It turned out that the ghosts in special instances were by no means weak.
Having heard Gu Mian's shout, the bus driver not only didn't drive away, but an even more enthusiastic smile appeared on his face.
Seeing the bus rapidly approaching, Fatty couldn't help but cover his eyes and shout, "Damn, it's over, we're going to crash! We won't get killed, will we..."
Just as he finished speaking, a loud collision echoed through the night.
The impact was proof enough; Fatty discovered that he wasn't dead.
The Spirit Car continued to drive steadily forward—if one ignored the failed brakes, that is.
Fatty lowered his hands, craning his neck to look out the window. "Two Spirit Cars collided. Since I didn't get killed, someone else must have..."
Sure enough, he saw the bus overturned behind them.
The terrifying-looking bus had long lost its menacing presence. It was now lying crookedly on the ground, completely wrecked, and didn't at all resemble a high-difficulty special instance.
