Not Dead for a Second

He died three times. A steel pipe penetrated his chest, his cervical vertebrae were twisted, and a taxi ran over his legs. Every time he dies, he goes back to a second ago. Wounds heal. The pain remains. Wu Yuanbao, a geological photographer, fell into a crevice in Qingcheng Mountain. After his blood came into contact with a pool of liquid shadow, he gained the ability to revert all fatal damage to its full state one second ago. The price is: every time you go back, 0.618 Seconds of memory are "cut off" and stored in an invisible dark matter layer. Those fragments would leak back into his consciousness from time to time in the form of dreams, hallucinations, extra videos on his phone, another self's voice... In Jinli Ancient Street, someone stabbed his lungs with a steel pipe. He came to life, turned sideways in advance, and hit the opponent's jaw with a punch. "You've been recorded," the attacker said. At the People's Park Teahouse, the proprietress Bai Doubao poured him a cup of tea. The tea soup is stratified and the water vapor is stagnant. She looked up at him: "You are not living now." Death videos on mobile phones are always taken three minutes earlier than the actual time. The blue light spots in his pupils are getting brighter by the minute. "Remaining times" changed from 1 to 0. He began to be unable to distinguish - which was the reality that was happening and which was the afterimage left by his "other self". He cannot die. And every death dragged him deeper into the dark matter layer. Chengdu. Teahouse. Hot pot. Bronze sacred tree. A "time crack" running through the city's underground. A man who cannot die. And seven people who can see "another version of reality." "Not a Second Dead" - He's not crazy. It's reality that becomes unstable.