The Back-faced Woman was always dressed in the sa sumr outfit: a white short-sleeved shirt and shorts, which were not form-fitting, but rather the kind that was loose and comfortable for wearing at ho.
However, upon closer inspection, this white clothing was actually covered with dirt and a few bloodstains.
The Back-faced Woman’s hair wasn’t very long and wasn’t tied up; instead, it hung down disheveled over her shoulders, with so strands twisted together.
This detail reminded Yan Junze of Ke’er’s dirty hair.
But there was nothing he could do—washing a strangeness’s hair wasn’t sothing the Yan Junze of today could manage; maybe he could in the future, but that would probably require a close encounter with an Exorcist first.
As he gradually approached the Back-faced Woman, a chilling sensation began to perate his body, growing colder and colder.
By the ti he reached the second half of the fifth-floor corridor, Yan Junze felt as though he had fallen into an ice cave; in this early sumr season, he was almost trembling from the cold.
He was certain that it was lucky he had carried Ke’er on his back before; had he carried the Back-faced Woman, she might have frozen him to death within minutes.
The Rewind tiline was always on with a four-hour loop; at this critical mont, Yan Junze dared not stop it.
Therefore, there was no need to consider setting the endpoint for the Rewind.
Slowly, he ca to stand behind the Back-faced Woman.
Yan Junze stopped in place, exhaled softly, and he spoke.
"Hello...," he said.
This was the first ti Yan Junze had politely greeted an Evil Spirit while on a task.
The Back-faced Woman still did not move, nor did she make any turning motion; she just stood silently in the corner.
After a mont of thought, Yan Junze reached out his hand, drew close to the Back-faced Woman’s shoulder, and gently touched it.
"Hello."
Suddenly, in a flash, the silhouette of the Back-faced Woman almost turned into a phantom and lunged madly at Yan Junze.
The movent was incredibly fast and abrupt; the next second, Yan Junze only felt a chill at his neck, and his entire body went numb with a jolt.
The attack of the Back-faced Woman was so quick it surpassed the reaction speed of a normal person. His brain only realized he had been bitten in that instant, and before the thought of Rewinding could even surface, the blood vessels in his neck burst open and he fell down.
His vision spun, and everything beca a blur of white. For a mont, Yan Junze thought his Rewind had failed and that he had fallen into a Different Dinsion space.
However, quickly, the view before his eyes ca back into focus. Yan Junze blinked hard, standing in place, still sowhat dazed.
Just then, a ssage popped up in his mind from the Spaceti Atlas.
[Detecting the host is approaching death, "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death" triggered for the first ti. 500 units of Different Dinsion Energy consud this ti.]
As the ssage appeared, Yan Junze noticed that the 25th node on the Spaceti Atlas lit up briefly before dimming, though not going completely dark.
This 25th node had been lit by the Different Dinsion Energy he gained after completing "The Hanged Woman" and "Drop the Handkerchief" tasks.
Currently, Yan Junze had a total of 2700 energy units, with 25 nodes lit, allowing for approximately 4.5 hours of Rewind ti. Explore new worlds at empire
The Spaceti Atlas did not provide any prompt as it had when the 12th node was lit and the "Evil Spirit Solid Lock" feature was enabled.
If he hadn’t almost died this ti, he would have been completely unaware that he possessed the ability of "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death."
After being stunned for a mont, Yan Junze realized that he was standing about ten ters away from the Back-faced Woman; the "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death" had taken him back by less than ten seconds.
Although the rewind was brief, the consumption of Different Dinsion Energy was astonishing, draining about 500 points in roughly ten seconds.
Yan Junze didn’t know whether the duration of the "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death" was always around ten seconds, or if it varied depending on the severity of the life-threatening situation at the ti.
For instance, if the Spaceti Atlas determined that rewinding ten seconds was not enough to avoid the threat to his life, would it automatically add more ti to the rewind?
If that were the case, the consumption of Different Dinsion Energy might be even more astonishing.
Anyway, this was a life-saving feature, and Yan Junze’s life could be considered worry-free only when he had an ample supply of Different Dinsion Energy, just like the incident that had just occurred with the sudden violent attack from the Back-faced Woman.
Watching the Back-faced Woman not far in front of him, Yan Junze couldn’t help but curse in his mind, thinking how this woman, usually silent and seemingly easy to get along with, could attack without a word?
Not only did she bite, but it was a lethal strike that left him with no chance to resist or strategize.
What an oversight! If it weren’t for the "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death," he might now be singing his swan song in another dinsion.
For the mont, the supply of Different Dinsion Energy was sufficient, but Yan Junze didn’t plan to rely on activating "Automatic Rewind on Near-Death" carelessly. He was now fully focused on heightening his guard, preferring to rewind ti himself if possible; otherwise, the energy costs were indeed unbearable.
He approached the Back-faced Woman again.
This ti, he didn’t intend to touch her shoulder; perhaps the Back-faced Woman didn’t like being touched by others.
Yan Junze rembered the task ntioned needing to look at this woman’s face and then ask what she needed.
But how could he get her to turn around?
He recalled the last ti at the stairwell corner, when the slight noise of his footsteps while descending almost caused her to turn.
With this in mind, Yan Junze took a couple of steps back, coughed, and deliberately stamped his feet on the ground a few tis.
He had been cautious and made no noise while approaching her, but this ti he did it on purpose, making louder sounds to draw her attention.
The Back-faced Woman suddenly moved, a movent Yan Junze captured with precision.
Then Yan Junze coughed twice more, and the Back-faced Woman’s neck shook slightly, the dirty tangled hair quivering with the movent. Then she began to turn her body around.
This ti, instead of turning her head abruptly like the ti she followed Yan Junze ho, she moved her feet lightly, spinning in place at a rapid rate.
Her entire body, like a wooden figurine, made a series of tapping noises as she quickly rotated.
The thick, dirty hair also covered her entire face. Yan Junze tried to look intently but couldn’t see through it at all.
Rembering the task prompt, he had to look at her face and ask what she needed.
So seeing her face was a must, but his experiences reminded him not to touch the Back-faced Woman, putting him in a difficult position.
"No matter what difficulties you’ve encountered, I... can help you!" Yan Junze tried to speak.
He rembered the note from the task, "You cannot comprehend how terrifying a deranged woman can be."
However, he already understood that after just one touch, his life was nearly taken. Isn’t that madness?
So now, he preferred not to act but to speak.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Back-faced Woman lifted her gaunt, bruised arm and began to slowly push aside the hair that covered her face, revealing sothing Yan Junze absolutely did not expect to see.
What appeared before Yan Junze was not a face but an entire piece of scalp, a complete, intact scalp.
"This seems... to be the back of her head!?" Yan Junze looked closely and was instantly startled.
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