Half a year.
A full half year.
Yang Jian, living in the Ghost Dream world, had finally waited for this day. He had even once suspected that his plan to control the Ghost Blood had failed, that he could only exist in the Ghost Dream world as consciousness and would never be able to awaken again. After all, half a year was simply far too long for a Ghost Tamer.
Fortunately, the long wait had finally brought hope.
If everything goes smoothly, I should be able to wake up in three days at most, Yang Jian calculated.
Once the deadlock was broken, the scales would tip to one side with avalanche-like speed.
Under such circumstances, Yang Jian had two possible outcomes: either he would die from a ghost's revival, or he would control the Ghost Blood to counter the supernatural influence of the bus, thereby forming a new supernatural balance.
With the former, Yang Jian could never have remained peacefully within the Ghost Dream until now. Only with the latter would he have that feeling that he was about to awaken.
Thus, the moment this feeling appeared, Yang Jian understood that he had won this final gamble.
It was just that half a year had been far too long.
Through Zhang Wei, Jiang Yan, and the others, Yang Jian had learned about the outside world. He knew that the supernatural circle was now completely different from before. Headquarters was in a precarious state and could only hold on with difficulty. The remaining captains were in dire straits as well—either dead or missing. There were only three captains left in the open.
He Yin'er, Li Lepeng, and He Yuelian.
The other candidate captains had begun to leave the stage before they could even grow into captains.
The supernatural resurgence had progressed