I can rewind time to prevent death

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Staring at the woman standing in front of the curtains, Cheng Jingting seemed to harbor no fear.

He had been asleep on this bed just now, while this woman had simply stood by, staring at the person on the bed with an aura of chilly gloom enveloping her, but Cheng Jingting appeared to be unfazed.

It was clear that he had slept rather soundly.

After taking out his phone and opening an app, he remained seated on the bed and after a moment's thought, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

The call connected after a short while.

"Hello there, Editor Tang," Cheng Jingting said with a smile.

"Mm, Jingtian, hello to you," came the voice of Tang Zhengyi.

"I wanted to ask if you're in charge of someone called 'Night Traveling Puppy'?" Cheng Jingting asked without beating around the bush.

Tang Zhengyi hesitated for a moment before asking, "Yes, is there an issue?"

"Oh, I'd like to request your help in contacting him," Cheng Jingting said. "His videos are quite good, and if possible, I'd like to collaborate with him."

"Collaborate?" Tang Zhengyi was somewhat surprised.

"Yes," Cheng Jingting said with a smile. "You know I'm connected with many Spirit Exploration Teams, and if Night Traveling Puppy agrees to work with us, there are quite a few significant strangenesses sites here that have yet to be explored. We could give it a try."

"I'll need to ask him about that," Tang Zhengyi responded with a nod.

"I'll await your good news," Cheng Jingting said before hanging up the call.

Meanwhile, among the row of earth jars near the wall, one covered with a red cloth strip moved slightly, as if something inside was pushing it.

Cheng Jingting pursed his lips in a smile, looking at that jar and muttered to himself, "Eager to come out early?"

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"Collaborate?" Yan Junze was somewhat surprised.

He didn't expect that just after seeing a person named "Cheng Jingting" comment on his video, in the blink of an eye, this guy had sent an invitation through Tang Zhengyi.

"That's right," Tang Zhengyi explained. "Cheng Jingting is quite famous on the platform, a part-time anchor, and many netizens call him Young Master Ting. This fellow has close business dealings with several tycoons and the Spirit Exploration Teams he's formed with these people are very active. Put simply, he's quite powerful on our platform; even the boss wouldn't dare to offend him."

"Sorry, but I don't collaborate with others," Yan Junze said.

Having had a prior experience with collaboration, Yan Junze now found the concept of exploring spirits with ordinary people distasteful.

It might have been another matter if the others were exorcists, but in the end, these people were just experienced in spirit exploration, still just ordinary people.

Tang Zhengyi paused on the other end of the phone, then asked, "Are you sure you won't collaborate with them? The videos they've uploaded are extremely popular, and if you were to work together, I believe the videos' popularity would soar further. Whether it's attracting the attention of video buyers or directly being featured on a paid platform, it would be a considerable amount."

"No need," Yan Junze still refused. "I'm not comfortable working with others."

"Didn't you collaborate once before? With your classmate," Tang Zhengyi persisted, reminding him.

"Only that one time," Yan Junze said with a smile.

Had it not been for the need to break the wall last time, he wouldn't have involved Zhou Dali. Yet Zhou Dali was such a coward that he wouldn't have agreed without Bao Jie and Jiang Ruixin coming along. And since Bao Jie was needed for the video, one thing led to another, and the temporary exploration team was formed.

Luckily, everything had gone smoothly with no mishaps. However, that experience made Yan Junze decide not to explore spirits with ordinary people again—unless it was with an exorcist.

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Tang Zhengyi tried persuading for a while longer, but seeing that Yan Junze's lips remained sealed, he had no choice but to say a few words and then hang up the phone.

Afterward, Tang Zhengyi called Cheng Jingting.

"Oh, he won't join the Spirit Exploration Team. Mm-hmm, okay, nothing much."

Cheng Jingting hung up the phone with a smile still beaming on his face, which betrayed no hint of displeasure. He got up from the bed, dressed himself, put on his shoes, and went to crouch beside the row of earthen jars.

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The jar covered with a red cloth lid was fluctuating frequently now, as if whatever was inside was eager to come out.

Looking at it, Cheng Jingting took out his phone to check the calendar, "It should be about time."

A hand reached over and lifted the red cloth lid, and a wisp of blue mist rose from the jar, dissipating into the air without a trace.

At the same time, an indescribable foul odor hit him, permeating the room with a scent of decay and withering.

Cheng Jingting placed the lid on the ground and extended his hand into the open jar. Sounds similar to stirring in mud echoed, followed by a look of surprise and delight on his face.

He grabbed something from inside the jar and yanked it out with force.

In his hands was a blue-skinned boy. The strangeness that emerged from the jar visibly grew larger until it stopped at the size of a five-year-old.

Without emitting a sound, upon Cheng Jingting's release, the child landed naked on the floor, standing erect to the side, with stinky blue liquid continuing to drip from his body. Blue liquid also streamed from the sockets of his eyes, which showed nothing but white.

"The jar is freed up now," Cheng Jingting said, not paying any mind to the boy standing to one side, but turning his head to address the woman in the white nightgown standing beneath the window curtain, brimming with chilly aura, "It's your turn now."

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Two days later.

Yan Junze, after finishing his dinner, lay on the couch at home watching TV when Zhou Dali's phone call suddenly came through.

Yan Junze picked up the phone, glanced at it, and pressed the answer button — Zhou Dali's laughter immediately burst through, not saying anything, just a series of loud "hahahahas."

"Congratulations," Yan Junze said, and then hung up, continuing to watch TV.

Zhou Dali was left baffled, his smile still plastered on his face, the epitome of awkwardness.

The phone rang again shortly after, and when Yan Junze answered, Zhou Dali blurted out angrily, "What the hell, I just laughed a few times, didn't even say anything, and you congratulate me for what?"

Yan Junze replied, "Knowing your character, wouldn't you laugh like an idiot only if something joyous happened? And in the past couple of days, the only thing that could make you so happy is naturally getting into Tianmeng Sports Institute."

"Spot on!" Zhou Dali, not caring how prescient Yan Junze was, excitedly said, "I've booked us a spot at Tuberose Bar, just a few close classmates. Bao Jie and Jiang Ruixin are coming too. Hurry over so we can celebrate! I've even booked a Divine Camel Exclusive Car to take us home later, we play for a while, and head back by nine."

Yan Junze moved the phone away from his ear, sat up from the couch, and peeked out the window, "The weather's good today, huh? Stars strewn across the moonlit sky."

"Yeah, the weather is really good," Zhou Dali hurriedly responded.

"Too good. I'm not coming," Yan Junze hung up the phone.

Zhou Dali was befuddled once more, but after a moment, he called again, "Hey Junze, if you're making excuses, at least make them plausible! What does 'too good' weather even mean? What kind of weather are you waiting for to come out, a downpour or a hailstorm?"

"You're right," Yan Junze let out a resigned smile, "You guys go on and enjoy. I really won't be coming."

"You, I mean..." Zhou Dali began to protest in frustration, "Bao Jie heard you were coming and even invited some relatives over for you since she was planning to seek your help with something recently. Are you really going to stand her up like this?!"

"Oh?" Yan Junze sat up straighter again.