When he opened his eyes again.
Lin Yi found himself sitting on a slowly moving bus.
There were no lighting facilities inside the bus.
Only a slight glimmer from outside the windows.
Allowing Lin Yi to temporarily make out the situation.
Lin Yi first noticed himself, somehow wearing an old piece of clothing.
At the moment, his appearance was like an ordinary worker from the 1990s.
Inside the entire bus, besides himself, there were more than a dozen people sitting, all silent.
Judging by their attire, they looked almost the same as him.
Lin Yi looked outside the bus window.
There was a thick layer of white fog outside. Even though the bus was heading forward, the fog seemed completely unaffected.
Always floating in the air.
The moonlight in the sky, scattered through the fog, made it look as if it were daytime, rather than night.
No wonder this version is called White Night Terror.
Within the fog, there were countless strange shadows floating around.
