I can rewind time to prevent death

In his previous life, Yan Junze had been fluent in English, and in this life, the difference between American English and English wasn't significant; the pronunciation was almost the same.

When he was studying at school, he almost always scored full marks in the American English course.

Facing these people in conversation, there were no barriers, and since the things he said were brief, the other party couldn't pick up on anything unusual.

In the entire pharmacy, only he walked out; two bodies were placed in the corner behind the wall of medicine cabinets, where the brown-clothed people would not discover them for the time being.

As for Long-tongued Zhenzhen and the Crawler Monster, they had been retracted by Yan Junze into the nodes of the Atlas; the twelfth node in the Atlas now contained a new miniature.

The figure in this miniature was the Back-faced Woman holding Ke'er.

While in the room, Yan Junze had persuaded her, allowing him to subdue the mother and daughter pair, the Back-faced Woman, and Ke'er.

Actually, Ke'er was not difficult to deal with, but the Back-faced Woman's independent will was strong; she was unwilling to be controlled, which was why she took Ke'er and left initially.

Today, if not for the dire circumstances, she would not have agreed to let Yan Junze enforce the Lockdown on her and Ke'er.

Of course, in this spacetime Yan Junze had locked them down, but if they left this spacetime, although the connection of the Lockdown still existed, he couldn't take the mother and daughter with him; they could only stay in this spacetime.

Having two identical selves appear in the same spacetime could only happen during the period Yan Junze performed the "Great Rewind"; exceeding this period, it also wouldn't happen and would be corrected by the Butterfly Effect Stabilization. Otherwise, the whole spacetime would have been thrown into chaos long ago.

Now that the Back-faced Woman and Ke'er were in the Spacetime Atlas, no amount of searching by the brown-clothed people would reveal them; as long as Yan Junze could successfully leave this place and release the mother and daughter, his mission would be accomplished.

Yan Junze, now donning a brown uniform, approached the staircase on the third floor, walking steadily, without hesitation, shrinking, or betraying any trace of fear.

Truth be told, the two men who were killed were robust and taller than him; Yan Junze had chosen the body of the slightly leaner one.

However, the uniform was still a bit too big on him; he emulated the others, tucking the shirt hem entirely into the trousers and tightening the shirt sleeves and trouser legs, to ensure that at first glance, no one would notice the poor fit.

The boots were too loose, causing him to lift his feet a bit higher while walking, then place them down carefully, to avoid making any loud dragging sounds.

Until he reached the third-floor staircase, the other brown-clothed people searching there hadn't detected anything unusual.

Yan Junze stood at the staircase for a moment, looking back, then went downstairs.

On the second floor, a brown-clothed person, also with a hood, happened to be walking from the corridor of the second floor to the first, about three meters ahead of Yan Junze.

The man glanced back and didn't greet him; Yan Junze too hoped he wouldn't engage in conversation with him, as it would increase the chances of blowing his cover.

Soon turning the corner of the staircase, he arrived on the first floor.

Yan Junze casually glanced to the right; turning right was the direction of the hospital's main entrance.

The building was constructed along the street, and just outside the hospital's main entrance was the sidewalk.

If he could exit, there was a fifty percent chance of escaping. Then he'd find a secluded place to release Ke'er and her mother, urging them to hurry away while he made it back to the Space-Time Rift. The task would be complete.

After descending, still, no one paid him any mind. Although there were a few brown-clothed people moving on the first floor, clearly none of them were paying attention to him.

Yan Junze turned right without drawing attention, swinging his arms naturally and walking stably towards the hospital's main entrance.

As he was about to approach the entrance, a tall figure in brown clothing unexpectedly turned the corner from the street-facing side of the door. He was a strapping individual, broad and sturdy, with a nearly finished cigarette in hand, blowing smoke rings.

He had his back against the doorframe, facing the street, and had just turned to the inside of the door, which allowed Yan Junze to notice someone was there.

The muscular brown-clothed man caught sight of Yan Junze approaching, discarded his cigarette butt, crushed it underfoot, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yan Junze pointed upstairs, "When I was searching the third floor just now, something fell out of the window onto the street. I came down to check what it was."

The muscular brown-clothed man paused, seemingly pondering, and then suddenly asked, "Your code?"

Yan Junze was taken aback, replying, "I will just check it out and come back in."

"Code?" The man, who had been holding a metal rod, now clearly harbored suspicions, and flipped the rod into his waistband, freeing his hands.

Should he confront Yan Junze, the strength of his body was no joke; probably only Zhou Dali could match him.

Yan Junze was well aware that since the other party had suspicions, not only could he not rush out, but if the man shouted, he would be exposed on the spot.

Rewind!

Time returned to the moment he had just reached the second floor.

About three meters ahead, the brown-clothed person who was also descending looked back at him, said nothing, and was about to continue walking when Yan Junze suddenly asked, "Your code?"

The man was startled, not expecting Yan Junze to ask this out of the blue; he became irritated but still said, "Enke 3023, what's your code?"