The school bus crawled along the tracks, swaying as it climbed to the highest point. Just as it was about to crest the slope and plunge down the tracks, Qin Wei pulled the speed limiter in time.
This was the way out Joker had built into the game.
Every game ought to offer a way out, even if that path was covered in thorns.
The school bus's plunge abruptly slowed, but it did not stop completely. The brake pads scraped against the rails, brilliant sparks blooming like racing fireworks and trailing through the children's terrified screams.
After a short running start, Qin Wei tucked his stomach and leaped, thrusting his feet forward as he jumped out of the control room. Falling from the cliff face, he fired the Grappling Hook into a stalactite at the top of the cavern, swung three hundred feet (about 100 meters) on the line, and slammed down hard on the rear of the school bus.
He had to play Spider-Man on top of being Batman. Qin Wei strongly suspected Joker wanted to split him in half and send a portion over to the neighboring set in Queens.
But slowing the bus down did not mean they were safe.
Climbing over the back and looking inside, he finally realized the situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.
Many children had unfastened their seat belts in their attempts to survive, which had sent them tumbling to the rear as the bus climbed. Now the bus was about to flip through another hundred and eighty degrees-they were about to fall from the back to the front.
This was an orange-yellow Type A small school bus commonly seen in the United States, about sixteen feet long. Falling from one end to the other was equivalent to falling