Time passed bit by bit.
Although Yang Jian had smoothly obtained the second piece of human skin paper, being trapped in the world from three years ago meant he had not found a way to leave so easily.
He had even foreseen his own death several times, each prediction brutally blocking off one path after another.
"Every prediction ends with me dying before 6:10. That means anyone who remains in this world after six o'clock is certain to die. If we want to survive, we have to find a way out before six. But in every foreseen outcome, whenever I tried to use my own experience to seek help from this world, it ended in failure."
Yang Jian spoke with an indifferent expression.
"What have you thought of?" Wang Shanshan asked from beside him.
"It's not exactly some special idea. I just suspect that the prerequisite for leaving this place is not trying to seek anyone else's help. There may be something wrong with the 'people' in this world. They seem to harbor an inexplicable hostility toward us, and the stronger the Ghost Tamer, the stronger that hostility becomes."
"Under normal circumstances, Old Qin at Headquarters would never attack me. He had dealings with my father and would show some regard for that relationship. Yet according to the human skin paper's prediction, he forcibly kept me at Headquarters and locked me up until six in the evening, causing me to die here."
Wang Shanshan lowered her head in thought. "Now that you mention it, I remember that back at Seventh High School, many students were very unfriendly toward me. Most of them sided with Su Lei, even though I had actually been more popular than her when we were in school."
"But Zhang Wei was still the same as always."