Lu Ban subconsciously reached to answer the phone.
But just as his finger touched the answer button, a realization suddenly struck him.
His phone had lost signal long ago, so how could he receive calls?
He looked at the signal bar at the top of his phone—clearly displaying a cross.
Thus, the nature of this call was highly questionable.
The cheerful default ringtone echoed eerily through the fog, the contrast creating a disturbingly twisted sensation. Lu Ban waited a few seconds, the phone still ringing, and then he pressed the call button.
Bringing the phone to his ear, Lu Ban heard a voice on the other end.
"Is this Lu Ban?"
Amber's voice was soft, like a ray of sunlight in the dense fog.
"It's me."
Lu Ban responded, clearly hearing the breath from the other side, very real.
"Where are you? It's gone dark over here, seems like a power outage."
Amber's voice revealed her anxiety, like a little cat trapped in a dilemma.
"Don't worry."
