Chapter 99: The Gears of Time, The Vanishing Crescent, and the Display of Wealth

Ren Zhong calmly lifted his arm and rested it on Chen Hanyu’s leg.
He wasn’t making a move to grope her; rather, he wanted to check the time on his wristwatch.
It was now 5:47:22 PM on the 15th day.
From the moment he awoke until now, 59 seconds had passed.
Therefore, the exact time of awakening was 5:46:21 PM.
He wasn’t certain of the exact time of his last death, but the team had finished a day of idling during a ruined mine shaft hunt and emerged from the cavern around 5:20 PM on the 45th day, when they saw Lin Wang and the others.
That meant this death’s rewind period was exactly thirty days, not a second less.
The atmosphere inside the carriage remained lively and full of vigor.
Everyone was still immersed in the joy of a bountiful harvest, looking forward to tomorrow and the unseen, distant future.
Only Ren Zhong was different.
Listening to the chatter nearby, feeling the reality that everyone was still alive, he couldn’t help but recall the brutal battle that had just ended.
In the next instant, it was as if the adrenaline surging through his body during the fight transcended time and space, bringing him back to that very scene.
His heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, his breathing grew rapid.
So many things weighed heavily on his mind, leaving him tangled and restless.
He decided not to care what others were discussing or how they might be plotting behind his back. He simply closed his eyes again.
He needed time to sort out his thoughts and calm his emotions.
In his memory, just minutes ago, he and the others had fought with all their might against a battle that seemed nearly unwinnable.
They had won.
But it could also be said they had lost.
Aside from the unfortunate and somewhat unclear death of the dim-witted demolitions expert Ou Youning behind the ruined mine shaft cliff, every other teammate’s death was etched sharply in his mind like a knife carving stone.
Bai Feng had died from a chest wound.
Wen Lei’s head had been blown apart.
Zheng Tian’s neck was broken, and his head flew several meters away.
Chen Hanyu’s death was the most horrifying.
She had been crushed by the terrifying recoil of a giant scorpion’s heavy sniper shot.
Her body was torn apart.
And then there was Yu Jin—the young man who was not present at the moment but burned like a phoenix in flames.
Though everything had settled and the others were unaware, to Ren Zhong, those scenes remained painfully vivid and close.
It took him a long time to gradually regain his composure.
Lying sideways with his head on Chen Hanyu’s thigh, listening to the others’ idle chatter, he felt as if in a dream.
After all, being alive was enough.
Ren Zhong shifted his head slightly to find a more comfortable position to lean on—one better for thinking.
Chen Hanyu hadn’t worn perfume, yet he caught a faint, fresh scent from her firm, long legs.
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