Mysterious Revival

Chapter 884 851: Scatter in Disarray

To tell the truth, Yang Jian knew some situations inside the ancient house, but he really did not know that the pendulum clock inside could reboot everything in the ancient house.

He had read Liao Fan's memories.

He knew some information, but there was no information about rebooting in those memories.

Perhaps Liao Fan himself did not know about the pendulum clock's rebooting information.

However, none of this matters now.

At this moment, Liu Baimu, after reviving and considering, actually proposed a truce to Yang Jian.

He was afraid.

Afraid of dying again.

Therefore, Liu Baimu changed his strategy and decided not to persist in fighting Yang Jian to the death.

"You want to reconcile with me?" Yang Jian looked at him, expressionless as always.

"Yang Jian, we are all ordinary people corroded by supernatural powers, merely seeking to survive. Moreover, our confrontations only lead to unnecessary losses. It is better for both of us if we can let go of this needless grudge."

Liu Baimu paused for a moment, then continued: "You must have felt it before, killing us didn't come easy for you. Not to mention losing a teammate and worsening the condition of the others."

"Another round, and it might not just result in the death of one teammate, but also risk others succumbing to revived evil spirits. Even if you win in the end, the situation remains unfavorable for you."

"You, as the leader concerned about supernatural events nationwide, should not focus on us. If you are willing to stop today, I, Liu Baimu, owe you a favor. If there's anything you need help with in the future, just say the word. Consider it my apology for the issues with Xu Feng and Liao Fan."

He tried to analyze the pros and cons, to convince Yang Jian to abandon his hostility.

But indeed, what he said made sense.

Being enemies benefits no one and only brings harm.

Yang Jian's face remained calm, and even his gaze didn't shift, leaving one unable to guess his true thoughts.

Reconciliation?

Feng Quan and Tong Qian nearby, however, were frowning in thought.

They knew well that Yang Jian's probability of agreeing to a truce was almost zero. Why did nothing happen in his previous circle of friends?

Because Yang Jian did not choose to compromise.

These people surely don't pose a greater threat than his social circle did.

Moreover, they had already won once before, annihilating them. It was not that they couldn't win again, therefore making reconciliation even less likely.

But there was a reboot in this ghostly place.

If they killed again and it rebooted once more, these people reviving again would indeed be a great hit to them.

"I need to think about it."

Yang Jian seemed to ponder for a while, then slowly spoke.

Liu Baimu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Of course, please feel free."

Yang Jian glanced at him, then turned and led the others away from them, arriving at the entrance of the ancient house, and then covered by Ghost Domain, blocking Liu Baimu and his group from peeking.

"How should we proceed now?" Feng Quan asked softly.

He was very clear that Yang Jian's contemplation was not about considering a compromise, but rather contemplating a way to eliminate these people again.

"The scope of this reboot is confined only within the ancient house and additionally, time is capped at half an hour. In other words, as long as we stall till six o'clock and kill them, even if it reboots it would be useless."

Yang Jian said casually, as if discussing something trivial.

"However, this is just my speculation, maybe the pendulum clock's reboot could last longer than this half-hour limit."

"Do we need to wait till after six to kill them? What time is it now? My watch shows 6:15."

Feng Quan checked his watch, which was a gold watch that isolated supernatural influences, providing the correct time.

Yang Jian checked his pocket watch: "It's 5:45 now, subtracting half an hour gives the time inside this ancient house."

"So we take action in fifteen minutes." Tong Qian also rechecked the time.

Huang Ziya immediately reset her watch as well.

"These people are really cunning, having a reboot up their sleeve. They know nothing but to play foul when they can't win, almost killed us."

"Didn't you foresee this beforehand?" Huang Ziya interjected.

"Do you think I'm Jesus? To know things so far ahead, ten minutes is already the limit," Xiong Wenwen retorted with a curl of his lips.

He indeed had foreseen the victory, but not the pendulum clock's reboot.

Because the reboot point exceeded his foresight limit.

"Captain, they won't let us drag out the time for fifteen minutes."

Huang Ziya then added: "That Liu Baimu might also have other plans and considerations."

"Don't worry, no matter what they plan to do, the outcome is death." Yang Jian said.

