I can rewind time to prevent death

Chapter 346: Chapter 285: A Guilty Conscience (4200 words)_2

Ugly Girl discarded the severed arm of the Monster Spirit and felt her control over her body increase marginally. Although her movements still appeared very stiff, she stepped towards the fallen Yan Long, grabbed his shoulder with a grip so tight that her fingers sank into his flesh, lifted him, and hurled him away.

Without any power to resist, Yan Long was thrown out of the basement entrance and flew into the room above, crashing heavily onto the floor.

Yan Junze was taken aback and quickly said, “Don’t cause too much commotion, pull him down, make it quick and decisive.”

Ugly Girl’s legs propelled her like a superwoman, launching her whole body out of the basement and into the room above. She grabbed Yan Long and leaped back into the basement, tossed him onto the ground, and then smashed down with her fist, making his chest cavity collapse instantly.

One punch followed another. Yan Long’s Monster Spirit form couldn’t withstand it for long and soon let out a scream, but Ugly Girl immediately twisted his head off, smashing all his facial features into a pulp.

She didn’t stop smashing until, in the end, even Yan Junze couldn’t bear to watch, covering his mouth and retreating to a corner.

About two minutes later, Yan Long’s body began to turn into specks of phantom light, scattering into the air, his body becoming transparent.

Seeing this, Yan Junze knew that this guy was completely finished this time.

At the moment when the phantoms entirely vanished, he smiled and said to Ugly Girl, “Congratulations, this body suits you well. With the strength of its strangenesses combined with the body’s own transformative powers, even I can’t estimate how strong you are now.”

Having smashed Yan Long, Ugly Girl stood up, still rubbing her hands together with evident excitement about being further able to master control of this body.

“By the way.” Yan Junze remembered something and said, “Now that you’ve become beautiful too, it wouldn’t make sense to keep calling you Ugly Girl, right? Your real name is…”

“Wang Zhenxiang,” Ugly Girl said.

“Thank goodness you’re not surnamed Shi,” Yan Junze’s mouth twitched, “Since we already have a Zhenzhen, I’ll call you Xiang’er then.”

“I have a pet name,” Ugly Girl added.

“What is it?”@@novelbin@@

“Jie’er.”

Yan Junze: “…”

A brief, excruciatingly awkward silence fell over the basement.

“From now on, I’ll call you Xiang Er, Wang Xiang’er,” Yan Junze decided firmly.

“Xiang Er,” Ugly Girl nodded in agreement.

“You still need more practice to master this body. Take this opportunity to restore the basement now; refill it with the clumps of dirt you dug out, and be meticulous,” Yan Junze instructed.

Without another word, Xiang Er knelt down and began to dig, intending to fill the hole that had just concealed the female corpse.

Yan Junze was alarmed and quickly said, “Don’t kneel directly on the floor; don’t be too rough with your movements. This body is your reliance; tearing the skin, injuring the muscles, or fracturing the bones could be problematic. In any case, I don’t know how to nourish a spirit or repair a zombie’s body right now.”

Xiang Er stood up as told, bent over to glance at her knees, and shook her head, “It’s fine.”

Right after, she touched her fist and brought it close to Yan Junze, “Look, this got hurt when I was smashing that strangeness earlier, but it’s healing now.”

Yan Junze looked closer and saw that her fist had some broken skin, likely from smashing Yan Long too vigorously, but the torn skin was slowly stretching back, recovering over the breaks.

“What kind of spirit had Yan Long been nurturing that it can even restore itself!”

However, after careful observation, the skin was merely covering without fully bonding with the rest of the skin. Maybe reconnecting tissue would take time, or maybe it would stay this way indefinitely.

Not fully understanding the situation, Yan Junze still instructed Xiang Er to be careful.

After all, this body was much stronger than a normal human’s; as long as it was used well and cherished, it could be effective for a long time.

Xiang Er continued to fill the hole with care, then used her feet to tamp the clumps of earth neatly. She moved the gurney back in place and reassembled it according to Yan Junze’s directions.

During this period, Xiang Er felt a stronger sense of control over this body, obviously becoming more proficient in movement. Although her limbs were still somewhat stiff, it felt like they were just unaccustomed, not mechanical and awkward like they were at first.

