I can rewind time to prevent death

Chapter 159 Tricky Silk Sub-Quest (Part 5) (1/3)

"Silk threads?" Yan Junze was stunned for a moment, "Could it be these invisible threads that have entangled me with these corpses?"

The mission hint had mentioned to be wary of those threads.

However, Yan Junze couldn't be certain that apart from the thread ends, the rest of the extensions were all invisible.

In such a situation, while in a dark space, how could he possibly be wary?

He had not moved an inch.

He maintained this posture, and the female corpse behind him also remained still.

It seemed highly likely that he had inadvertently hooked the silk thread of this corpse, and now the female corpse seemed to have set its sights on him.

Looking at the thread ends entwined around the entrance, they had all turned black, and though the invisible parts couldn't be seen, one could imagine they had blackened as well.

Why had they turned black?

Yan Junze frowned, feeling the chill behind him. His gaze turned to the inside of the entrance—pitch-black. Even with the flashlight shining, he could not see anything.

He put the flashlight on the ground and then released the club, holding it in his left hand.

Suddenly, his right hand reached out, grabbed a large amount of thread ends at the entrance, and yanked them fiercely.

At the same moment, a chill spread across his shoulder. The female corpse leaned over, its pitch-black mouth closing rapidly, and bit down on his neck.

In Yan Junze's plan, he was supposed to swing his club to attack the shadow behind him at the same time. But unexpectedly, he didn't even have the chance to wield the club before the female corpse's attack had been too swift. Half of his body went numb instantaneously, and the club dropped to the ground.

His neck and left hand slowly turned black before his very eyes.

And at this time, not even half of the thread ends outside the hole had been pulled down.

The female corpse released his neck, opened its mouth wide again, revealing teeth blackened as if soaked in ink. It bit down once more towards Yan Junze's face.

This time, up close, Yan Junze could clearly see those pitch-black, sharp teeth that seemed to have been dipped in poison—no wonder the left side of his body had completely gone limp.

Rewind!

The next moment, he stood near the tunnel in this Underground Space again, just after having checked the corpse of the young man and noticed the thread protruding from his mouth.

Yan Junze did not immediately walk into the interior of the Underground Space, but instead started searching among the standing corpses with a flashlight.

Less than a minute later, he saw a female corpse.

This female corpse was positioned directly opposite him, also near the tunnel.

It seemed to be this same female corpse that had attacked him earlier. But now, it stood there just fine, showing no abnormalities.

This time, Yan Junze was not prepared to let this woman off.

He still walked towards the entrance of the Underground Space wrapped in numerous silk threads, but this time, he walked backwards.

With the memory of the last time, he was very clear about the location of the entrance. However, he didn't know when the female corpse would start moving, so he had to keep a clear view.

A flashlight was clipped to his waist, while the other was switched to his left hand. Yan Junze released the club and watched that female corpse, which still stood motionless with its back to the outside, taking steps backward toward the entrance.

As he walked backwards to the center of the Underground Space, the female corpse still hadn't moved, not even turning around.

"Something's not right. Could I have seen it wrong?" Yan Junze wondered, puzzled at the sight.

The next second, a male corpse slightly behind him to the side suddenly moved. The head slowly turned, although the rest of the body below the neck remained still. Only the head had turned, facing Yan Junze as he backed away.

About two or three seconds later, the male corpse turned halfway around and walked towards Yan Junze, moving silently.

"Maybe this time I didn't disturb the female corpse," Yan Junze speculated.

Just then, he suddenly realized something and quickly turned around, just in time to see a male corpse lunging at him.

In a desperate, instinctive reaction, he swung the club in his hand at the male corpse's head—there was a thunk, and the male corpse's head immediately caved in, but it didn't stop the corpse's movements.

The male corpse still overpowered Yan Junze, grabbing his arms with immense strength, making it impossible for him to break free. Even the club in his hand couldn't be lifted.

Then, the male corpse, with its mouth perpetually agape, bared its pitch-black teeth and bit towards Yan Junze's neck.

"Shit, not again!"

This time, Yan Junze didn't want to experience that excruciating pain again, and since he knew he couldn't break free, he immediately chose to rewind time.

However, in the moment before the rewind, he hastily glanced at his hands, which were struggling against the male corpse.

To his surprise, his right index finger was entirely black.

A wave of dizziness hit, and after rewinding, Yan Junze found himself standing once again behind the young male corpse.

He seemed a bit out of breath, but he knew that was just his brain retaining the memory from right before the rewind, when he was still fighting the corpse, resulting in this continuous memory.

In reality, he was in good physical condition and had not expended any energy from struggling.

Subsequently, Yan Junze subconsciously looked down at his index finger, which was normal; he still remembered discovering it had turned black before he rewound time.

At that time, when the male corpse had just pounced on him and was grabbing his arms, it hadn't touched his fingers, so the possibility of the blackness spreading from the corpse was very low.

This made Yan Junze think of the thread wrapped around the entrance of the hole; just before the previous rewind, it had similarly turned black rapidly as if soaked in ink.

And the female corpse's teeth seemed to be exactly the same as the male corpse's—not only pitch-black but also extremely sharp.

With this in mind, he went back to the first young male corpse, shone his flashlight, and leaned in close to examine the mouth.

Indeed, the teeth were black.

Yan Junze speculated that if he walked backward this time, he would likely still attract that male corpse, meaning the invisible thread would snag the corpse.

But if he walked normally towards the entrance of the hole, he would attract the attack of the female corpse.

Now it seemed necessary to get close to that entrance, as the thread wrapped around it was very likely the key to lifting the affliction of Ghost Silk on Bao Yunjing and her family.

Just then, he subconsciously lifted his hand and looked towards his right index finger, and was shocked to find the tip had turned black!

"What's going on?" he exclaimed in surprise as he turned to look at the young male corpse, "I don't think I touched him just now, did I?!"

Puzzled, Yan Junze didn't dwell on it for long. This time he decided not to walk backwards, but instead to observe his surroundings as he moved.

Since the threads were invisible, even if he was extra careful, there was still a possibility of touching them and drawing the attention of a corpse.

So, perhaps the only solution was to move quickly. It was best not to touch any threads, but if he did, he would have to strip all the threads from the entrance before the corpses began to move.

Once this thought crossed his mind, Yan Junze immediately rushed towards the direction of the entrance.

During this process, he continuously swept the flashlight around to watch for movements. Just as he reached the middle of the space, the young male corpse he had checked previously suddenly turned around.

Yan Junze immediately noticed and his pupils contracted, he then turned and ran quickly towards the entrance wrapped in threads, crouched down sharply, and began tearing at them.

His guess was right.

These Tricky Silks indeed connected all the corpses here, and they might also be linked to the people outside.

After ripping off a vast quantity of Tricky Silk at an extremely fast pace, the young male corpse, that had been quickly approaching from behind, suddenly stiffened as if losing its support and collapsed forward, motionless.

At the same moment, all the other standing corpses thudded down, none of them maintaining their previous posture.

Yan Junze picked up his flashlight and stood up, swiftly scanning to make sure all corpses had fallen, and then he looked at the threads around the entrance—all had been removed.

The area of the entrance, however, had become completely black, as if something within was spreading outward. Had those threads still been present, they would have been soaked black at this moment.

With the crisis in the Underground Space resolved, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still did not know the condition of the four families outside.

No sooner had this thought arisen than a task completion notification popped into his mind.

Yan Junze was pleased and was about to use his Inner Vision when suddenly he froze, lifting his hands in front of him.

His hands had turned completely black without him noticing and it wasn't just a simple color change; this blackened skin and muscle were visibly shrinking at an alarming rate.