I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 784 - 446: Who Has Been Spared by Heaven! (Part 3)_3

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Chapter 784 -446: Who Has Been Spared by Heaven! (Part 3)_3

He was terrified, hurriedly increasing the strength in his right hand to quickly activate Hidden Buckle and destroy the three sisters gathered before him.

But the harder he tried, the faster the tumor grew, rapidly reaching its limit.

With a loud bang, the tumor burst open, Zheng Bo cried out in agony, his right hand slackened, and he almost dropped the Hidden Buckle to the floor.

It was only then that he realized his whole body was not just stiff; if he forced himself to move, his body would mutate like it had just done.

If he didn’t move, he couldn’t crush the Hidden Buckle, and if the sisters remained unvanquished, an even greater disaster awaited him, so he had to force himself to move.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth against the wound in his stomach and once more clenched his right hand tightly.

This time, a tumor rapidly formed on his thigh, and under his force, it exploded with a popping sound, blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Zheng Bo screamed in pain, stopping in his tracks with determination, and then continued to exert force.

He could feel his right hand’s fingers had already tightened around Hidden Buckle in his palm; just a bit more force and it would immediately burst.

On the other thigh, a third tumor started to swell, and this one was much larger.

“It’s about to burst!” Zheng Bo watched the tumor swell, disregarding everything else as he sweated profusely and forcefully clenched his fingers.

Bang!

The tumor on his thigh burst at the same time the Hidden Buckle in his hand was finally crushed and activated.

Boom!

An even louder noise erupted as the Hidden Buckle exploded, releasing a thick white mist that enveloped Zheng Bo’s body in ice-cold chill in less than a second.

Crackling sounds of ice forming could be heard; the air around Zheng Bo almost froze solid as his limbs became immobile, and his body instantaneously turned into a frozen stick figure.

High-Energy Chilling was triggered!

Zheng Bo never imagined that after crushing the Hidden Buckle, it would encase him in ice.

And what was eerie, after being frozen by the Chilling, he did not pass out but instead started to float in mid-air above the couch, like a weightless speck of dust.

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The three sisters in front of him were no longer sitting but slowly getting up, turning around to stare blankly at Zheng Bo, suspended in the air.

Suddenly, all the doors in the house opened soundlessly.

Zheng Bo watched in horror as his body floated toward the dark bedroom and then to the bathroom door.

On the bathroom floor lay a man in pajamas and thermal pants, motionless, apparently long dead.

Beneath the man was a patch of dried stain, clearly urine.

Upon seeing this scene in the bathroom, Zheng Bo was startled, all the memories of the day surged to his mind, and then those images started to crumble before his eyes like photographs disintegrating.

Thump, thump, thump.

“Mr. Zheng, it’s me, Zou, here to clean your house,” came a knocking from outside the door in the morning.

Zheng Bo stood stiffly in front of the couch, his face ashen, his pupils white, and his eyes lifelessly staring at the rattling door of the living room.

He had no intention of going to open the door.

“Mr. Zheng, are you out?”

The knocking continued for a while, and the cleaning lady Zou seemed quite confused, muttering to herself outside the door.

After failing to get a response, footsteps receded, and Zou left downstairs.

Zheng Bo remained standing in front of the couch, expressionless, and without any breath, he opened his mouth to say, indistinctly, “Zou, please go get me some cold medicine, my whole body aches, I don’t have the strength, and I’m feeling a bit dizzy…”

The voice was vague and echoed eerily around the room.

The scene faded, and another emerged before his eyes.

Zheng Bo, pale-faced, stood outside the entrance of Ririshun Trading Company, while the tall security guard at the door seemed to look right through him as if he was invisible.

Zheng Bo stood at the doorway for a moment, then walked inside; the guard didn’t react at all, even his gaze didn’t linger as it slid over Zheng Bo.

However, when he was about to enter the door, a strong magnetic field flashed, repelling Zheng Bo several meters away.

Zheng Bo got up from the ground, his complexion turning to a deathly pallor.

Still expressionless, he stood in place, arms hanging by his sides, staring at the entrance of Ririshun Trading Company.

Sometime later, he turned and slowly walked towards his home, his steps stiff and arms motionless.

At the door of the downstairs tenant, Zheng Bo peered inside.

Ya was just coming out with a package in hand.

“Ya, are you going out?” Zheng Bo asked in a stilted tone.

Ya, as if she didn’t see him, brushed past and walked away.

Zheng Bo watched her leave, then looked inside the open door, paused, and without a word, proceeded upstairs.

The scene collapsed again, disintegrated.

Wrapped in Chilling, Zheng Bo floated in the air, looking at the corpse in the bathroom, his shock was indescribable.

It took a long time before a thought surfaced from deep within: “So it turns out, I’ve been dead all along!”