"Setting aside the influence of foresight, from a practical standpoint, no matter how I chose, I should take a gamble and choose to control Ghost Blood."
Yang Jian pondered for a long time. He felt that he had no other choice. He could only continue down the path of controlling malicious ghosts; he had no say in whether to stop, because stopping meant death.
However, controlling Ghost Blood carried a high chance of failure. After all, the Yang Jian in the precognitive vision seemed to have already failed.
"I only have a day and a half left. I don't even have enough time to look for another solution." Yang Jian wanted to try other methods, but he realized that time had already run out.
In just a day and a half, even he had no confidence that he could find a way to deal with the supernatural resurgence of the bus.
"Could I take the Chinese medicine to extend my time by twenty days, then use those twenty days to find another solution?" Yang Jian could not help considering this again.
That seemed like the safer option.
However, judging from the solution given by the human-skin paper, the Chinese medicine clearly had side effects. Once its effects wore off, he would most likely suffer an even greater supernatural backlash.
"Maybe I should visit that pharmacy again and ask about it, just to confirm. After all, this is only my speculation."
With that thought, Yang Jian emerged from his contemplation.
He put away the human-skin paper, slowly stood up, then opened his Ghost Eye and looked into the distance.
As the Ghost Domain spread.
The next moment, Yang Jian vanished from where he stood, silently leaving Dachang City.
Soon.
Following the path he had taken before, he arrived in an inconspicuous