I can rewind time to prevent death

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[The Brother Sleeping on the Top Bunk, Anxiety-Inducing (Part 2), Completed, earned 300 Different Dimension Energy points.]

The mission completion prompt popped up in his mind, but Yan Junze had no time to pay attention to it.

Testing whether he could control the strangeness magnetic field in the Semi-Spirit State was an immature idea of his. However, to verify his long-standing speculation, even an immature idea was worth a try.

Now it was proven feasible to control the field even when the Semi-Spirit State was not fully activated, but it required a significant amount of blood as support for the energy consumed, something he had not anticipated.

Maintaining his current state, Yan Junze was still lucid, yet teetering on the brink of madness.

He growled from his throat, turned back to the outside of the washroom, stepped onto the washroom's windowsill, and leapt down.

Even though this was the fifth floor, with some of the Back-faced Woman's powers, he landed lightly and then rushed off towards the area outside the school.

To say he ran was an understatement; Junze's movements were now spectral, his strange surrounding magnetic field distorting his presence, invisible to surveillance. In less than a minute, he arrived outside the school at the doorstep of Ning Shanshan's clinic.

This storefront did not have a roll-up door; rather, after closing the glass doors, they were locked with a U-shaped lock.

Upon Yan Junze's arrival, his throat emitted uncomfortable growls as if copious amounts of hair were about to burst forth. He simply snapped the U-shaped lock, opened the door, and walked in.

He found the medicine freezer containing blood bags, took out some animal blood stored there by Shanshan, bit open the bag, and swallowed it in a few large gulps.

The only two remaining bags of blood were quickly consumed, yet he still felt incredibly agitated.

Looking around, Yan Junze saw no other blood stored in the clinic, so he quickly left and headed to a restaurant across the street, squeezing his body through the closed metal roller door.

What was terrifying was that even though Yan Junze's whole body passed through the roller door, the metal only tore open a small crack, just the length of a forearm.

This bizarre situation could only be explained by the use of strange abilities.

Although he was aware of the oddity, Yan Junze had no time to bother with it as he still felt every vein in his body throbbing as if they were about to burst.

After entering the restaurant, he immediately found the kitchen, walked in, and opened the refrigerator. Besides frozen meat and vegetables, there were also three large bowls filled with coagulated blood, either pork or chicken.

Without a second thought, he lifted the bowls and gulped them down in thunderous slurps, not bothering to chew, then grabbed the second and third bowls and did the same.

Although consuming the three large bowls subdued the hair on Yan Junze's body and his head turned back considerably, he still felt uncomfortable. Thus, he broke through the wall and into the next-door restaurant.

In the process of breaking through the wall, a small hole was made, and his body squeezed through without any difficulty.

The second restaurant was much larger. Perhaps there was a reservation for the next day, and the kitchen had just slaughtered over a dozen chickens at night. The chicken blood in the buckets was still fresh, some just beginning to clot.

Yan Junze walked over, lifted the bucket, and fiercely drank from it.

After quickly downing the bucket's contents, he set it down, came to his senses, and felt the hair on his body diminish substantially, his head returning to normal.

Seeming to remember something, he hurried to the door, twisted off the iron lock, pushed open the door, and strode out.

Returning to the campus and entering the dormitory building, the feeling of swelling gradually faded, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

Voices and footsteps echoed from the fifth floor, likely the prodigies of room 511 bringing back the kid who had fainted in the restroom.

Yan Junze paid them no mind, first went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, then returned to room 411, took off his blood-stained clothes, and threw them under the bed, planning to dispose of them properly the next day.

Then he found some clean clothes to change into.

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He moved quietly throughout the whole process, along with the fact that Zhao Zheng and He Bishou were in deep sleep, they didn't wake up for the moment. Only Huahua, who was sleeping in the bunk above Zhao Zheng, showed no sign of movement—it was unclear whether he had been disturbed.

After Yan Junze laid in bed, he saw Huahua turn over but didn't make any other sound.

Lying in bed for a while, his thoughts were complicated, but Yan Junze was certain about one thing: his conjecture about the application of the strange magnetic fields was correct.

Being true strangenesses, they definitely couldn't, like a normal person such as himself, comprehend how to use their own magnetic fields to achieve their desired goal, but instead, they were acting on instinct.

He, on the other hand, was different. Once he mastered it, he could alter the magnetic fields of lower-grade strangenesses.

In other words, if he could go back to the past, he would be able to wash Ke'er's hair. And after washing her hair, Ke'er's long locks would no longer be in a constantly thick, filthy state, but would become clean, truly clean.

If only he could frequently use the "Semi-Spirit" state, not only just drinking blood to replenish energy but also relying on Different Dimension Energy for sustenance... that would be great.

"Hmm, Different Dimension Energy? Blood?"

An inexplicable thought suddenly popped up in Yan Junze's mind and vanished in a flash; he wanted to grasp the idea.

But his mind was already getting fuzzy, and a wave of sleepiness hit him. Fatigued, he struggled for a few seconds before still closing his eyes and falling asleep.

When he woke up, the floor above was in an uproar. The incident with the strangeness in Room 511 had become known to everyone in the dormitory, and even the Academic Affairs Office had sent teachers with security guards.

But according to the people in Room 511, the strangeness had already been resolved, and it had been resolved by someone named Yan Junze.

Upon checking, Yan Junze lived just below in Room 411.

Soon, Guo Jintao from Room 511, accompanied by Director Yuan from the Academic Affairs Office and Captain Wang from Security, arrived at Yan Junze's bedside.

Yan Junze had no intention of concealing his ability to resolve strangenesses. Otherwise, he wouldn't have completed the "Kiss" task in front of nine members of the Strange Club.

After a brief introduction, Yan Junze informed them that he had the constitution of an Exorcist, that he had always encountered strangenesses at home, and had always been able to resolve them well. If they didn't believe him, they could ask the president of the Strangeness Research Alliance Club, Ma Dun, and he had also just joined the Strange Club.

Director Yuan was a man in his fifties, small and seemingly shrewd. He nodded and said, "Nowadays, strangenesses are happening everywhere. Although I cannot interfere with your actions, since you are at the academy, you must protect your own safety and not do anything that risks your life or violates school regulations."

Yan Junze nodded his head. Whatever Old Yuan said, he was just going to agree—that in essence, he shouldn't cause trouble for the academy.

Captain Wang from Security had been silent, but as he left with Director Yuan, he turned his head and gave Yan Junze a deep look.

Guo Jintao didn't leave but sat on the bed with a tone that was both grateful and apologetic. "On behalf of everyone in Room 511, I thank you! I'm sorry, we thought you were a strangeness yesterday."

"Not too different," Yan Junze mused to himself, smiled, but said nothing.

The other three in the dorm were all looking at him with expressions as if they had eaten something awful. Zhao Zheng and the others had not expected that Yan Junze would possess such a rare talent.

"Who would have thought that among the new batch of students, there would be an exorcism prodigy!" Guo Jintao showed no sign of leaving, with admiration on his face, he said, "Junze, are you acquainted with the Exorcists, that is, the Exorcist team members?" Experience more on My Virtual Library Empire

"Yes, I know them," Yan Junze nodded.

"Damn, big bro, I must cling to your mighty thigh!" Guo Jintao was ecstatic.

"No wonder I felt you came back very late last night in my half-asleep state," Huahua peered from the upper bunk, her head sticking out of the window, looking happily at Yan Junze, with her legs playfully swinging back and forth, like a little girl.

"Quick, tell us, how did you perform the exorcism?" He Bishou, clearly excited, scrambled out of bed and shufflerdly moved closer in his slippers.