Ning Rongrong immediately turned toward the Ghost Bus parked at the edge of the clearing.
Its two rusted doors slowly opened, and its dim yellow headlights came back on.
The fierce supernaturals still lingering nearby boarded the Ghost Bus one after another.
Without a moment's hesitation, Ning Rongrong headed for the Ghost Bus first.
The bus was currently the only refuge capable of suppressing the evil ghost revival within her, and the only way to reach Peaceful Ancient Town.
If she was too late and the Ghost Bus left without her, she would be in serious trouble!
As she approached the Ghost Bus, she noticed that the fierce supernaturals that had originally packed the cabin had thinned out considerably.
The fierce supernaturals that had entered the Old Forest had not returned when the Ghost Bus restarted.
Standing outside the doors, Ning Rongrong could clearly see the display inside through the glass.
The number on it was clear: 21.
From over thirty ghosts at full capacity, only twenty-one remained, leaving plenty of empty seats inside.
For now, there was no danger of overloading.
Yu Tianheng followed close behind.
Zhu Zhuqing and Liu Erlong quickly caught up with the two of them.
Ghost Douluo brought up the rear. He warily scanned his surroundings, and only after confirming that no fierce supernatural was about to rush out did he turn into a black shadow and dart aboard last.
The five of them entered the cabin one after another.
The number on the display changed from 21 to 26.
The same pungent stench of rotting corpses still filled the cabin.
Yet now, to the five of them, it carried an indescribable sense of safety.
Ning Rongrong went straight to the rear and sat down in a window seat.
The moment she sat down, the