Though his tone was cold, it carried an undeniable confidence and certainty.

Huang Ziya nodded, no longer overly concerned.

What she could think of, the Captain surely considered as well.

"Liu Baimu, do you think Yang Jian will really reconcile with us?"

Zhang Qing, who came over pushing a wheelchair, also quietly asked.

Liu Baimu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the red light shrouding near the door: "Reconcile? Don't joke, Yang Jian, the Ghost Eye, reconciling with us? You've seen his file, he's been killing since he debuted, took down Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club in Dachang City, eliminated his friend circle, if not for headquarters mediation, he would have probably taken down Ye Zhen's supernatural forum already."

"Our Pendulum Clock-formed Survival Party, does he even care about it? Liao Fan, Xu Feng, and that Pei Dong have already been killed, it's only a matter of time for us too."

"If not reconciling, then why did he..." Wan Tong exclaimed, startled.

Liu Baimu whispered: "He's buying time to find a strategy, Yang Jian definitely wants to crack the reboot pattern, to make sure we can't come back to life next time."

"But not many know this secret of the house's reboot; I only heard about it myself. If not for Yang Jian's reminder, I wouldn't even know I've already been rebooted. He's not going to find it easy to crack this secret, but we can't let our guard down."

"After all, since he came to Dadong City and had contact with Wang Chaling, Wang has been trying more than once to retake this ancient house. Maybe this time he wants to use Yang Jian to accomplish this. If that's the case, Wang will surely provide some information to help Yang Jian."

With this statement, the others immediately panicked.

"What do we do now?"

A ghost controller named Xu Ming started to panic nervously.

They had already been killed once half an hour ago, and knowing they would lose, who would still want to continue fighting?

Even if Liu Baimu didn't mention reconciliation, they would still discuss it.

"What to do? What can we do now? There are only two paths: the first is to flee, to prioritize saving our own lives."

Liu Baimu said and then glanced at the door again; "But this path is clearly no longer viable, as the doorway is covered by Yang Jian's Ghost Domain, making it impossible for us to leave the ancient mansion right now."

"And even if Yang Jian made way, would you really dare to go out?"

"Without the ancient mansion's protection and restart, once you die outside, you are truly dead."

"Indeed so."

Zhang Qing, Wan Tong, Xu Ming and the others all nodded heavily in agreement.

To flee, that is surely a path to death.

But to fight is also a path to death.

This has already been tried once, even under circumstances where they were fully prepared and had enough people.

Liu Baimu continued, "Fleeing won't work, and fighting is likely to lose, so there's only one option left, and that is to stall, to wear them down within this ancient mansion alongside Yang Jian and his people."

"Considering all the dangers within this ancient mansion, we know quite a few. If it weren't for the Pendulum Clock Curse, we wouldn't dare stay in this haunted place. So, the best option now is to hide deeper inside the ancient mansion. Of course, Yang Jian will definitely pursue us. Whether we can survive will then depend on our luck."

Upon hearing this, many hearts suddenly chilled.

Had they really been pushed to the brink where every person was for themselves?

"Of course, using the dangers within the ancient mansion against Yang Jian is not very feasible, and I don't want to just sit here and wait for death, so I plan to take a third path," Liu Baimu added.

"What's the third approach?" someone hurriedly asked.

Liu Baimu said, "Naturally, it is to find someone who can take on Yang Jian. Whether it's Feng Quan, Tong Qian, or that Xiong Wenwen, I see them all as ordinary. The formidable aspect is that they have a genuine Captain Level person. If someone could confront and even surpass Yang Jian, then we could directly turn the tide."

"Even Liu Baimu, you don't have the confidence to beat that Yang Jian, so who else in Dadong City could possibly confront him? The Wang Family's third generation?" Zhang Qing, sitting in a wheelchair, frowned.

"Nonsense, Wang Chaling is also a captain at the headquarters, the two of them probably have already made arrangements, there won't be a conflict," someone retorted to Zhang Qing's statement.

