I can rewind time to prevent death

Yan Junze nodded, which explained why the Burst Nail had suddenly disappeared from his pocket in the dream—it had slipped out during the process. Still, dreams were just dreams, and it was quite possible that some items that existed in reality did not appear in them. Yan Junze reached out to pick up the Burst Nail from Xiang Er's palm, put it back into his pocket, and stood up to walk to the private room door. He gently pulled it open and stepped out. Footsteps sounded from behind; Xiang Er followed him. "I'm going downstairs to have a look. You stay on the second floor, and don't come down under any circumstances," Yan Junze instructed as he walked. As the door opened, the sounds from downstairs became clearer, and Yan Junze could even discern Huang Chen's voice talking to someone. He walked along the corridor towards the staircase, and when he was almost reaching it, Xiang Er suddenly said from behind, "What's going on? It seems like someone has been up here!" Yan Junze stopped, staring ahead without turning back, and asked, "What did you discover?" "There are footprints on the floor, very clear ones," Xiang Er said. "But I didn't hear anything in the room just now. Huh? Something's not right. Someone was here just now!" "Take a closer look around here; I'll go downstairs," Yan Junze said, heading forward again without looking back. "Don't you find these footprints strange?" Xiang Er asked. "I feel like, do you want me to turn around?" Yan Junze stopped again, placing his hand on the corridor railing. "Come here, the footprints are right next to the private room here. Someone must have sneaked into the room. What is this person trying to do?" Xiang Er seemed not to have heard Yan Junze's words. "If I turn around now, will my neck immediately snap?" Yan Junze asked, talking to himself as if he hadn't heard Xiang Er's words, even curling his lips into a faint smile. The scene fell silent. On the corridor, Xiang Er was facing Yan Junze, who had his back turned to her, and neither moved. "How did you find out?" Xiang Er suddenly spoke. "When you gave me the Burst Nail, your palm was warm," Yan Junze replied without any concealment. "Aren't normal people's palms supposed to be warm?" Xiang Er's voice grew increasingly cold. "Sorry, you picked the wrong target," Yan Junze said with a smile. He had not woken up, but was still in the third dream. In that moment, Yan Junze was eighty percent sure that the woman behind him was the Black Dress Woman. At the same time, his brain activated "Perception of Strange Events." A mission information prompt followed immediately. [Mission Name: Special Hobby; Mission Level: Hair-Raising (Medium); Mission Background: This was a murder case that permanently stopped her life seven years ago. On her way home after a night shift, as she was passing through an alley, someone called out to her from behind. The unsuspecting her had just turned her head when the murderer brutally slit her throat and stole all her belongings. Before leaving, the killer with a special hobby took a photo of her corpse. Her neck has been loose since then, and she is looking for a suitable head, though none seem to satisfy her; Mission Description: Give her a head to satisfy her obsession, or, strangle her along with her obsession; Reward: 1300 Different Dimension Energy points; Punishment: Maybe you can try on your own head; Tips: 1. The Evil Spirit cannot be Locked Down; 2. Her shadow was projected onto a photo at the moment of her death. If the true body cannot be found, the photo might be a breakthrough point; Note: Do you know what her job was? Uh, just an ordinary... Hypnotist.] A hypnotist, no wonder! "This should be the last layer of the dream, right?" Yan Junze, having understood all the mission information and knowing why the Black Dress Woman appeared, spoke while walking forward again. Reaching the top of the staircase, he did not descend, but looked down at the hall. In his view, the downstairs hall was empty, void of anyone, and as he looked, the various sounds that had reached his ear, including voices like Huang Chen's, suddenly vanished without a trace. "If you won't turn around, I can help you," said Xiang Er from behind, approaching with her hands extended. At the same time, Yan Junze took out the Burst Nail. Just then, the caps and spikes of the two Burst Nails in his hand shook unexpectedly, breaking apart without warning and turning into two clouds of dust that fell through his fingers. Laughter came from behind, no longer Xiang Er's, but an unfamiliar woman's voice. Yan Junze was well aware that this must be the true form of the Black Dress Woman. "Do you think that by placing these damned nails ahead of time, you could escape the dream? That woman named Xia Ruolan was really lucky; she was the first to successfully escape the dream. So sorry, with the previous lesson learned, I've already cleaned out all the nails and even sharp objects," the Black Dress Woman's voice was not delicate but as thick as a man's, said slowly. Still without turning his head, Yan Junze smiled: "Do you think I placed these Burst Nails to escape the dream upon encountering you and to leave? I'm sorry, but you guessed wrong. The purpose of laying the Burst Nails was only to get out of the first two layers of dreams seamlessly, and in the last layer of the dream, which is now, to truly meet you." With that, he took a sudden step forward, stood at the edge of the stairway leading down to the first floor, and loudly called into the hall below, "Ning Ji, your husband Jia Sheng's headless body... has been found!"