I can rewind time to prevent death

The crew-cut man standing at the front facing the four seemed to be the leader. Upon seeing Yan Junze, he bellowed, "Are you the Semi-Spirit Exorcist?"

Yan Junze was taken aback, remembering he was no longer a Semi-Spirit, something he apparently hadn't reported to the team.

But he was too lazy to explain now, so he nodded.

"Quickly join the team, we're only waiting for you," the crew-cut man still barked.

Yan Junze quickened his pace and saw that each person had a small backpack on the ground, which contained a flashlight, lighter, multifunctional army knife, and other items.

There was one backpack left unclaimed, which must have been his spot.

He walked up to the backpack and stood still, looking at the crew-cut man.

The man was looking at a phone in his hand, which seemed to hold information on these people, and he said, "My name is Gao Meng, and I'm leading our team of Semi-Spirit Exorcists this time. According to the instructions from above, we will enter the sub-level two to assist another team in shutting down the backup power supply. Time is of the essence. I can't be bothered to remember your names. I will give each team member a number, starting with number 1 here, ending with number 5. Remember your own number, as I will issue commands directly by calling your number."

With this, he glanced back at the emergency light in the corner of the building's lobby, which was on.

"The emergency light is on, indicating the backup power supply hasn't been shut down. The team on sub-level two might have run into some trouble, and we need to go in quickly to lend assistance," Gao Meng turned back, his voice resonant, "I suggest that starting from the moment we enter the building on sub-level one, everyone should transform into the Semi-Spirit State to avoid any sudden contingencies."

He then turned and walked toward the entrance of the building, saying, "Follow me, and without my command, no one should act rashly."

Yan Junze was the last to arrive, numbered 5.

He glanced sideways and saw the four people standing next to him, each looking calm, apparently all experienced Semi-Spirits who had encountered various dangers.

No one spoke, and the group followed Gao Meng in single file.

The lobby on the first floor was relatively bright, but the deeper inside they went, the dimmer the light became, with only the emergency lights at the corners providing illumination. Even without using flashlights, they could still see.

To be safe, Gao Meng had everyone take out flashlights to light the way.

Suddenly, number 4 spoke up, "My vision is extraordinary; I don't need a flashlight."

Number 4 was a woman, about one meter sixty, but with a petite and very proportionate figure.

Gao Meng turned to look at her briefly. He did not speak and did not insist further.

When they reached the entrance to sub-level one, Gao Meng turned around and said, "Everyone initiate your Semi-Spirit Body transformation, and follow me down."

As he finished speaking, his own demeanour abruptly changed, his eyes turning red, and the aura around his body became wildly violent. His voice, initially normal, gradually transformed into a thick and muffled growl.

Number 1 was a somewhat overweight man. He staggered forward as if he were drunk. When he turned around, his face had completely decayed, his body starting to swell.

Number 2 was a middle-aged man who sat down on the ground. Opposite to number 1, his body rapidly withered away, making his clothes seem exceedingly loose. He tightened the waist and trouser legs of his special suit and with a leap, he was gone from sight.

Yan Junze looked up to find the man now hanging upside down from the ceiling, his head tilted back watching the people below. Then, using all fours, he scurried to a corner of the wall and curled up motionless.

Number 3, who seemed only slightly older than Yan Junze, maybe not yet twenty, turned around, his back to everyone. Suddenly, his body flipped upside down and he began walking on his hands, his waist making cracking sounds as it twisted. Simultaneously, a sandpaper-like grating voice eked out from his throat as he took on this strange posture and crawled forward following Gao Meng.

Number 4, the woman by Yan Junze, glanced at him. She seemed to have no physical changes and simply walked towards sub-level one.

Yan Junze smiled and followed down the staircase.

At the same time.

Ku Zai was sitting on the bed in the rental room. Although his face was still pale, he was able to move on his own and was recovering quickly.

Xiang Er was outside in the corridor, settling the costs of the damages with the landlady. Ku Zai just sat on the bed, watching them without doing anything.

Suddenly, the screen of Xiang Er's phone on the chair by the bed lit up, catching Ku Zai's attention.

Turning his head, his eyes landed on the lit phone, which at the moment was prompting for a password.

Quickly, to his surprise, Ku Zai found that the screen for entering the password disappeared, revealing the phone's main screen.

Then, as if someone were operating it, the browser popped up.

In the browser's address bar, letters rapidly formed, piecing together into a string of URL.

This URL was entirely unfamiliar to Ku Zai.

After the URL appeared, a new page opened, unexpectedly leading to a video site's specific page.

It showed that the video was buffering.

Ku Zai felt something was wrong. He tried to brace himself against the bed's edge, struggling to reach the phone to turn it off, but his body was too weak, and he couldn't reach it right away.

"Xiang... Xiang Er... Sister..."

Ku Zai was even more panicked, and with a forceful effort, he fell off the bed, his arm hitting the chair and knocking off the phone, which fell to the floor right before his eyes.

The video had finished buffering. Instead of starting from the beginning, the playback jumped ahead in time.

In the video, four people were holding hands; three of them lay in the bushes, and the remaining one walked silently towards the camera, getting closer and closer, with that pale face enlarging on the screen.

"Xiang..."

Ku Zai was scared witless, clamping his eyes shut and his throat emitted hoarse shrieks nonstop.

Crack!

In the next second, Xiang Er's foot came down, crushing the phone playing the video and emitting sparks, with the screen instantly going black.