The reality is actually very inclusive, with many vile "black ghosts" and some like Nissen who can make friends with people. Nissen has a kind nature, the courage to fight for his teammates and charge ahead; he actually has quite a few friends. But in the carriage, everyone despises him, scorns him. Nissen opened his mouth, froze on the spot, looking at the crowd ahead, somewhat afraid... retreated backward. Xiaojin’s fear came from his grandfather. It was a very strange feeling. "Grandpa... why don’t I have any siblings?" "Grandpa... are you really the most powerful person in the Bunker?" Google seaʀᴄh 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱 Grandpa’s figure became exceptionally tall but only turned his back to Xiaojin. The Celestial Ladder List has a significant discontinuity, rumored to have some kind of devourer. Rumor has it that his grandfather plays some kind of terrifying role, and the people below are extremely dissatisfied with the Bunker ruled by him... Many bad rumors about grandpa are Xiaojin’s inner fears. Grandpa is already in his nineties... and as the highest ruler of the Bunker, why does he have only one grandson? "Grandpa... where are my mom and dad? Why don’t you mention them?" Xiaojin asked this question. Although he was naive, he was not stupid. Sometimes, he would think about certain questions and felt a chill run down his spine as he did. Grandpa grew taller and taller, his figure darker and darker. He always remained silent, like an insurmountable mountain. Xiaojin was extremely scared for a moment... not daring to take a step. Carriage 012. This was a safe carriage. Also the last safe carriage. There were four more carriages to pass through after this. The new platform had not yet arrived. Wen Xishu was the only person in Carriage 012. He looked at the somewhat desolate carriage, and inevitably felt worried. "Chosen... it’s indeed a selection." "Only those who face their inner fears can walk out of Carriage 011." "Only I managed to do it, it seems." In fact, Wen Xishu had not overcome his fear. Of course, it was because of Jiang Qing in the Red Room, who used twisted memory techniques. At this moment, there were no twisted memory techniques in the carriage... it only awakened the deepest fears within. But even , it was difficult to overcome. Wen Xishu thought about it; he might have to walk alone, and it wasn’t too bad. The next carriages could be managed by himself. This was his thought as he walked forward, intending to reach the carriage door. When they arrived at the platform, he would buy some tools or something. But he had only taken a few steps... Wen Xishu suddenly stopped. "Where are they? Why are you alone?" Yue Yun’s voice came. Wen Xishu was a bit surprised, how could the King of Drama so quickly... overcome his inner fear by himself? Wen Xishu looked at Yue Yun, who still maintained an appearance of ease. If it weren’t for his experience, Wen Xishu thought he might not be as fast as Yue Yun. "They’re still fighting their inner fears, but you’re really fast..." Wen Xishu marveled. "In the carriage, I saw that I couldn’t get into the academy because of that epidemic you extinguished..." "It’s indeed a terrifying thing because it could mean I would be stuck at the bottom all my life." "But it’s not worth too much attention; if I can’t go to the academy, I can still climb the tower." "If the academy can’t change my fate, then climbing the tower, climbing endlessly." Although influenced by the carriage, Yue Yun did not remember Wen Xishu... but Wen Xishu’s relentless tower-climbing behavior left a very deep impression on Yue Yun. So much so that, facing the inability to become a Three Towers Academy student, Yue Yun thought... it’s simply missing some advanced tower-climbing experience; he would explore it himself! And so, Yue Yun overcame his fear. He was the first to walk out. Wen Xishu admired Yue Yun’s disposition; it was indeed more suited for the Slaughter Tower. As the two were talking, another figure walked out. Nissen was humming a song as he walked out. Wen Xishu smiled, these two roommates weren’t simple... it was unexpected that they were easier to overcome their fears compared to Xiaojin, the son of a prominent figure. "Yo! Bro! Just now in the carriage, I realized you all ignored me! Even cursed me as a black ghost!" Nissen said cheerily. Nissen mimicked Xiaojin: "Wow, it was scary! You all turned so nasty, I said a lot, and you kept cursing me." This was Nissen’s fear... Wen Xishu was a bit surprised, then seeing Nissen’s cheerful face, he admired him: "How did you walk out?" "Silly songs, hehe. When I was a kid, I was often bullied by a bunch of people, many said I was a fatherless child. It was so stifling then, my mom taught me to sing and even make up songs myself." "Because it was so awkward, people kept laughing at me, but after a while, it didn’t matter. Later, people stopped bullying me because I was always smiling." It turned out, he used joy to defeat fear. "Nissen, you’re quite something." Nissen was surprised there were only three of them, wondering where Xiaojin, Ah Miao, and Zheng Zai were. The three waited for a while. There were about ten minutes left until they reached the platform. At this moment, Ah Miao slowly walked out. Seeing Wen Xishu, Ah Miao said: "Ah Shu! That’s great, everything just now was fake!" Ah Miao hugged Wen Xishu directly, with tears in her eyes.