Dachang City, a bustling intersection.
Yang Jian stood silently with the black Fierce Dog on a leash, looking as though it had crawled out of hell. He watched the pedestrians screaming and fleeing around him, his eyes utterly calm.
This round, he did not break into a sprint again.
He had already figured out how this world was constructed.
He knew that since Lin Cheng had spotted him inside this forty-nine-second death loop built from memories and Reboots, things would change.
With the Ghost Brain's abilities, Lin Cheng would definitely make the necessary adjustments the instant the next reset occurred.
All he had to do now was wait.
In the sky, deep blue light flashed with precision, like an emotionless countdown program.
One flash, two flashes...
Yang Jian silently counted the seconds.
In this false subconscious world, he had lost his Vengeful Ghost Power and experienced once more the helplessness of an ordinary person facing the unknown supernatural. At last, he understood that feeling too.
But in those final seconds, Yang Jian still clenched his fists and drew a deep breath.
The seventh flash of deep blue light faded.
The forty-ninth second had arrived.
CRACK!
The deafening sound of shattering glass rang out across the entire world once again.
The streets, buildings, and terrified pedestrians instantly shattered into countless reflective fragments and collapsed with a crash.
Yang Jian's vision plunged into absolute darkness.
Then that familiar reconstructive force tugged at him again.
But this time!
When the scene before him rapidly assembled like a jigsaw puzzle and light dispelled the darkness once more, things were different.
Yang Jian realized he had not appeared at that bustling intersection!
Holding the Fierce Dog's leash, he stood firmly in the middle of a dim living room strewn with wreckage.
Beyond the shattered floor-to-ceiling