Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

The sky of Dahui City is already pitch black, and the sun's rays cannot shine in at all. This situation has lasted for almost a week.

The whole city is shrouded in the purple light of Qiu Jueshan Ghost Cave. Although it is not so dark that you can't see anything, the whole city begins to look gloomy and weird under the reflection of the purple light.

But in the purple ghost cave, nearly one million citizens did not feel anything unusual, as if the sun did not exist in their eyes.

After nearly a month of closure, the supplies in Dahui City have long been exhausted, although some ghost masters have entered the fog during this period to collect supplies from the ruins of other cities.

But the range of ghost masters to go deep into the fog is limited, and now all the places that can be plundered have been plundered, but this little resource supplement is nothing but a drop in the bucket for the millions of people around Dahui City.

The problem of supplies can still be solved, but it is not so easy to cut off water and electricity.

As early as two weeks ago, the water and electricity supply in Dahui City had stopped, and the water plant and power station had been destroyed.

Water is indispensable for human survival. In desperation, Dahui City started a wave of digging wells for all the people. Fortunately, Dahui City is located in the East China Plain, with relatively abundant groundwater resources, so the water problem was barely solved.

As for the problem of electricity, it was very difficult. When the power was cut off at the beginning, generators could still be used to generate electricity, but when gasoline, diesel and other oils that can generate electricity were used up, the source of electricity was completely cut off.

Without electricity, the citizens of Dahui City suddenly returned to the life of ancient people.

In a restaurant in the east of Dahui City, some white-collar workers in suits and leather shoes were having dinner. Although they can still eat now, everyone has very obvious symptoms of malnutrition.

They are pale and thin, their eyes are round and bulging, and their stomachs are rumbling, but they still chat with people around them very politely.

The waiter in the restaurant was even thinner than them, almost skin and bones. He picked up a plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers, and his eyes were attracted to the dish in his hand like a magnet. However, he still suppressed this desire and could only swallow a mouthful of saliva to satisfy his craving.

After the dishes were served, the customers who were still chatting pretended to be indifferent, but their eyes could not help but stare at the plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers, and they wanted to grab it and eat it immediately, but they were still very polite to each other.

After all, they all knew that this plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers was a day's food for several of them.

At the same time, outside the restaurant, several people who were starving to skin and bones were lying on the glass, staring at the plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers, and they didn't even notice that their saliva dripped onto the ground.

Although the customers in the restaurant shared a plate of dishes among several people, at least they had food to eat, while people like them had not eaten for several days, and some were even starving to edema.

Soon, the people in the restaurant began to eat. Several pairs of chopsticks frantically picked up the dish of stir-fried pork with green peppers. The speed was so fast that it seemed that the dish would be eaten up in a few seconds.

A person watching outside saw that the dish was about to be eaten up, and he could no longer bear it. He stood up and prepared to rush into the restaurant to grab the dish.

However, just as he was about to take action, this impulsive thought was wiped out by a mysterious force, and his hungry eyes suddenly became much clearer.

"Can't steal things." He murmured, and then turned and left.

When he went down the stairs, he fell to the ground with a plop and never woke up again.

Similar things happened all the time in Dahui City...

Although Qiu Jueshan's consciousness control avoided the chaos caused by resource squeeze, it still couldn't prevent death.

In Dahui City, where the years seemed peaceful, people died almost every minute.

In an office building in the city center, ghost fighters were holding a meeting to prepare for the ghost tide.

Qiu Jueshan, wearing a pink bathrobe, stood on the podium, and his somewhat decadent eyes slowly scanned the ghost tamers sitting below.

At the beginning, there were hundreds of ghost tamers in Dahui City, but only a month later, there were only more than 60 ghost tamers left, almost half of them.

It was simply a fantasy to rely on these more than 60 ghost tamers to resist the ghost tide. Even if they survived this wave of ghosts, Dahui City was short of supplies. It might not take a few months for the people in the whole city to starve to death if they were not killed by evil spirits.

They could no longer see hope, and some even had the idea of ​​retreating.

However, under Qiu Jueshan's conscious control, this negative thought disappeared in an instant, and they were full of fighting spirit to welcome the ghost tide.

And they were not without hope. After all, Dahui City was nowThere are two headquarters captains inside. In addition to Qiu Jueshan, Zhou Yuan is also here.

In addition to the captain, Wu Ge, one of the five great warriors of Odaman, is also here.

With these three first-class ghost riders, there may be a real hope of withstanding this wave of ghosts...