Chapter 585: Rewind

Originally, this time was supposed to be an excited sibling hug, followed by a happy spin-around ending.

But reality was different: blood stained Zhang Jie's eyes red, and he watched in person as a blade of flesh and meat thrust out from his older sister's heart.

She looked at herself, wanting to say something, her body still holding an open-armed pose.

But her arms were losing strength, constantly drooping.

"Sis!!!"

His body thudded to the ground, revealing the true culprit behind him—a man made entirely of meat strips.

"D-rank anomaly, the happy envier...."

Zhang Jie knew why his older sister had been targeted.

"Obviously... just a little bit away..."

"Obviously my life was about to get better!"

He was just one step away—just one step away from being able to grab his older sister's hand.

But he didn't, and the hope of a new life slipped through his fingers.

"Little... Jie, run...."

"Heh heh heh...."

The meat-strip monster grinned wide, letting out hoarse laughs, its eyes full of mockery, as if saying:

Even if I killed her, what could you do about it?

"You... deserve... to die!"

Zhang Jie suddenly exploded forth like a humanoid beast; the anomaly didn't even react before a big hand grabbed its head.

While Zhang Jie was midair, one hand grabbed the thing's head, using his body's weight and his own strength to slam that head hard into the ground.

"Pfft...."

The monster's head burst open like a watermelon.

Weak, too weak! Zhang Jie couldn't believe that such trash, such a thing, actually took his older sister's life.

"Sis!"

Zhang Jie quickly helped his older sister up; the large hole in her chest told him that nothing could be salvaged anymore.

"Sis...."

"Gift.... gift...."

At the final moment of her life, his older sister's eyes lingered on Zhang Jie, as if wanting to imprint him forever in her gaze.

She produced a small, arm-long gift box—she wanted to personally hand it to Zhang Jie.

"No... no..."

"Sis..."

It seemed too late; her blood-stained hand trembled as she placed the gift beside Zhang Jie, personally stroking his cheek.

But only her fingertips managed to touch his cheek before her arm lost all strength, leaving only a bloodstain on Zhang Jie's face.

"......"

The person in his arms seemed to fall asleep, as if merely closing their eyes normally.

Zhang Jie:......

"Anomaly...."

"My home.... is gone...."

He looked at the gift box, and everything around him lost its color.

The surrounding people's screams kept ringing out; Zhang Jie just knelt in the pool of blood, voiceless.

"Sigh...."

A sigh suddenly sounded from beside him; though clearly unfamiliar, hearing it felt oddly familiar.

"Arriving a step late... but it doesn't matter."

Zhang Jie paid no heed to that muttering person; whether familiar or not, it was no longer his concern.

The damned anomaly took away his last remaining relative.

If the Anomaly Bureau says so, he should be that immensely powerful 'Invincible Person,' right?

Losing kin, losing everything—that is precisely a human's most invincible state.

Next, this world—all anomalies—will face his most terrifying retaliation.

"Hey, cheer up."

"You didn't make it this time? No problem, I'll give you another chance."

"Remember, this time grab hold."

Before Zhang Jie could understand the other's meaning, everything around began to surge.

The crowd's screams suddenly vanished, and the blood suddenly began to writhe.

Zhang Jie's body moved uncontrollably, and his older sister's hand once again rested on his cheek.

Zhang Jie:!!!!

Older sister... resurrected?

No.... it's this world...

This world has been put on rewind!

His body began to move uncontrollably, and the surrounding scenery began to rapidly rewind.

He placed his hand on that headless body, began to lift it slowly; the exploded flesh and blood flowed back, and his hand automatically clenched around a solid form.

His body rose into the air in an incomprehensible manner, while the monster in his hand stood upright in an eerie fashion.

He was retreating, the spurting blood peeled off from his face and gathered toward the chest of the person before him....

The blood-flesh bayonet was withdrawn from her chest, and the blood also followed, contracting....

In this rewinding world, Zhang Jie suddenly looked sideways; that was a man covered in facial scars, he didn't move, didn't retreat, he doesn't belong to this timeline!

But before he could think too much, his body suddenly returned to the place where he initially was—he still held his phone.

The clamor sounded again, Zhang Jie dazedly lifted his head, and instantly saw that familiar figure.

However, this time it was Zhang Yan who first noticed him.

"Little Jie!"

She was waving at him, she was running towards him here.....

"Sis!"

He threw away his phone, Zhang Jie ran toward the other person without hesitation.

This time! He will do it!