Ren Zhong quietly raised his arm, placing it on Hanyu’s leg.
This wasn’t to take advantage, but to check the time on his wrist watch.
It’s now 5:47:22 in the afternoon of the 15th day.
From waking up to now, a total of 59 seconds have passed.
So, the exact time of awakening was 5:46:21 in the afternoon.
He wasn’t certain of his last time of death, but when everyone finished a day’s futile mining pit hunting and saw Lin Wang’s group, it was around 5:20 PM on the afternoon of the 45th day.
So after this death, the time rewinded exactly thirty days, not a second off.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the cabin was still lively and full of vigor.
Everyone was still immersed in the joy of harvest, dreaming of tomorrow and an even further unseen future.
Only Ren Zhong was different.
Listening to the conversations around him, feeling the reality of everyone still alive, he couldn’t help but think of the brutal battle that had just passed.
In the next instant, it was as if the adrenaline that surged through him during the bloodbath transcended time and space, returning him to this moment.
His heartbeat gradually sped up uncontrollably, and his breathing became labored.
Too much was buried in his heart, and for a moment, Ren Zhong’s mind was in turmoil, his thoughts scattered.
He simply stopped caring about what the others were discussing or how they gossiped about him behind his back, and closed his eyes once more.
He needed some time to slowly sort out his thoughts and calm his emotions.
In his memory, just a few minutes ago, he and everyone else were fighting with all their might in a battle that they almost couldn’t win.
But it could also be said they lost.
Aside from not clearly seeing the death of the foolish Blast Master Ou Youning behind the wall of the waste mine pit, the death of everyone else in the squad was etched clearly like a chisel in his heart.
Bai Feng was pierced through the chest and killed.
Wen Lei had his head blown apart.
Zheng Tian had her neck broken, her head flew several meters away.
Chen Hanyu’s death was the most shocking.
She was crushed by the terrifying recoil of the Scorpion Lion Heavy Sniper.
Her body was torn apart.
And that young man Yujin, who wasn’t present now, but was like a phoenix merged with flames.
Even though everything was settled, even though others were unaware, in Ren Zhong’s heart, those scenes were too near, too clear.
It took him a long time to calm down.
Lying sideways on Chen Hanyu’s thigh, as he listened to the chatter of others, he almost felt a dream-like illusion.
No matter what, being alive, it’s just fine .
Ren Zhong moved his head slightly, adjusting to a more comfortable position for thinking.
Chen Hanyu hadn’t used perfume, but Ren Zhong could smell a faint fragrance coming from her elastic long legs.
Compared to the bustle of others in the squad, Chen Hanyu, who was responsible only for dismantling the crystal chip, seldom sweated during daily hunts.
Not as mystical as a natural body fragrance, this scent on her must be the residue of laundry detergent.
This aroma made Ren Zhong’s thoughts clearer.
Even though he couldn’t comprehend the reason for now, this was the first time since resurrection from frozen storage that he truly felt the passage of time.
Unnoticed, silently, the gears of his time began to turn.
History turned a heavy page forward.
He realized he’d truly lost a fortnight.
Reflecting on the details of the fortnight before the last resurrection, Ren Zhong asked his conscience, thinking he did fairly well.
But with his perfectionist nature, he still felt there was room for improvement.
Unfortunately, as time flows like a song, water never rots, even regrets are destined to remain regrets.
At the same time, Ren Zhong also felt fortunate.
Though he didn’t know the reason, he had at least concluded that the time rewind after resurrection is exactly one month.
Previously every awakening in frozen storage happened because he hadn’t lived for a whole month and never touched the other end of the timeline.
Luckily this time, I didn’t leave; I chose to push the limit at the start.
Otherwise, many years later, when I return to the ruins of Starfire Town filled with bones, the beautiful dream of using suicide to remedy regrets would also turn to an illusion.
This time, I heeded the call of my heart, making a choice that seemed mad but was actually correct, not leaving an eternal regret due to momentary weakness and cunning.
"Mr. Ren, Mr. Ren, wake up. We arrived at the town."