides of the corridor went out.

The sudden darkness, like a thick curtain, instantly enveloped everyone. "What happened! Why are all the lights out?" Yu Wenjing's voice was already loud, but it became even louder now.

"Don't shout!" Bai said.

A rustling sound came from the darkness, and soon several lights appeared.

Except for Chen Xiaoqiang, everyone else had items left in the dungeon.

Vigilance was written on everyone's face.

Fang Ming's face appeared even paler in the light and shadow, his hands gripping the edge of his pocket tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"There's light over there," Lin Xi said, pointing towards the depths of the corridor.

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed.

Sure enough, a warm yellow light faintly shone from the distant horizon, like a road sign in the darkness. The light was steady, not like the flickering of an unstable circuit, but rather as if it were deliberately lit.

“It should be the nurses’ station,” Liu Yun said softly, her voice unusually gentle in the darkness. “The instance won’t keep us trapped in the dark forever; the clues are most likely there.”

Bai also took the lead.

"Come on, everyone keep up, don't be left behind."

He held his phone, shining it on the road ahead.

A few withered yellow leaves were scattered on the ground, having drifted in from who knows where, and looked particularly eerie when illuminated by the light.

Chen Xiaoqiang followed closely behind Bai Ye, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging into his palms.

He dared not let his mind wander any further, and focused only on the heels of the person in front of him, walking forward step by step.

The corridor was eerily quiet, with only the sound of footsteps and a distant "drip" sound, like water droplets falling on metal.

After walking a few steps, Fang Ming suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and his body suddenly sank, as if he had been pulled down by something.

"My foot! Something is pulling on my trouser leg!"

Bai immediately turned around, the light pointing towards Fang Ming's feet.

He saw that his trouser leg was entangled by a blurry black shadow, which was pressed against the ground like a pool of melting ink, and was slowly crawling up his leg.

Fang Ming's face turned deathly pale instantly. He raised his foot to kick, but it was like kicking cotton; it was completely useless.

"Don't panic! It's caused by your emotions! Calm yourself down," Huang Jingjing said.

"Are you afraid of something?" Zhang Yutong's tone was a little serious. "In this instance, the more afraid you are, the more trouble you'll get!"

"I don't think... I'm scared!" Fang Ming said. "I just remembered something about work and got a little angry."

“Anger is also a negative emotional fluctuation, and it should also cause negative energy,” Yu Chen said.

"Don't think about that!" Liu Yun walked over and patted Fang Ming on the shoulder. "Look at Chen Xiaoqiang, he can stay calm, so can you. Take a deep breath and focus on your feet."

"I'm fine. I just need to stop thinking about all that nonsense."

—Yeah, what time is it, and you still want to work?

Fang Ming is probably a workaholic.

Thinking about work-related things doesn't necessarily mean you're working-minded; if you're angry, it's probably because you have a conflict with a colleague.

—Anyone watching Fang Ming's live stream? Is Fang Ming usually emotionally stable?
--good.

Fang Ming took a deep breath and then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

But her mood was noticeably better than before.