Yan Junze went up to the room above and found a white lab coat and a pair of soft-soled nurse shoes.

It seemed that Yan Long had hired nurses when he ran the clinic previously. Although the clothing was secondhand, given the limited options, there was no helping it.

There was a faucet in the basement, so Yan Junze had Xiang Er wash her hands carefully, trying not to spill any water, and then had her put on the lab coat and nurse shoes.

There were several pairs of nurse shoes, and Yan Junze chose the largest. Xiang Er’s body was roughly 1.75 meters tall, so the shoes fit snugly, but the lab coat was like a tight-fitting garment on her, tight everywhere.

Yan Junze initially thought she might not even be able to button it up, but after Xiang Er managed to do so, it brightened Yan Junze’s eyes.

Looking at Xiang Er in front of him, he suddenly thought of the beautiful nurses wielding scalpels in “Silent Hill”.

Compared with the image in his mind, it was strikingly similar, almost like a duplicate.

If she went out dressed like this, especially with Xiang Er’s graceful figure, it would undoubtedly attract a crowd of men.

Fortunately, it was late at night. After carefully checking the basement again and finding no other traces, Yan Junze called Xiang Er back upstairs, closing the door that Yan Long had opened when he came in.

They planned to return the same way they came, through the window.

Before leaving, Yan Junze checked and found that Yan Long’s strangeness had appeared directly in the room and then came through the door, so the seal on the clinic’s outside door was still intact.

The two climbed out the window, sneaking back over the wall. The street was definitely empty at this time, and Yan Junze was worried that Xiang Er’s buttons might pop off during the climb, but luckily the garment was sturdy.

Reaching the street, Yan Junze took out his phone to quickly search the map and discovered that about 600 meters away, at the head of Priest Street, there was a “One Week Chain Hotel” with parentheses (24-hour service).

Lucky them, in this era, there weren’t many small hotels brave enough to operate 24 hours a day. Yan Junze confirmed that there was no security bureau next to the “One Week Hotel”, nor was it likely that an Exorcist was stationed there.

With lingering questions, he pulled Xiang Er and headed straight there.

They didn’t see any patrol cars on the street, only two taxis passing by. Both of them hid in the shadows under the eaves of the buildings on the side of the street, not too ostentatious.

Upon arrival at the “One Week Chain Hotel”, they found the main door indeed open. However, there was just an advertisement board set outside, no colorful lights or anything to attract attention.

If the board were too eye-catching, it might attract not only guests but also strangenesses.

After Yan Junze entered the hotel with Xiang Er, he suddenly realized that this place used self-service hotel check-in, with no one on duty.

At the self-service kiosk, they registered their identities, checked and chose from the remaining hotel rooms, then scanned to pay, and a room card quickly popped out of the card slot below the machine.

Yan Junze picked a standard room with two single beds.

They went upstairs, feeling like thieves, and only after they had entered the room and closed the door did Yan Junze let out a long sigh of relief—he had indeed been afraid of being seen.

Mainly because Xiang Er’s attire was too provocative. If they were suddenly seen checking into a hotel at this time, they wouldn’t be able to explain themselves even if they had mouths all over their body.

After drawing the curtains, Yan Junze took a quick shower and lay on the bed, his whole body aching. He told Xiang Er, “Go wash up; you’re dirtier than I am.”

Xiang Er nodded without saying anything and went to the bathroom.

By the time she was clean and came out, Yan Junze was already asleep. Xiang Er didn’t speak or put back on the dirtied, tight lab coat. Instead, she moved in front of the window, pulled back the curtain, and looked at the dim streetlights below and the neon lights of the city.

After an indeterminate amount of time, Xiang Er squinted her eyes, focusing on the reflection of herself in the window glass. She reached out to touch her well-defined shoulder blades and then slowly caressed her cheeks, her high nose, her full lips, her delicate chin…

It took quite a while before she whispered to herself, “So, this is beauty.”

Then she paused, “No, this is just the beauty of appearance. True beauty is here.”

She let go of her face, touched the area over her heart on this body, but there was no heartbeat to be felt, no blood flow, no vitality in the cells. Everything was so quiet.

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