I Can Rewind Chapter 160: Ghost thread branch mission (6) (2/3)

At this moment, Yan Junze was embarrassed.

Nimma's missions have been completed, but I didn't expect the follow-up impact to be so serious. The silk thread at the entrance of the hole has been spreading black, and it seems that I can't touch it at all.

However, after tearing off all the ghost threads at this moment, the black that originally spread out of the hole seemed to stop at this moment, and just remained at the edge of the hole.

Tearing off the ghost wire is useful, but you can't touch it yourself, and you can't touch any corpse here.

Because of looking at it, every corpse here seems to have been soaked in that kind of black, that is to say, it is "toxic".

There must be another way.

Regardless of the completion of the task, Yan Junze can only choose to backtrack at this moment, otherwise his hands will not only be destroyed, but may even endanger his life.

After resetting this time, Yan Junze stood behind the young corpse and stopped touching anything.

Look at the remaining extradimensional energy in the space-time map.

Before executing the branch task, his energy can be maintained for 540 minutes, which is a 9-hour rollback cycle.

It took 37 minutes to enter the first hole and remove the wooden box outside the hole after entering the outermost iron door to start the energy cycle. It took 22 minutes to crawl in the hole and enter the underground space. After that, it took almost 20 minutes for the first time.

It adds up to 79 minutes.

However, so far Yan Junze has initiated a total of three retracements, and the time has been repeatedly consumed after the retracement. The time spent repeatedly and the energy consumed by the retracement are also close to 70 minutes.

Before I knew it, there were about 390 minutes left in 540 minutes.

Before the last retracement, it has been proved that as long as the ghost thread outside the hole is torn off, this branch task can be completed. The goal has been determined, and it depends on how to tear off the ghost thread without doing it yourself.

Since you can't touch it, maybe you can find a tool to try.

Yan Junze felt a little regretful at the moment. The crowbar he brought just now was originally an excellent tool.

But at the moment the crowbar is stuck in the body of the tunnel male corpse, and he cannot get it.

If you release the mallet, the tip of the mallet will be round and not slippery, and you will not be able to peel off the ghost silk.

How about using the flashlight in your hand?

Yan Junze looked down and smiled wryly at the same time, neither was the best tool.

At this moment, his eyes froze for a moment, and his eyes turned from looking at the flashlight to the right hand holding the flashlight.

On the position of the index finger of the right hand, a touch of black slowly emerged, and in just a few seconds, the top section of the index finger was completely soaked in black.

"What... what's going on?" Yan Junze was taken aback.

He clearly remembered that he hadn't touched any of the corpses here after resetting.

No, there is still something wrong!

Looking down at the index finger of the right hand, the spreading speed of the black began to increase. I had been paying attention to the ghost thread at the entrance of the hole just now, so I didn't pay attention. The index finger is almost completely black.

The black is still spreading, spreading towards the palm and other fingers.

Yan Junze made a thought and went back to the file again.

This time, he chose the time when he fell into this underground space from the tunnel, and then leaned his back against the rock wall under the tunnel, waiting for the tunnel male corpse above his head to leave.

The sound of friction between the crowbar inserted into the male corpse and the rock wall of the tunnel gradually faded away, and Yan Junze did not turn on the flashlight at this time.

After the voice faded away and he didn't return because of the light, he turned on the flashlight.

Because he knew in advance that there were standing corpses everywhere, so he didn't look around, but immediately pointed at his right index finger.

It's intact, with only some mud crumbs on the skin, it doesn't seem to be unusual.

But Yan Junze was not at ease, he did not look away, and kept staring at his index finger.

About two or three minutes later, his eyes gradually became surprised, and he saw a layer of black appeared on the index finger again, which quickly covered the fingertips, and then the uppermost knuckles.

"What's going on?"

Yan Junze shone the flashlight around the underground space, and many corpses still looked the same, with their backs facing outside.