I just want to be a regular writer

"Haha...hahahaha!!!"

Tang Ze Anda laughed, as if watching a play with a ridiculous script: "Do you think you can just attack me instead?! It's useless, useless!"

The black "Reaper" stubbornly squeezed the bell in his hand and wrapped it around the killer queen.

"clatter!"

The detonation switch was pressed again.

——The current time PM04: 01: 12

"Didn't I... I said it was useless?! Can't you understand human words?!"

Tang Ze Anda raised his hand and threw a punch at Kira Yoshikage, bringing the "God of Reaper" together with an imposing momentum.

Jiliang Jiying dodged sideways, raising his hand to comb the messy blonde hair back: "I have been thinking about a question."

His gaze swept across the electronic watch on Tang Ze Anda's wrist again, which was displayed with Arabic numerals-PM04: 00: 27

Straighten your back and adjust your neckline and tie: "Your watch is not accurate."

"...What do you mean?" Tang Zeanda sank his face.

—— Jiliang Jiying showed an expression that made him unhappy again.

"A few days ago, my classmate...ah, that's not accurate enough." Jiliang Jiying took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the corners of her mouth: "It's just an observer, she talks a lot. You know, girls always talk a lot. "

"Probably to find topics, she showed me some small news."

Tang Zeanda felt that his breathing was a little unsatisfactory, frowning and covering his chest.

Jiliang Jiying didn't look at him, but just continued with a smile: "The victim of the car accident that should have died has disappeared, and the person who committed suicide and fell from the building has disappeared. You said...Did the citizens of Sendai suddenly suffer from hysteria? "

"By the way, so does the dust on your cuffs. It will always automatically disappear from the relatively high viscosity oil. Could it be that I have hysteria too?"

Jiliang Jiying raised her index finger and shook it: "It should not be, but I got a little inspiration."

'what happened?'

Tang Ze Anda could feel his breathing resistance getting greater and greater, and felt a palpitation for no reason.

Can touch the whole body, there is no wound left-he just... suddenly feels uncomfortable, like a sudden emergency.

"Could it be..."

Jiliang Jiying bent down to look at Tang Ze Anda, her deep eyes narrowed slightly with a smile: "You can control the time?"

"If that's the case... it's really invincible, I'm willing to bow down."

There was joy on Tang Zeanda’s face, but the joy did not rise to the climax.

Jiliang Jiying poured cold water: "But the truth should not be that way. My watch is always accurate, and the damaged sand pits around are not backtracked. So what you can control...should be only your own Time, right? But it’s actually very tricky, because I don’t know whether this is a concept similar to a game save, or an overbearing time node that can be set back at any time, or there is some special rule."

"So, I did some experiments, starting with the easiest guess to solve."

Jiliang Jiying dropped the handkerchief, "I attacked you 9 times, 9 explosions and 9 deaths. Your watch went back 45 seconds, that is to say! Assuming that the time you can go back is constant, then you can go back. The time should be 5 seconds!"

"What!..."

Tang Zeanda's pupils suddenly dilated.

Then he laughed in a low voice.

The feeling of palpitations in his chest still exists, but he no longer pays attention to the tiny details, just opened his hand and smiled: "So what? Five seconds is enough! Five seconds is enough to make me invincible! you!......"

Again.

The slight dull pain in the heart and the sensation of early warning palpitations.

He breathed quickly, eagerly drawing nutrients from the air.

"Foreword withdrawn," Jiliang Jiying looked down at Tang Ze Anda who was kneeling on the ground, "I attacked you 10 times including the time I grabbed your clothes. That is the time I can roughly determine your backtracking. Ability is time-sensitive, not arbitrarily manipulated."

"Do you know about aortic dissection?"

Kira Yoshikage smiled and squatted down, looking directly at the embarrassed and useless proud man: "The blood in the aortic lumen enters the aortic media from the tear of the aortic intima to separate the media, and then After these and other changes, an imperceptible hematoma is formed in the human body."

"If the hematoma ruptures...you die! If you don't do anything...well, there is a chance of surviving. I heard that it is easier than heart exchange surgery~"

Jiliang Jiying looked down at the time-PM04:12:45

"Ten minutes have passed, look back~ even if you go back... the trauma of the aorta after precise blasting can't be recovered, you can only... repeat the process of'waiting for death' in despair."

Well, there is one more problem.

Jiliang Jiying glanced at the time troubledly--'Why don't I really want to fight him for a long time and wait for him to give up survival?'

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ps: The concept of aortic dissection was asked by my cousin who studied medicine (it took a while for him to reply). The manifestations are very mild except for atypical symptoms. The time between the onset of the disease and the death is not affected by the internal and external factors. Wait (but certainly more than a few seconds), but you will surely die if you don't save.

But he is still only a student, so if there is anything wrong, please point it out.

Chapter 043 I, Beat Him (1/4)

"Well, yes. I'll go back later."

"Don't touch any ingredients, especially tiger puffer fish!"

"Please don't add to my housework, father."

Jiliang Jiying hung up the phone and turned to look at Tang Ze Anda helplessly.

As far as the desire for survival is concerned, it is indeed worthy of admiration, but it may also be that the pain caused by the disease of aortic dissection is too small, and he is still insisting.

Probably it was because the body was injured invisible to the naked eye, and the black "Reaper" was also weakened.

It still held the golden bell stubbornly, and was stepped on its feet by the killer queen, who was slightly depressed.

——This kind of long wait is really boring.

Jiliang Jiying curled his lips and looked down at the time.

It is already early December, and it gets dark earlier than the previous days.

The sun sets, pulling the old school building and the shadow of Jiliang Jiying.