Chapter 343: Obliteration! (Vote for monthly ticket!)_2
Aunt Mei replied, "Your Semi-spirit, that strangeness, has been obliterated."
Hum!
Yan Junze's mind shook wildly, his head instantly thundered with noise, feeling dizzy and disoriented, everything before his eyes became unreal.
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The scene was as silent as death.
The two strange babies sensed that something was wrong and were so frightened that they kept silent like cicadas in winter, lying on the ground, not daring to move at all.
At this moment, Yan Junze seemed to have been withdrawn from reality. He reached out to grab Aunt Mei's arm, but his hand kept shaking, endlessly trembling, unable to grasp the target.
Aunt Mei stretched out her slender arm toward Yan Junze, finally allowing him to grasp it.
"Aunt... Aunt Mei, are you saying... the Back-faced Woman, has been obliterated? And also... Ke'er..." Yan Junze couldn't continue.
In the last shared view with the Back-faced Woman, he clearly saw Ke'er being instantly swallowed by the raging fire, letting out a heart-wrenching, pitiful scream.
Aunt Mei didn't respond; she had already made it very clear, and Yan Junze's reaction was obviously one of difficulty in accepting this reality.
Inside the pipe chamber, it once again fell into a silence as still as death.
Yan Junze was clutching Aunt Mei's arm, Aunt Mei stood motionless, and the two strange babies also lay on the ground, burying their little heads deeply between their arms, not even daring to lift their heads.
Yan Junze's complexion went from excitedly flushed to snow-like pallor, then slowly turned to an iron blue.
"Obliterated, the Semi-spirit disappeared, that strangeness, has been obliterated."
A few minutes later, Aunt Mei's voice again trembled in Yan Junze's mind, and with that trembling, it also slowly steadied his chaotic mind, bringing his thoughts back into focus.
"No, it can't be!"
Yan Junze suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with bloodshot threads, he said word by word, "No one is allowed to die! Neither the Back-faced Woman nor Ke'er! Even if they are reduced to ashes, even if they no longer exist, I must stop it, I will definitely stop it!"
Having spoken, he stood up and quickly rushed out of the pipe chamber, running towards the exit of the underground parking garage.
Inside the pipe chamber, Aunt Mei stared blankly at the vanishing figure of Yan Junze, and after a long while, three words surfaced in her mind.
"Has he gone mad?"
Back at home, Yan Junze's face was iron blue, but he couldn't help his eyes from brimming with tears as he quickly stepped into the bedroom, meanwhile shouting to Xiang Er, "Xiang Er, call a taxi service, one that's available 24 hours a day, I'm going to need it the whole time!"
Yan Daguo, Li Man, and Ku Zai were sitting on the sofa, originally in conversation, but at that moment, they all stopped, watching Yan Junze's abnormal reaction, suddenly not knowing what to ask or how to begin.
Xiang Er didn't say anything, immediately taking out her phone, she asked Yan Daguo, "Uncle, do you know the number for taxi services?"
Yan Daguo shook his head, "I don't know the number for taxi services, but the factory often rents cars to pick up clients, I do have the number for a car rental service."
"A car rental service will do, rent one with good performance," Yan Junze said quickly as he walked out from the bedroom, holding a black backpack that he was still packing, and said to Yan Daguo, "Dad, book one for me right away, tell the rental service to fill up the tank in advance, I need it right now."
After speaking, he wiped away the tears that were about to fall, the memory of Ke'er struggling in distress before being obliterated flashed through his mind again.
"It's okay, I will save you, I definitely will save you!"
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In the beginning, Yan Junze just felt that the mother and daughter were in danger but believed that with their combined ability after Bond Evolution, they could handle most strangenesses and humans.
However, as his Semi-Spirit Body remained out of contact and unresponsive, Yan Junze became doubtful.
But because he didn't know what had happened, or where the mother and daughter were, this doubt was only at the level of worry.
According to the usual train of thought, the situation back then wasn't severe enough for Yan Junze to consider initiating the "Great Rewind," as this couldn't just be initiated on a whim—after all, Space-Time Rifts are not found just anywhere.
The last time he sought a Space-Time Rift, Yan Junze had run his legs off and had nearly exhausted all Different Dimension Energy, yet he still hadn't found one.
Had he not later heard that the stone in the Jian Family courtyard was suspicious, he might have met his end without ever finding a Space-Time Rift.
Moreover, up until now, the two times he initiated the "Great Rewind," the first was to deal with a guy called Cheng Jingting, as otherwise, Yan Junze was nearly foiled by him repeatedly. With his life in constant danger, it was imperative to eliminate Cheng Jingting.
The second time was to save himself; without doing so, he would have had to wait to slowly disappear from this world, a situation that couldn't be ignored either.
It could be said that every time the "Great Rewind" was initiated, it was at a critical moment, and Yan Junze had no other choice.
At home, he didn't inform anyone of the true situation, nor did he bring Xiang Er and Ku Zai along. Using the "Great Rewind" wasn't something anyone could help with; it had to be done by himself alone.
He told his parents that an important friend had an accident and that he had to rush to the rescue, then he put two bottles of mineral water into the backpack, wrapped up the two steamed buns his mother had bought in the morning, placed them in the bag, and left the house with a large black umbrella.
When he arrived at the entrance of the residential complex, the car he had reserved had already arrived downstairs.
It was an ordinary black SUV, chosen especially because of the possibility of driving on bad roads in the suburbs, so Yan Junze specifically asked for one with a higher chassis.
The driver, a man in his forties with thin limbs but a small belly, probably from sitting all the time, seemed quite nervous.