CH 3

Currently, Yan Junze has received two missions in a row, so there’s two weakly lit up nodes in the space-time map, which enabled the first regression line.

Through this regression line, he can create a rewind period of no more than 5 minutes.

However, this regression line appears unstable and may be extinguished after only one use.

Unless Yan Junze obtains the corresponding energy from completing the missions, only then can he light up the nodes and obtain a stable rewind line.

If all the nodes in the entire space-time map are lit up, would he be able to travel through time and return to the world he came from? At the very least, if he could solve the current supernatural crisis using the map, would there be even more amazing things waiting for him after lighting up the entire map?

If that is indeed the case, Yan Junze must carefully consider which mission to complete first.

The first mission he triggered is [Washing Hair], with a mission level of [Panic (Low)], while the second mission is [The Old Woman Knocking at Midnight] , with a mission level of [Panic (Medium)].

Although the mission description of [Washing Hair] appears to be more terrifying and dangerous than [The Old Woman Knocking at Midnight], the former’s level is only “low”, indicating that it is not as dangerous as the latter. Yan Junze was puzzled by this.

However, the mission prompt explains that there are still side missions to be triggered for [The Old Woman Knocking at Midnight] which may be the reason for its slightly higher level.

Therefore, it seems more reliable to choose [Washing Hair] as the first mission.

After weighing his options, Yan Junze finally succumbed to drowsiness and fell asleep after making his decision.

The next morning.

Yan Daguo got up early and opened the bathroom door to make sure the little girl in red had disappeared. He then washed up and hurried to the factory.

Li Man also got up early. The cleaning company had scheduled her to clean two homes in the morning, keeping her busy.

After cooking a bowl of noodles for Yan Junze, Li Man followed Yan Daguo out.

Yan Junze quickly finished his noodles, took out his phone, and looked through his call history. He saw the name “Zhou Heng” appearing frequently, so he dialed the number.

Soon, the voice of a young man came, somewhat impudently saying, “Hey, Xiao Junjun, are you missing your grandpa already?”

A close friend, probably the close friend of the original owner of this body.

Yan Junze knew he had guessed correctly and said, “Zhou Heng, come and wait for me at the gate of my residential area. We’ll go to school together.”

“What did you just call me?” Zhou Heng sounded a little surprised.

“I don’t have time to chat nonsense with you,” Yan Junze deliberately made his tone heavy, “Remember to hurry up. Call me when you get there, I’ll come down.”

“Okay, you must be up to no good, you little brat!” Zhou Heng laughed, “Don’t worry, I, Zhou Dali, will always be your big brother. If anything happens, I’ll take care of what happens.”

Hanging up the phone, Yan Junze thought for a moment and said to himself, “Is this guy’s nickname Zhou Dali or Brother Dali?”

He called Zhou Heng to come and pick him up for a reason. Without the memories of the original owner of this body, Yan Junze didn’t know the location of the school, so he used this method.

However, his interactions with his classmates would certainly be different from before, so Yan Junze planned to use his experience of encountering supernatural events as an excuse to create an image of a teenager who had just experienced terror, was a little confused, and had a different behavior from before.

“It’s impossible to call this guy Brother Dali, because this nickname… sounds a little unmanly.” Yan Junze stood up and walked towards his parents’ bedroom.

As expected, Yan Daguo did not take the key to the bathroom with him, but instead left it on the bedside table.

There were three identical keys, all on the same keychain.

Yan Junze took one of them, and then took the key to his own bedroom and replaced it with the bathroom key.

The locks were the same, and the keys were similar in shape. Unless you looked closely at the teeth of the key, you couldn’t tell that it had been switched.

After changing the key, Yan Junze put the bathroom key next to him, ready to do the [Washing Hair] mission later tonight.

After waiting for a while, the phone rang, and Zhou Heng’s voice came through the speaker, as if he were using a megaphone, saying that he had arrived at the entrance of the residential area .

Yan Junze picked up his single-strap backpack and left the house, locking the door behind him and walking downstairs.

The residential area was called Fenghua, and it was indeed very old, at least forty years old. The tallest building was only seven stories high, and Yan Junze’s building, Building 7, was only five stories high, with his family living on the fourth floor.

The old woman who knocked on the door in the middle of the night, Granny Ren, lived on the fifth floor.

As he was about to leave the residential area, Yan Junze looked back at the fifth floor. There were four doors on the fifth floor, and he didn’t know which one Granny Ren lived in, but the entire fifth floor looked quiet and still, with no one going in or out, giving off a sense of gloom.

A boy carrying a single-strap backpack was standing at the entrance of the residential area. The moment he saw him, Yan Junze understood why this guy was called “Zhou Dali”.

If measured by cross-section, this guy was at least equivalent to three thin Yan Junzes, not to mention his hammer-thick limbs.

Was this guy from a martial arts family? Yan Junze wondered.

But he knew in his heart that although this world was different from Earth, it wasn’t filled with magical power or cultivators. There weren’t so many bizarre settings.

For now, only the exorcists of SEO were able to deal with supernatural events, so even if Zhou Dali’s body is as strong as a cow in heat, he wouldn’t be of much use in dealing with the supernatural.

“I’m here. What do you want to tell me?”

Zhou Heng’s voice was proportional to his body size, and he was basically shouting when he spoke. When he suddenly spoke, nearby pedestrians were frightened, and they all looked at him in surprise.

Yan Junze couldn’t help but want to laugh. He waved his hand and put his arm around the shoulder of his friend, while secretly letting Zhou Heng lead the way to Shuntian No.3 High.

Zhou Heng didn’t suggest taking the bus, and Yan Junze didn’t say anything. He just described his ghost encounter in the bathroom last night, which made Zhou Heng stun.

Then Zhou Heng said, “Speaking of supernatural events, it’s because the community you live in is too old. The probability of supernatural events happening there is definitely higher. In my community, which was just completed last year, all the residents are new, and there is a lot of happiness, prosperity, and peace. There are not so many supernatural events, making it relatively safer.”

“But…” Zhou Heng changed the topic, “it’s really unclear now. There is a public toilet on the square of our New Century Home. Let me tell you, for two weeks in a row, no one dared to go to the toilet there.”

“Aren’t you shooting yourself in the foot?” Yan Junze found it funny and asked casually, “Why?”

As he spoke, he lifted his head and saw the gate of Shuntian No.3 High.

The Fenghua community where he lived was only about ten minutes away from the school. If he had known this earlier, he could have found his own way here and wouldn’t have to bother Zhou Heng to come and pick him up.

Zhou Heng didn’t notice Yan Junze’s expression and continued, “I heard that there is a female ghost wearing red high heels in that public toilet. Whenever someone is defecating in the toilet stall, the sound of her walking in those red high heels can be heard, and she appears outside the stall very quickly. Do you know Wang Shicong from Class 6?”

Yan Junze knew fart, but he still nodded.

“Wang Shicong and I live in the same community. This weekend, that guy was playing basketball on the square and suddenly had stomach pain and rushed to the toilet. Later, I heard that he had just finished half of it, and then the sound of the red high heels appeared. He could see the shoes through the gap under the toilet stall, and they just stood there motionlessly outside the stall while Fatty Wang was on the toilet.” Zhou Heng said vividly.

“Apparently…” At this point, Zhou Heng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, showing a face of admiration. “Fatty Wang was so scared that he used a poop-cutting technique, his poop was cut into three equal sections. Heck, he didn’t even wipe his butt. He finally managed to pull up his pants, flushed the toilet, climbed over two stalls, and ran out with a mouthful of curse. He has been lying at home and unable to get up. His father has already asked the Class 6 teacher for a leave of absence for him.”