Cao Xianming's unconsciousness had been the root cause of the convoy's predicament tonight.
There were no professional doctors in the convoy. Relying entirely on Wang Ying's limited first-aid skills simply wasn't enough.
If they could really recruit a skilled medicine maker like Bai Xian, the convoy would effectively have a traveling doctor.
If anyone else was injured or contaminated by Blood Moon Energy in the future, they would have a way to deal with it.
Sitting in the bed of the Pickup Truck, Yang Yong was turning the matter over in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
Bai Xian might have an eccentric temperament, but as long as they offered something of equal value, negotiation wasn't necessarily impossible.
He was envisioning the future when Mang Dabiao's expression suddenly tightened. His snake eyes fixed on the road ahead, and he said urgently...
"Careful! There's an Eerie presence up ahead!"
"And this presence is fiercer than that Lamp-Under Ghost just now!"
Those words were like a bucket of ice water dumped over his head.
Every calculation in Yang Yong's mind vanished instantly, and he immediately looked ahead.
Sure enough, another dark figure stood beneath a streetlamp farther up the road.
"Another Lamp-Under Ghost?"
Staring at the dark figure, he asked Mang Dabiao in a low voice.
Mang Dabiao bit down on his enormous forked tongue, his tone carrying a gravity Yang Yong had never heard before. "No. This Eerie's presence is completely different from the Lamp-Under Ghost's."
"The Lamp-Under Ghost's presence was gloomy and spiteful, with a sense of restraint imposed by rules. But this one..."
He paused, as though confirming his judgment.
"It reeks of vicious malice and a sharp killing intent."
Before he finished speaking, the dark figure slowly raised its head and