Bab 772: 771. Divine Idol_1

The dawn, at last, brought some light to the surroundings.

Despite still being enveloped in thick fog, visibility had significantly improved.

Lu Ban glanced at the time—it was already seven in the morning.

The outside was cold, the mist itself being water vapor that condensed upon encountering tiny particles in the air; at this moment, the white fog was like crystals made of ice, making tiny noises as they pitter-pattered against the car windows.

Just as he was about to go online, he suddenly realized there was no signal.

"Do you have a signal on your phone?"

Lu Ban asked Scott, the driver who was waiting for others to wake up so he could switch shifts. Yawning, Scott decided to pull over onto the roadside.

"No, it seems we're still some distance from Miskatonic."

Scott glanced at his own phone and shook his head.

"I'm going to have some water while waiting for them to wake up."