After realizing what the outcome of continuing like this would be, Yang Jian heeded the warning from the human skin paper and decided to change the plan for what came next.
Looking at the white candle, some found it unfamiliar, while others recognized it.
The existence of ghost candles was not highly classified. As long as one's rank was high enough, one could naturally access information on them.
Zhang Lei had learned about ghost candles before.
"That's a ghost candle." Seeing Yang Jian's inexplicable actions and then the pale, eerie candle, Zhang Lei could not help raising his brows.
"You know about ghost candles too? Good. That saves me the trouble of explaining." Yang Jian spoke.
Seeing the ghost candle made Zhang Lei inexplicably uneasy. "What did you come up with?"
Yang Jian looked at him, then at the others. "If we keep searching like this, we will never match the ghost's killing speed. By the time we find the others, they may already be like this—corpses. The ghost is growing while we are safe. Once it breaks the balance, all of us will die here."
"So we cannot give that ghost another chance to grow."
"That makes sense, but how can we stop that ghost from killing people? Didn't you say before that this is an unsolvable ghost, something that cannot be contained? We have no way to stop it from continuing to kill. Its growth is inevitable. The only thing we can think of is meeting up with the others and avoiding being killed in the end." Wang Jiang lowered his voice.
He had been thinking of countermeasures along the way, but given the information they had, he simply could not think of a way to break this deadlock.
They knew how the ghost killed, knew its killing