Chapter 504: Rewind Successful

The scene brightened again.

This time a pure white background appeared, exactly like the void San Yue Qi is currently in.

A silhouette appeared in the center of the frame.

The person wore a black funeral suit and an orange smiling Mask, and was precisely the "infatuated Mary Sue version Aha" from earlier.

They faced the camera and said in that affected tone:

"Dear viewers, if you are seeing this video, it means you are undergoing a massive Time Reversal. According to the Rule, watching this video is the price you must pay~"

They paused briefly, and the smile on the Mask seemed to deepen.

"How is it? Is it good? Touching? This was filmed with Nanu Ke Ouba, you know~ Although Nanu Ke Ouba himself doesn't know about it, it's fine; after all, they won't mind such a trivial thing~"

"Well then, enjoy your Rewind, and come back next time~"

The screen went black with a "Bang".

The screen vanished.

The surroundings fell again into that endless pure white.

San Yue Qi sat on an invisible chair, her gaze vacant and her expression frozen.

She didn't know how long had passed.

Maybe a second, maybe ten thousand years.

San Yue Qi slowly raised her hand and slapped herself.

"Bang!"

It hurt.

It wasn't a dream.

She really saw the Star God Skit.

She really was used as the price for this Time Reversal.

San Yue Qi clutched her head and let out a wail:

"Aaaahhh—!!!"

The wail echoed in the pure white void, lingering for a long time.

But the next second—

Everything around began to warp.

The pure white world rippled like water, then shattered with a "Bang".

San Yue Qi felt herself being yanked down hard—

She opened her eyes.

In front of her was the ceiling of Lin's living room.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm patches on the floor.

A few magazines lay on the coffee table, and a faint fragrance drifted in the air.

San Yue Qi sat up dazedly, realizing she was sitting on the sofa.

On the coffee table in front of her, Clockboy was lounging with his legs crossed, propping his chin with a thin arm, looking at her with a strange expression.

"Tick?"

Clockboy tilted his head, "Fen Mao, why are you spacing out Tick?"

San Yue Qi stared blankly at it, then looked at the familiar surroundings.

Back?

Really back?

She jerked her hand up and slapped herself again.

"Bang!"

It hurt.

Clockboy jumped up from the table in fright, "Wow Tick! Fen Mao, why are you going crazy Tick! Why are you hitting yourself!"

San Yue Qi ignored it, touched her face, glanced at her hands, and surveyed everything around her.

I'm back.

Really back.

And…

She carefully felt her body.

Not tired. No depletion. Magic abundant. Condition superb.

It was as if the four previous deaths, the three prior Rewinds, and that Star God Skit were all just a dream.

But San Yue Qi knew it wasn't a dream.

Those pains, those fears, those Despair, were all etched in her Memory.

And that skit—

San Yue Qi's body twitched uncontrollably.

(Please, never let me see that again in this life…)

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Good.

I'm back.

Nothing has happened yet.

Lin hasn't left yet, hasn't encountered those Monkeys, hasn't been chased by those chaotic things.

Those two Sabers haven't started fighting yet, Archer hasn't appeared, and that golden weight rain hasn't fallen yet.

Everything has a chance to change.

San Yue Qi stood up, walked to the window, and pulled back the curtains.

Outside, the street was bathed in bright sunshine, pedestrians came and went, and vehicles streamed by endlessly.

A normal world.

A living world.

San Yue Qi clenched her fists, and a brilliant smile spread across her face.

"Good!" she turned around and said to the still bewildered Clockboy, "I've decided, I won't go out today!"

Clockboy: "... Tick?"

"Stay at home!" San Yue Qi placed her hands on her hips, "Let those Monkeys and Archer play by themselves! Whoever wants to fight, they fight; I'm not joining any more!"

At that moment, the bathroom door opened.

Lin, wiping her damp hair, stepped out and, seeing San Yue Qi standing at the window with hands on hips laughing, was momentarily stunned.

"San Yue Jie? What are you doing, banana?"

San Yue Qi's smile froze on her face.

"…Lin."

"Hmm, banana?"

"You speak…"

"What's wrong, banana?"

Perspective shift.

The sunlight is just right, and the breeze is gentle.

Bai Hang walked along this unfamiliar street, holding a freshly bought box of strawberry milk, drinking it while heading toward the school.

Comfortable.

Now that's life.

Even though this world is weird and strange, as long as you don't mind the chaotic nonsense, it's rather pleasant.

Bai Hang took another sip of milk, then habitually slipped her hand into her pocket—

Her movement halted.

There was an extra item in her pocket.

Bai Hang withdrew her hand, a card clutched between her fingers.

The card was about palm‑sized, its material resembling a special plastic, its surface emitting a faint glow.

The front of the card bore an illustration—

An assassin's figure.

Black robe, hunched posture, vivid and lifelike.

Around the illustration was a ring of intricate patterns, resembling a Magic Array.

Bai Hang blinked.

What is this?

She turned the card over repeatedly, then held it up to the sunlight.

She didn't recognize it.

Never seen it before.

When did it appear?

Bai Hang tried hard to recall.

When she left home in the morning, she remembered wearing this outfit, with an empty pocket.

After that she kept walking the streets, encountering nothing special, and hadn't picked up anything.

How did this thing get into her pocket?

"Jing Yuan?" she whispered.

The space beside her rippled slightly, and Jing Yuan's figure materialized from the void.

He still bore that carefree demeanor, his white hair sparkling in the sunlight.

"Master, what orders do you have?"

Bai Hang handed him the card, "This… do you recognize it? I just reached into my pocket and suddenly found this extra thing, not knowing where it came from."

Jing Yuan took the card and examined it carefully.

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze lingering on the card's patterns for a long time.

"Interesting."

He said softly, "This card is imbued with a special magic, its aura feels similar to that of a Heroic Spirit, yet there are subtle differences."

Jing Yuan lifted his head, looking at Bai Hang, "Master, are you sure this just appeared?"

Bai Hang nodded vigorously, "Absolutely! It wasn't there when I left this morning!"

Jing Yuan was silent for a moment, then slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting." He returned the card to Bai Hang, "Master, keep it safe; this might be useful in the future."

Bai Hang took the card back, glanced again at the assassin illustration, still not understanding what it was.

Forget it, just keep it for now.

She shoved the card back into her pocket and continued drinking the milk.

Sunlight bathed her, warm and soothing.

In the distance, a few faint cries of "Jiaojiao" could be heard.

Bai Hang tilted his ear to listen, but brushed it off.

It was probably a pet someone was raising.