It was 5:30 in the morning.
Nearly twelve hours had passed since Yang Jian boarded this bus.
During that time, it had stopped three times, stalled once, and passed through a bizarre cemetery. The journey had not been long, but the dangers it held had been unprecedented.
Boarding this bus was like instantly falling into a nightmare-level paranormal incident. You might survive once, but it would be hard to survive a second or third time. Sooner or later, you would be killed.
"When did streetlights start appearing around us? Does this mean things are back to normal? Has this bus finally finished that terrifying stretch of road?"
Yang Jian had been keeping a close eye on the view outside the window.
At that moment, he noticed that rows of streetlights had somehow appeared alongside the dim highway.
The streetlights stretched out ahead and behind, illuminating the entire road. Everything around them was clearly visible. That gloomy, ominous air had completely vanished, and several pre-dawn cargo trucks were even passing by.
"If this bus stops and opens its doors in this city, you'd better get off immediately. This is one of your few chances. The longer you stay on this bus, the harder it will be for you to leave it." Suddenly, Lin Bei, who had been asleep, woke up again.
He abruptly offered Yang Jian a warning.
"From the way you put it, you don't plan to get off?" Yang Jian asked the question in his heart.
He had suspected it before.
Xu Feng and Lin Bei had not lacked the opportunity to get off. When Yang Jian boarded during the day, they could have left then, yet they had not.
So Yang Jian guessed that the two of them had deliberately remained on the bus.
"It's not that I