“Unlimited Return” meant that Bai Lian had countless chances to make mistakes!

    “Time to test it.”

    “Save completed.”

    Bai Lian chose to save and looked around the room.

    On a table not far from him stood a glass cup.

    He walked over, picked up the cup, and immediately threw it to the ground.

    Crash!

    The cup shattered.

    Bai Lian closed his eyes and activated the skill.

    “Rollback complete.”

    When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the same starting position.

    Bai Lian turned to the table and saw that the cup, which had just shattered, was now sitting there intact and unharmed!

    “This skill is ridiculously overpowered,” Bai Lian smirked.

    This skill was downright unfair to other players.

    But who cared when fortune was on his side?

    Bai Lian just wanted to say: let the scales of luck tip even further in his favor!

    “Save completed.”

    After saving again, Bai Lian continued exploring the laboratory.

    With such a skill, if he didn’t achieve a perfect completion, it would be downright embarrassing.

    ...

    Some time passed. Bai Lian opened his eyes again in the starting room.

    Unlike his first entry into the dungeon, his eyes now radiated complete confidence, as if he controlled everything.

    And indeed, he did.

    “So that’s how it is...” Bai Lian’s eyes lit up. He had fully understood the layout of the laboratory and now knew how to clear it perfectly!

    It had to be said, this dungeon was far more terrifying than the beginner one.

    If he didn’t have the skill of unlimited rollback, not only would there be no chance of a perfect run, but completing the dungeon at all would be nearly impossible! Rα??O?BE?S?

    Even with this absurd skill of unlimited rollback, he could only aim for a basic result. Achieving a high rating was almost out of the question.

    After some thought, Bai Lian decisively turned around and headed to the table where the glass of water stood, picking up the white book lying there.

    “Rules for Laboratory Staff”

    This book contained the rules of the dungeon.

    Bai Lian didn’t even glance at it and simply put the book in his pocket.

    Meanwhile, in the real world.

    After Bai Lian entered the dungeon, many viewers who had followed his previous streams received a notification about the start of the stream and immediately joined the chat.

    But in reality, Bai Lian hadn’t watched any streams of this dungeon.

    Before entering the dungeon, his knowledge of it was practically zero.

    But that was before he entered the dungeon.

    Now, Bai Lian could confidently say that no one knew Laboratory No. 45 better than him!

    Approaching the door, Bai Lian pulled on the iron bolt.

    The iron door shook slightly and lowered a bit.

    Bai Lian, like an experienced player, lifted the door and slowly opened it without making a sound.

    Because the door hadn’t been repaired in a long time, it was damaged. If opened normally, it would produce a sharp, loud screech.

    But if lifted slightly, it would open completely silently.

    As the saying goes, the more experience you have, the easier it gets—this was the result of several rollback attempts Bai Lian had made to find the optimal solution.

    The door opened, and Bai Lian stepped out.

    Outside was a corridor, completely swallowed by darkness, with no light.

    Bai Lian had a flashlight, bought from the shop, but he didn’t turn it on.

    He turned left and walked forward ten steps, reaching the door of the adjacent room. He clenched his hand slightly, and a knife with a cold gleam appeared in his grip.

    【What is the streamer planning to do?】

    【I don’t know, maybe there are infected in the room?】

    【Can’t be, the room is quiet.】

    【Wait, don’t you notice that you need to pay attention to how the streamer found the door so precisely in such darkness?】

    【Yeah, there’s no light in the corridor. How did he find the door so accurately?】

    The viewers, watching Bai Lian stop, immediately began to wonder.

    Bai Lian firmly gripped the knife and stood quietly, waiting by the door.

    Suddenly...

    Screech!

    A piercing screech sounded, and the door opened.

    Inside stood a middle-aged man in a suit, with thinning hair.

    When he opened the door and saw the person standing at the threshold, he hesitated for a moment.

    Then, noticing the cold gleam in Bai Lian’s hand, his pupils narrowed, and he instinctively tried to slam the door shut!

    However, Bai Lian wasn’t about to give him that chance.

    He placed his foot under the door and, with his left hand, delivered a punch to the man’s face.

    As the fist was on its way, the man instinctively jumped to the right.

    Whoosh!

    The knife plunged precisely into his neck, and bright red blood immediately gushed out.