I can rewind time to prevent death

Zhang Xiaomo's body didn't react at all, but she already felt icy numbness throughout, as if even the consciousness in her mind had turned into a sticky mess at this moment.

Wu Mayun was holding her, and after about five seconds, she slowly let go.

It seemed she hadn't achieved her intended goal.

She turned around and walked towards the service desk.

"Why did the power go out?"

A moment later, a man's voice came from the direction of the stairwell, rough and gruff.

By then, Wu Mayun had already stood next to the motionless uniformed woman, letting out a faint "ahhh—" as she slowly stooped down, crouching below the service desk, her withered hand reaching out to grab the hand of the uniformed woman.

Now, Yan Junze understood why Zhang Chengjing had immediately grabbed hold of him at that moment, and why the other people in the meeting room also fell silent.

Because it was very likely that Wu Mayun had intervened the moment she released the Absolute Territory; when the darkness descended, Zhang Chengjing had first grabbed hold of him, and later he discovered that Zhang Xiaomo was not at her seat, so it was very likely that she had grabbed the nearest Exorcist, who had dragged her over.

Those who reacted quickly grabbed onto someone, while those who reacted slowly, or didn't react at all, might have already been standing stiff, unconscious.

No wonder the entire meeting room was eerily silent; those who knew clung onto hands consciously, not allowing Wu Mayun to intervene, while those who didn't know were perhaps actively grabbed by someone who did, but they might not understand the reason for it.

Like the co-founder of the Exorcist organization alongside Zhang Chengjing, but who himself was not an Exorcist, now likely met a ghastly end after turning on his flashlight.

Yan Junze speculated that at the moment of intervention, Yu Changhai, the deputy head of the main team, was closest to Zhang Xiaomo's seat and could have grabbed Xiaomo by leaning back with a reverse hand, so he was the most likely one to have helped Xiaomo at that moment.

Once the moment of darkness passed, and hands were released, there would be no issue. But afterwards, a person alone could still easily be intervened by strangenesses; if there were multiple people together, they could also be surreptitiously intervened by the spirit without notice.

The man who was clamoring about the power outage soon appeared at the stairwell entrance, his silhouette vaguely discernible as possibly wearing a service uniform from the logistics department of the main team, with a name badge on his left chest reflecting a faint glimmer of light.

It seemed like this person had come up from below using the stairs.

Yan Junze looked towards the elevator entrance; from his position, he couldn't see it, but he figured the power supply for the elevator should still be normal.

"Ya, what are you doing standing there? Why didn't you tell me to go check the power supply?" the man said as he approached.

Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo were standing slightly to the rear, facing the man, except their location was a bit darker, but neither of them dared to speak or move, lest they could not evade with Wu Mayun's terrifying speed of murder under these circumstances.

Now, all they could do was to pray that the man would notice the two of them, their hands once again joined together.

The man called out "Ya" again, his eyes scanning over, and then he paused; as he nearly approached the service desk, he still discovered Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo standing against the wall.

Both of them had their eyes wide open, staring at him.

The man immediately stopped and looked back at Ya behind the service desk, who appeared to be in the same stance.

His heart immediately started thudding wildly, not moving any further, his instinct telling him that everything exuded an inexplicable eeriness. He was ready to turn around and leave.

"Wait for me." At this moment, Ya suddenly spoke, her whole person seemingly coming alive in an instant, turning her head to look at him.

The man paused, realizing that it was Ya who was speaking. On closer inspection, this woman seemed fine, albeit a bit anxious; it looked like something really did go wrong on this floor of the meeting rooms.

After Ya said this, she walked out from behind the service desk, continuing, "I was scared to death just now, I didn't dare to leave without you, hurry, let's go downstairs first!"

"What happened just now?" the man asked in surprise.

"Let's talk as we go down." Ya approached the man.

It was then that the man noticed, behind Ya, a short-haired woman of not-so-tall stature moving timidly and fearfully in her wake, likely also frightened by something.

At this time, the man had not noticed Yan Junze winking at him, as the lighting was really too dim.

Yan Junze felt Zhang Xiaomo's hand sweating coldly in his; the temperature outside the meeting room was much higher than inside, perhaps because it was not the primary site of Wu Mayun's transformational presence.

As she was about to approach the man, Ya reached out her hand towards him, and almost instinctively he reached out to grab hers. Just as they were about to walk towards the stairs, his entire body stiffened in place.

The scene descended into silence.

After a short while, their hands let go, and in silence, they turned around and stood side by side in place, motionless.

Wu Mayun, with her body stooped, sniffed in front of the now immobile man for a moment, turned, and walked into the stairwell, never to come out again.

Yan Junze and Zhang Xiaomo were still hand in hand, leaning against the wall, both turning to look at each other without speaking, just silently standing.

About a minute later, no more noise came from the direction of the stairwell; Wu Mayun must have gone up or down the stairs. Zhang Xiaomo took a light breath, her back relaxing away from the wall, she turned to Yan Junze, about to speak.