I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 632 - 394 Palpitations (5000 words please vote

Chapter 632: Chapter 394: Palpitations (5000 words, please vote for monthly tickets!)_3 Chapter 632: Chapter 394: Palpitations (5000 words, please vote for monthly tickets!)_3 He paused for a moment, and Ku Zai shook his head again: “I also don’t know how to explain.”

As his words fell, he looked up, gazing at Yan Junze: “Brother Yan, this time, no matter what you want to do, I won’t intervene. But I want to tell you, you must be careful, you must ensure your safety.”

“Do you feel that I am in danger, or is it everyone?” Yan Junze didn’t understand.

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“Everyone.” Ku Zai answered.

“Then all of you must be careful, not just me.” Yan Junze said.

Ku Zai nodded, then turned to look at Zhang Xiaomo and Xiang Er.

The two women’s complexions were somewhat pale, but their expressions were calm.

Xiaomo’s face was pale because she had heard the conversation between the two men, while Xiang Er’s pallor was natural, as she was originally a female corpse.

“I still have…” Ku Zai raised his hand to his chest, “a very fast heartbeat, that palpitation has not stopped since last night.”

“Since Ku Zai feels something is wrong…” Zhang Xiaomo spoke up, saying to Yan Junze, “Maybe we shouldn’t carry out your current plan for now.”

Yan Junze shook his head, silent for a moment before he walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window in the room and gestured for Xiang Er and Zhang Xiaomo to come over.

The two women stood beside him, one after the other.

Yan Junze’s gaze turned to the distance outside the window, he asked Xiang Er, “Xiang Er, were you watching the night view outside the window last night?”

“I was.” Xiang Er replied.

“Was the night view that you saw beautiful?” Yan Junze continued to inquire, expressionless.

Xiang Er hesitated briefly and did not speak.

“Beautiful?” Yan Junze repeated.

Xiang Er shook her head and squeezed two words from her mouth: “Not…beautiful.”

Yan Junze extended his index finger, pointing to a very prominent building outside the window, where thick smoke was billowing and many of the exterior glass windows could be seen shattered and damaged.

Not far from the building, at a crossroads, there were scarcely any people. The traffic lights were also broken. Several cars had collided together and no one had come to deal with it. Even patrolling cars that stopped to inspect moved on quickly to attend to more urgent matters.

“If I do not continue with this plan, this city… will continue to look like what you’re seeing now. And it’s not just here, but the entire Great Capital, and maybe even cities around the world.” Yan Junze said slowly.

Zhang Xiaomo was a bit surprised; she remembered that Yan Junze initially said he could change the status quo of Tianmeng. She had not expected that his ambition was to change the current state of the whole world.

“So, I must change it!” Yan Junze added.

Zhang Xiaomo’s expression gradually recovered as she looked at everything outside the building. She didn’t speak but suddenly reached out and hugged Yan Junze’s shoulders.

When Yan Junze felt it, he turned to look at her, pressing his hand on the back of hers on his shoulder and gently caressing it.

Seeing this, Xiang Er involuntarily took a step back, then once again looked outside the window.

“I am confident I can change everything that’s happening now,” Yan Junze spoke again, “and what I rely on is very powerful, something you will not understand for the time being.”

“No need to understand,” Zhang Xiaomo took over the conversation, softly saying, “I only need to understand you.”

“Are we still going on now?” Ku Zai, still sitting on the bed, asked.

“Continue, we must continue,” Yan Junze turned around.

After a pause, he seemed to have made a decision and said to Zhang Xiaomo, “Now I want to release all the Spirits I have been keeping. I do not plan to take them with me for this operation because if something unexpected happens, I might not be able to ensure their safety.”

Yan Junze knew very well that if he really died, these strangenesses, locked in the Spacetime Atlas, might be locked in there forever, which would be even more tragic than truly dissipating.

As he finished speaking, he released the Back-faced Woman, Ke’er, Long-tongued Zhenzhen, and Crawler Monster.

Zhang Xiaomo was startled; she hadn’t expected Yan Junze to have raised so many Spirits.

The others had seen them before, and after Yan Junze introduced them, he clarified why he was releasing all of them this time.

Once they knew it was because he feared endangering everyone that he was doing this, Ke’er “yah yah yah yah” crawled out of her mother’s arms, scrambling on all fours to Yan Junze’s feet.

Yan Junze scooped her up, allowing the little girl’s face to rub against his own.

“Later on, you can either follow us or move freely; I’m not imposing any restrictions. But be careful out there; the Possession Spirits might choose to possess strangenesses after seeing you,” Yan Junze cautioned.

“I will help them,” Xiang Er said.

Seeing that Ke’er wouldn’t leave him for a while, Yan Junze held her as the group left the hotel.

After exiting the hotel, all the strangenesses followed them onto the SUV. Although they were weightless and wouldn’t cause crowding, Yan Junze hadn’t expected none of them to leave immediately.

“Let’s go for a while. Shortly you can get off and wander around nearby. I still have urgent matters to attend to,” Yan Junze said.

Suddenly, the grip on his neck tightened as Ke’er hugged him fiercely, clearly unwilling to let go.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Yan Junze could only affectionately hold her, kissing her forehead repeatedly.

From the driver’s seat, Zhang Xiaomo glanced at them, bit her lower lip, and for no reason, a smile appeared as she started the SUV and slowly drove away.

At that moment, Xiang Er, sitting in the second row, suddenly spoke softly: “I think that although this world has a lot of ugliness, the true ‘beauty’ is unique and cannot be ignored.”

“For example?” Yan Junze asked.

“For example, right now in this car,” Xiang Er replied.

Yan Junze smiled knowingly, slightly turning his head, and through the right rear-view mirror, he could just see someone in the third row seat: “Hey, the guy with the side parting, licking your hair is okay, but don’t lick the window, it gets slime all over the car.”