I can rewind time to prevent death

With Zhang Xiaomo's previous sneak attack, Fang Ning was not likely to appear again in the short term.

But Zhang Xiaomo's current suggestion was indeed good, standing back-to-back meant there wouldn't be any more instances of someone patting their shoulder from behind.

Although Yan Junze had developed a psychological shadow from standing back-to-back with a girl, fortunately, the person now was Zhang Xiaomo. Despite what he said, he honestly stood with his back against Zhang Xiaomo's, watching for any movement on his side.

"You should be careful, the Red Coffin's strangeness isn't limited to just one trick. Just now it found two things that I've been afraid of since I was a child," Yan Junze warned Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo smiled and asked, "Which two things?"

Yan Junze chuckled but did not answer.

Feeling the warmth coming from Zhang Xiaomo's back, at that moment Yan Junze realized that this feeling was completely different from that time with Fang Ning.

Standing back-to-back with Fang Ning, it felt cold, hard, and damp. But standing with Zhang Xiaomo now felt very comfortable, and there was no reason to refuse from any perspective.

Because of his previous experience standing back with Fang Ning, his heart felt more comfortable at this moment, and Yan Junze's left hand involuntarily grasped Zhang Xiaomo's, which was also hanging down.

He didn't feel anything special, only that his subconscious considered this handholding a very common action after standing back-to-back.

Zhang Xiaomo, however, was slightly taken aback, made no movements, and felt the warmth coming from their palms. Her heart suddenly started pounding, and in the darkness of the room, no one noticed her cheeks reddening a bit.

However, from the moment they backed up against each other, no one's shoulders were patted again.

This tactic was evidently very effective.

"Let's move closer to the Red Coffin now. Be careful not to separate. I'm going to perform a 'Buddha-style exorcism'," Yan Junze said, mimicking Zhang Xiaomo's tone.

Zhang Xiaomo nodded, and the two moved into the darkness towards the direction of the Red Coffin, their backs still touching and hands clasped.

Right then, Yan Junze stepped into the water.

Looking down, he noticed that the floor had somehow become flooded with water. Initially, there hadn't been much, but now it was slowly seeping from the crevices and corners of the walls, gradually increasing.

Zhang Xiaomo also lifted her foot, the sole of her black sports shoe soaked through.

"Why is there water?" Zhang Xiaomo wondered in surprise.

At that moment, they were only two meters away from the Red Coffin. Yan Junze used his flashlight to glance at the water around his feet, and indeed, there were puddles everywhere, as if the water had suddenly started seeping up from the ground.

At that moment, he looked up at Zhang Xiaomo.

Zhang Xiaomo suddenly remembered and said seriously, "When I was seven years old, I nearly drowned in a swimming pool."

Huh—

Yan Junze took a breath, hurried her to the front of the coffin, and by now the rising water had submerged their feet.

First, he peered into the darkness of the coffin, Yan Junze said, "If this water is going to rise completely, it would take at least ten minutes to flood this room, and in that time, I plan to get inside the coffin and have a look. Although the coffin looks small, I believe it's very spacious inside."

Zhang Xiaomo was startled and said, "Maybe I can just smash open this coffin so whatever is inside can't hide anymore."

Yan Junze shook his head, "You won't be able to deal with it with brute force. Trust me, now go back and lean completely against the wall. Even if someone pats your shoulder, don't pay any attention to it. I will get rid of this trouble before the water in this room drowns you."

"After I learned to swim, I overcame my fear of drowning," Zhang Xiaomo said. "Don't worry about me and focus on dealing with this strangeness. Even if the whole room gets flooded, I can hold my breath for four or five minutes. Just be careful yourself!"

Yan Junze's gaze brightened slightly as he looked at Zhang Xiaomo.

Truth be told, in situations like this, the last thing you want is a teammate who causes more trouble. As long as they don't add to your problems, that's enough. However, Zhang Xiaomo's reaction was the greatest support to him, and she didn't ask too many questions. A woman like her... was rare to find.

"But if the whole room is flooded and you still haven't come out, I will stop at nothing. I'll even use a Super-Energy Burst Hidden Buckle to destroy the coffin and rescue you before the water I've inhaled fills my lungs," Zhang Xiaomo added.

"You have a Super-Energy Burst Hidden Buckle?" Yan Junze exclaimed in surprise.

"My teacher gave it to me," Zhang Xiaomo nodded.

Yan Junze climbed into the coffin, saying, "You won't drown, trust me. I'm the best when it comes to timing."

Zhang Xiaomo did not speak anymore, stepped back, and adhered to Yan Junze's directions, pressing her back tightly against the wall. Looking down, the rising water had already reached her ankles.

Turning to look in the direction of the coffin, Yan Junze's whole body, except for one hand on the edge of the coffin, seemed to be entering a deep space inside, and then he let go, allowing his entire body to enter the coffin.

Zhang Xiaomo forced herself to stay calm and checked her sports watch; the time was 11:35.

Snap!

At this moment, her left shoulder felt a palm slapping it once again.

Now Zhang Xiaomo was certain that the strangeness had merged into the wall, and the hand patting her was definitely protruding from within it.

Nevertheless, she endured it and didn't react.

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Another slap landed on her right shoulder.

...

The moment he stepped into the Red Coffin, Yan Junze felt as if he saw a glimmer of hope.