Liu Baimu looked towards the deeper parts of the mansion with slight trepidation: "The Pendulum Clock curse has always existed in this ancient mansion, many people who have entered have not come out again, including ordinary people and some ghost manipulators. I remember when I came here, others mentioned that the founder of our Survival Party, that mysterious chairman, disappeared here while searching for the pendulum clock inside the mansion."

"Are you thinking of finding that long-missing chairman to confront Yang Jian?"

Zhang Qing exclaimed, "Is it feasible to suddenly search for someone who's been missing for a long time?"

"How do we know without trying? Besides, I've been exploring the ancient mansion, having figured out many areas. The only part left is an area I still haven't understood," Liu Baimu said. "I want to give it a try."

"What if it doesn't work?" asked Zhang Qing.

Liu Baimu said, "I've always wanted to explore that area but had reservations. Yang Jian's appearance has dispelled my worries. If I fail, then everyone is on their own."

"I say we give fighting another shot; maybe during the next respawn, we could make it."

Some thought this approach had a slim chance and favored fighting again.

"Ridiculous, we didn't win the first time, what makes you think there's a chance this time?"

Liu Baimu scoffed, "Moreover, the most important thing is many of our ghostly powers have been revealed to Yang Jian, losing us our edge. They now have defensive and counteractive experiences. I can assert that we would definitely lose the second time. I had already threatened Yang Jian before, and he was completely unmoved."

"If he had shown any hesitation or retreat, I'd dare to fight. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case, so half an hour ago, Yang Jian and his team probably completely wiped us out with a considerable advantage."

"Alright, no more nonsense, that's the plan. If you want to follow my arrangement, let's do it this way. If not, I won't force you. Yang Jian is right there, you decide for yourselves."

With that said, he immediately headed deeper into the ancient mansion without any hesitation or delay.

There was no doubt or delay at all.

The others looked at each other in dismay upon seeing this.

They had not expected Liu Baimu to change so drastically. He had been confidently claiming that he could annihilate Yang Jian's team, but now after a restart, he was forced to hide deep within the ancient mansion, seeking help from the missing club president.

Perhaps seeking help was false, and escaping was the real intent.

"I'm leaving too."

Seeing this, Zhang Qing gritted his teeth, turned his wheelchair around, and quickly left.

His mobility was impaired, so if it came to escaping later, he would definitely be too late, which is why he must act in advance.

"No choice then, since everyone is escaping, let's escape. Take care, everyone."

Wan Tong, seeing this, also hesitated no longer and ran towards the deeper part of the ancient mansion.

The remaining people saw the key figures fleeing and instantly dispersed in panic.

"Run!"

All of them rushed deeper into the ancient mansion.

The harsher their words had been before, the faster they fled now.

"Wait, look, something is off with those people inside the mansion... It looks like they are running?"

Feng Quan was stunned to see these people turn and run without even a greeting.

"No way, are these people that cowardly? Just because they lost one round? They quit just like that? Both sore losers and lacking in sportsmanship, even worse than Daddy Xiong, and they are adults, pfft."

Xiong Wenwen immediately seized the opportunity to mock them.

"They really ran away?" Huang Ziya was also a bit dumbfounded.

She had been ready to fight desperately, yet the opponents fled first?

What happened to their promises of annihilating their team?

What happened to their threats to wipe out Dachang City?

"Unexpected, yet reasonable."

Yang Jian said, "After all, it's just a civilian organization, a group of villains temporarily united for survival. It's understandable that they would flee immediately when the situation turns bad, thus sewer rats will never be able to come to the fore."

"Their direction of escape is wrong; they ran deeper into the ancient mansion. Is there another exit there?" Tong Qian asked with a frown.

"No, I recall there are no other exits in my memory. The deeper parts of the ancient mansion are perilous, with real malicious ghosts lurking and other unknown dangers. Many people have lost their way there and never returned." Yang Jian explained.

He possesses the memories of Liao Fan and roughly understood what was happening.

"They are betting that we wouldn't dare to chase them, or perhaps they want to use the mansion's dangers against us."

"What should we do now, should we chase?" Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian said, "No need, let them run for a while longer, it's not time yet."

He glanced at the old pocket watch.

It showed five fifty-six.

Only four minutes to six o'clock.

He was curious to see if there would be another restart after six o'clock.