This time, Ji Li, Fang Shenyan, and Mei Sheng reexamined the Tianming Bridge they had just crossed from a strange new perspective.
If Xiao Qian's guess was correct, then what they were about to face would no longer follow logic, instead falling under a special set of rules woven by a ghost.
It could be called a barrier, yet it also resembled a Routine Mission.
But all four of them understood clearly that their past experience was no longer applicable. If they followed the rules step by step, they would surely be walking into a dead end.
"Then let's first test whether her guess is correct."
This round, Mei Sheng was the first to speak, and she was also the first to take that step.
The instant Mei Sheng stepped onto the street, she did not sense anything different. It merely felt familiar, since they had passed through it only minutes ago.
The first little shop on the street corner was painted sky blue, its sign bearing peeling letters, while a strip of plastic swayed in the wind and rain.
The first manhole cover was slightly loose, letting out an unpleasant creak under the wash of heavy rain.
And beneath Tianming Bridge, the river rushed noisily past, becoming the unceasing background sound of this road...
Mei Sheng walked for four or five minutes, keeping her attention fixed on the front, left, and right, leaving her back entirely to the other three.
During that brief time, she found no abnormalities beyond common sense, much less anything horrifying.
As Golden Bull loomed ever larger nearby and the end of Tianming Bridge lay less than ten steps away, Xiao Qian's guess seemed unlikely to hold true.
Yet, just as clearly, the expected attack had not come either.
Full of suspicion, Mei Sheng turned