Yang Jian had considered taking the supernatural bus with him. Rather than leaving it unattended, he felt it would be better to keep it under his own control. After all, the bus no longer had a driver. Although it was still operating and could serve some purpose, it also brought corresponding dangers.
There were both pros and cons.
"Whether I can take the bus away depends on the consequences that follow. I can't disrupt an already fragile balance just because of my own ideas. I can only test it out a few times first."
Although Yang Jian had the idea, he was not impulsive. He felt it was better to proceed cautiously.
The bus continued onward. Having passed through the initial danger, the old forest could no longer stop them.
Everything went smoothly.
The bus finally drove out of the old forest.
Though it was still dim outside, the oppressive feeling brought by the old forest was gone. Many people on the bus breathed a sigh of relief.
"It drove out so smoothly. Manually controlling a supernatural bus lets you travel through supernatural places with ease. That advantage is enormous. Damn it, if only I could drive that bus."
Someone who saw this was filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
But it was merely wishful thinking. Never mind that Yang Jian was currently driving the bus—even if that seat were empty, they would have no way to drive it.
It was not as though no Ghost Tamers had tried before. They simply had no way of doing it.
"You don't need to control the bus all the time. The burden would be too great for anyone. You only need to take control at critical moments," Sister Hong offered guidance.
Yang Jian was not the sort of person who ignored advice