The first floor of the tavern was calm and relaxed as everyone sat around, taking it easy. There was a palpable sense of comfort among them, mainly because Ben, this super powerhouse, was present. No one worried about danger. In fact, even now, everyone felt like they were still dreaming about the experiences they had just gone through, a sense of unreality still lingering in the air!
Ben was just too strong. His strength was beyond comprehension, far exceeding what anyone could have imagined. How could such a monster appear among the newcomers? What kind of heaven-defying talent did he possess? These were the questions everyone wanted to ask, but no one dared to. They could only sneak glances at Ben before quickly looking away. The atmosphere in the tavern was oddly quiet.
Suddenly, an Indian Transcendent spoke up, seemingly discovering something. "Don't you guys feel that our minds have been affected since the crimson moon appeared outside?"
Upon hearing this, everyone paused for a moment, slightly stunned. The Indian continued, "I once studied certain religious mental cultivation methods and have a bit of knowledge in this area. If there are changes in the mind, I can sense them."
Everyone considered this, and it seemed to make sense. The blood-red moonlight indeed had a strange effect on their emotions. The one who felt it the most was Joe Root. Earlier, he had been locked in a cage, crying and begging for mercy, completely losing his composure. Joe admitted that he was indeed afraid of death, but he shouldn't have been so mentally fragile…
Others felt it too, to varying degrees. Ben had also experienced this effect. Just a short while ago, he had been bloodthirsty, even considering slaughtering all the aberrations in the city. But Ben wasn't a bloodthirsty person. Now that he thought about it, his urge to kill had likely been amplified by the crimson moon's influence.
"I think this is why the Spirit Realm wants to erase our memories," Melody Song said indifferently. "If we retain our memories, the negative effects of the blood moon may continue to haunt us. The Spirit Realm erasing our memories and helping us return to normal is actually a form of protection."
Everyone nodded in agreement. They felt that Melody's analysis made sense. It was said that after the tenth level, the Spirit Realm rarely affected people's memories. Clearly, the Spirit Realm's move to erase their memories was a protective measure during their newbie period…
Ben also agreed with Melody's statement. He looked at the girl sitting next to him and suddenly wanted to tease her. He leaned closer and whispered with a smile, "Leo, no wonder I think you look particularly beautiful tonight!"
At that moment, Leo's face turned a deep shade of red, and she felt flustered. If the blood moon really amplified desires, then Ben wouldn't be thinking of doing anything inappropriate… right? She quickly glanced at Ben, saw the teasing smile on his face, and realized she had been tricked. She shot Ben an annoyed look but quickly regained her composure.
But for some reason, there was this faint sense of loss in her heart.
"By the way, Leo," Ben asked, "Aren't you curious as to why I have such strong power?"
Leo replied without hesitation, "Not curious. Anyway, we'll lose our memories when we leave here, so it's useless to know now." She paused for a moment before showing a small smile and adding, "I just think I'm very lucky!"
She knew full well that Ben's current strength must come from his Kryptonian bloodline. Everyone had seriously underestimated this talent! Even though she knew this, she would still thank Ben for exchanging the Flare-Flare Fruit with her. After all, Ben's discovery of the Kryptonian bloodline was something she could never have figured out on her own.
Ben was somewhat stunned by Leo's answer. He smiled. This girl was indeed smart and sensible. He liked this kind of person!
"How long have we been in the Spirit Realm?" Ben asked. He didn't whisper; everyone could hear him.
Everyone thought for a moment before answering:
"It should be over five hours."
"Probably almost six hours."
"So, there's still half the time left?" Ben frowned. "Are we just going to sit here for the rest of the time?"
Hales said, "Isn't this good? In that great battle just now, my stamina was completely exhausted, and I need to rest."
Others nodded in agreement.
Seeing Ben's bored expression, Joe Root couldn't help but ask, "Ben… Brother Ben, you killed that terrifying Earl monster and at least a thousand aberrations. Don't you feel tired?"
Ben was stunned. It seemed that he didn't feel any fatigue—not even a little bit. In fact, he felt like he could continue fighting for another entire day! This was the power of the Great Superman physique—it was incredible, strong in all aspects!
…
Seeing Ben's state, everyone realized that this Macho remained vigorous even after such an intense battle. Everyone was shocked by Ben's stamina. At the same time, they envied his achievements tonight—killing so many aberrations and destroying the powerful Earl monster…
Such a high mission completion rate meant that after leaving here, Ben and Leo would definitely receive the highest reward, plus extra rewards! No one could compete with them.
Just then, Joe Root suddenly stood up and walked toward Ben, saying sincerely, "Brother Ben, I want to thank you. If you and Sister Leo hadn't acted, I would definitely have died and not even have a corpse left… I also want to apologize to you. I always thought you were useless before… I looked down on you. I'm sorry, Brother Ben. I was blind."
Ben immediately smiled and said, "We're all classmates. Helping each other is what we should do. There's no need for thanks."
With Joe Root taking the lead, others came forward one by one to express their gratitude to Ben. Even the few Indians joined in. As Hales put it, everyone would forget everything after leaving this place. The only time to thank Ben for saving their lives was now.
Ben could only accept the thanks helplessly.
After a while, once everyone had finished expressing their thanks, Ben suggested, "It's too boring just sitting here. Let's play a game!"
Hearing this, everyone's faces darkened.
Big brother! This is a dangerous Spirit Realm, not a resort!
…
As time passed, dawn finally arrived. The blood-red night slowly dissipated. Everyone received a prompt indicating the mission was over:
"Please note: Teleportation back will begin in 30 seconds. 29, 28, 27…"
Seeing the countdown prompt in their eyes, everyone sighed in relief.
"We can finally go back!" Joe Root exclaimed.
An Indian looked at everyone and laughed heartily, "Dear friends, I hope to fight alongside you again in the future!"
As soon as his words ended, everyone disappeared from the spot…