Yang Jian and Sister Hong exchanged information, discussing the terrifying secrets of this supernatural bus.
They did not avoid the others while talking, so everyone else on the bus heard them as well.
But such secrets were of no use to them whatsoever. Even if they learned some of the bus's secrets, it would not help, because they had not even solved the problem of their own ghost resurgences. They did not know whether they would live or die, so knowing more was pointless.
"So what exactly is the method for establishing a connection and becoming the driver?" Yang Jian asked.
Sister Hong did not deliberately keep him in suspense this time. She answered directly, "It's simple. Reach your hand beside that corpse's mouth and let it bite you once. Once it bites you, it will judge you as part of the bus. Then, when you control the bus, it won't attract the ghosts' attention."
"However, even after establishing a connection, it won't reduce the difficulty of operating the bus. Whether you can control it successfully still depends on whether the supernatural power on you carries enough weight. To be honest, I don't have absolute confidence in you either. You are simply the most outstanding person in the current supernatural circle. If even you can't do it, then no one else can."
Yang Jian continued, "What price will I pay if I become the bus driver? I don't want to be trapped on this bus for the rest of my life."
"That won't happen. From now on, you'll merely be able to sense the bus's appearances. That should count as a good thing for you." Sister Hong paused, then looked out the window.
One of the supernatural bus's stops had arrived.
This was another unfamiliar stop, one Yang Jian had