The time showed 5:30 in the morning.
Nearly twelve hours had passed since Yang Jian boarded this public bus.
During this period, there had been three stops, one engine failure, and one time passing through a bizarre graveyard... Although the duration of the journey wasn't long, the danger within it was unprecedented.
Those who got on this public bus were essentially plunged into a nightmare-level paranormal event. You might survive once, but it would be much harder to survive a second or third time; eventually, you would be killed.
"When did streetlights start appearing around us? Does this mean things are back to normal? Has this bus finally ended that horrific route?"
Yang Jian kept his eyes on the scenery outside the window.
At this moment, he noticed that, without knowing when, rows of streetlights had suddenly appeared alongside the dimly lit highway.
