Chapter 456 - Chapter 456: Chapter 455 A Glimmer of Hope

Chapter 456: Chapter 455 A Glimmer of Hope

After realizing the consequence of such actions, Yang Jian received a reminder from the human skin paper and planned to change the upcoming action plan.

Looking at the white candle, some felt unfamiliar with it, while others found it eerily familiar.

The existence of the Ghost Candle was not a highly confidential matter; as long as one’s rank was high enough, one could naturally gain access to the relevant information.

Zhang Lei was acquainted with information about the Ghost Candle.

“This is a Ghost Candle…” Upon seeing the pale and somewhat sinister candle, and recognizing Yang Jian’s inexplicable behavior, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

“You also know about the Ghost Candle? That’s good, it saves me the time of having to explain,” Yang Jian said.

…

Zhang Lei looked at the Ghost Candle and felt somewhat uneasy, “Have you thought of some method?”

Yang Jian glanced at him, then at the others, “If we continue searching this way, we’ll never be faster than the ghost killing people. By the time we find the others, they might already be like the one we just found, turned into a corpse. The ghost is growing stronger during this safe period for us, and once it breaks the equilibrium, all of us here will die.”

“Therefore, we can’t allow the ghost anymore chances to grow.”

“It makes sense to say so, but how do we stop the ghost from killing people? You said it before, it’s a ghost without a solution that can’t be imprisoned. We simply have no means to stop the ghost from killing people. Its growth is inevitable. The only approach we can think of is to meet up with the others and avoid being the last to be killed,” Wang Jiang said in a low voice.

He too had been pondering countermeasures all along the way, but with the current information, he simply could not come up with a way to break the deadlock.

They knew the ghost’s method of murder, its killing pattern, and had a rough understanding of its abilities. Yet, it was precisely because of this understanding that everyone felt despair.

“It’s simple,” Yang Jian said, “lure the ghost over here, make it choose to attack us, and by doing so, the other people scattered throughout the training base won’t be killed.”

“What?”

This statement made the other four widen their eyes in horror as they stared at him.

An idea flashed through their minds instantly.

This was suicide!

“Yang Jian, you’re not joking with us, right? Attracting the ghost over here, letting it attack us to ensure the safety of others, how is this different from seeking death?” The unfamiliar necromancer almost cried out.

Huang Ziya also bit her lip, looking at him, “I can’t understand your method. Are you planning to sacrifice us to protect others?”

“This isn’t seeking death; it’s looking for a chance at a slim hope of survival. I’m not that noble to sacrifice myself for others,” Yang Jian’s gaze flickered as he spoke, “This Ghost Candle can attract the ghosts nearby. If everything goes well, the ghost will be here soon.”

“The white Ghost Candle can indeed attract ghosts nearby; it’s a very dangerous act. I’ve seen some archives on the matter; very few necromancers dare to light this white Ghost Candle and draw the ghost upon themselves during paranormal events,” Zhang Lei said, his rigid face showing seriousness.

“As per normal circumstances, a ghost attracted by the candle will attack the person closest to the Ghost Candle. And in most cases, necromancers cannot withstand a powerful ghost’s strike and are typically killed. Hence, the white Ghost Candle isn’t favored by most, in contrast to the red Ghost Candle…”

Yang Jian waved his hand to interrupt him, “I’ve run out of red Ghost Candles, and only have this white one. As you said, I will draw that ghost here.”

“But, will that ghost really attack us? Don’t forget the killing pattern of the ghost.”

“It only kills those who are alone, and we are not in a solitary state.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiang was the first to grasp the idea, exclaiming, “I understand what you mean. You intend to use the white Ghost Candle to attract the ghost to us, letting it appear by our side. Normally, the ghost would attack the people near the Ghost Candle, but because we are not alone, it should only follow us and not actually attack us.”

“As long as the Ghost Candle isn’t completely burned out, the ghost will stay nearby, which means it won’t go after other people. Those who are alone will have a period of safety, and during this period, we’ll have enough time to search for other solitary people.”

“Yang Jian, you’re incredible, to even dare to play with the ghost’s killing rules.”

Upon hearing Wang Jiang’s explanation, the others were incredibly shocked.

If that was truly the case, then this method was insanely terrifying… but equally horrifying.

The reason for the horror was that there was a possibility of success in this method.

Once successful, everyone’s safety time would be extended once again, increasing the chances of survival somewhat.

One couldn’t help but be amazed that people capable of resolving S-class supernatural events, even without using their own abilities, were far more formidable than themselves and others.

In this situation, had it been them, they would already be waiting to die in terror; who could have thought that, in this deadly predicament, Yang Jian would struggle and carve out a path to survival?

Although this path had just been opened and it was unknown whether other accidents might occur.

But to have come this far was already admirable.

Perhaps, by continuing to follow Yang Jian, they really could survive and leave this despairing training base….

“Yang Jian, take action, I support your plan,” Zhang Lei gritted his teeth and said.

“It’s death either way, only by taking a risk can we live on, I also support your plan.”

“Yang Jian, I trust in your abilities.”

At this moment, they unconditionally trusted Yang Jian, as they simply didn’t possess the capability to survive in such a deadly supernatural event, only Yang Jian had a significant possibility of leading them to survival.

If all roads led to death, then Yang Jian was their path to life.

“Although the plan has a chance of success, there is also the possibility of failure,” Yang Jian was yet calm as he brought up a concern: “If the Ghost Candle is lit and the number of ghosts present is greater than us, then it’s just like what you said before—it would be equivalent to suicide. Of course, I will reduce this possibility to the lowest, but there is a second scenario.”

“The effect of the Ghost Candle surpasses the ghost’s killing pattern, and the anticipated situation doesn’t occur, the ghost begins to kill without following any rules.”

The plan wasn’t originally his, but it was modified by Yang Jian from a plan found on a piece of human skin paper.

And implementing it required tremendous courage.

Not everyone dared to light a Ghost Candle and draw the ghosts close to them.

Yang Jian’s words nearly extinguished the glimmer of hope that had just arisen; those who had been somewhat excited now fell silent immediately.

“Of course, I’m sharing this analysis with you to make you understand what I’m doing, not to intentionally scare you or make you feel despair, because the options available to us with our current means are extremely limited. So even if there are risks of failure in this plan, I should still proceed,” he said.

After speaking, he decisively lit the Ghost Candle in his hand.

The white Ghost Candle was lit, and the flame took on an eerie grayish-black color.

The already dim surroundings were instantly enveloped in darkness, and everyone felt as if they were back in the terrifying dormitory where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

The ghosts had not yet appeared, but everyone felt a cold chill encroaching,

It was a very unpleasant feeling.

The fear that had been suppressed surged back up rapidly.

“Head to that more open area in front and wait for the ghosts to appear. I won’t say much else; you all know very well what you should do next,” Yang Jian, holding the Ghost Candle, walked forward.

“I understand. If we fail, at worst, we all die here together. If we’re lucky, we still have a chance to live and leave this place,” Zhang Lei nodded, now resigned to the risks.

Like before, continuing to search for other people was just a waste of time. By the time they found one person, the ghost might have killed three, or even all of the remaining people.

They would never be able to outpace the ghost, and in the end, they would be waiting to die.

For the moment, the ghosts had not yet formed an absolute suppression. If this plan succeeded, a thread of hope would appear in an originally fatal situation.

However, this thread of hope depended on the lives of five people gambled away.

And the odds were not very good.

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