The night was quiet and peaceful. A full moon hung on the branches, and the sky was full of stars. The stars were shining all over the sky.

What stirred the silence were two goblins who seemed to be born in the night. The sharp whistling of weapons piercing the air, the harsh sound of metal colliding, the dexterous figures flying up and down, and the sharp wind carried by their movements shattered the silence.

A prosperous and peaceful night.

With the help of the collision of weapons, the girl used the force to leap backwards in the air, widening the distance. Her long hair, which reached her hips and was casually tied into a strand, drew a handsome arc in the air. She then returned obediently and felt numb after being touched.

His cheek was swollen and painful, and as expected, he found bright red blood on his fingertips.

"It's bleeding." She pulled the corners of her swollen mouth and revealed a pleasant smile, "But this is not mine, Skylark, this is what you splashed on me."

Hibari Kyouya glanced at his left arm, which was scratched by the blunt instrument like a sharp weapon at such a fast speed. Blood flowed out from the wound there.

"For a while, I can be a little more serious."

After saying this clearly and elegantly, he rushed towards the girl faster than before.

The night that had just calmed down was shattered by the clash of weapons.

Through this battle, she grew again. Lying on the bed in the guest room, she closed her eyes and rested while summarizing her battle experience. During the battle, she continued to grow. Without physical worries, she was able to complete various tasks happily.

A variety of attack movements, receiving various tolerable injuries. Rather than growing, it is better to say that she is reviewing. The combat experience in her long-term memory leaks to her bit by bit in the form of intuition through attack and defense. She is not at all aware of it.

She has learned everything. Therefore, even her opponent Kyouya Hibari couldn't help showing a surprised look in his eyes - he is indeed a water ghost, he has grown up so fast.

This injury, which was also under her conscious control, tested her body's recovery capabilities. After suffering various injuries such as scratches, bleeding, bone cracks, fractures, ruptured internal organs, and flesh and blood... she tested

The data came out - the recovery speed and consumption are the same in all places, that is to say, the recovery time and consumption of losing a little blood and losing the same amount of bones are the same. As she thought, the body is transformed by a division of labor and cooperation.

It became a collection of many living particles, so that her body could be revived no matter how damaged it was.

She transformed from a living creature into a collection of living creatures.

A strong desire for research prompted the girl, whose body had recovered to its original state, to conduct the next experiment.

Looking in the mirror, she used a knife to cut out her right eye. The lonely left eye had a subtle discomfort of being out of focus. Through this strange way, she looked at her right eye for the first time - pure black.

The irises and pupils were dilated. The eyeballs were very beautiful, worthy of being her own eyes. She admired them in her heart.

After leaving the eyeball in the air for about ten minutes, the eyeball began to disappear and transform into another substance. About half an hour later, her right eye "grown".

If the eyeball is stuffed back into its socket within ten minutes, no matter how crooked it is, it will "return to its original position" under an unknown force and be resurrected with vision.

The resurrected eyeballs could be vaguely controlled by her whether to recover or not, and the speed of recovery could be fine-tuned. In this regard, she guessed that after training, could she completely control the materials that make up her own body, to the point of changing postures? She was looking forward to it.

Leave a wound on the dead eyeball, and the wound will not heal automatically.

…

After doing more than a dozen self-mutilation experiments with her eyeballs, she touched her right eye socket where the hallucinatory pain remained. Finally, she let go of the poor, battered right eye.

So, the final test - is she still thinking with her brain? If she still needs to sleep, does she probably need a rest, or is it a brain rest?

She confidently pointed a chopstick at her right eye. It would not die. The data was obvious.

"Sorry about my poor right eye."

The chopstick pierced the right eye, penetrated the fragile brain, and stirred up the brain matter.

Pain! Severe pain! My whole body hurts! It’s like a bucket of boiling molten iron has been poured into my brain, my brain is screaming, my whole body is screaming! It’s like the pain is being peeled off layer by layer, as if countless bugs are having a carnival in the bone marrow.

Like pain.

She felt this unparalleled pain, and in her blur of consciousness, she clearly determined——

"Sure enough, I still think with my brain. Just like I still see with my eyes."

The girl, who had had a sweet sleep, stretched out in the light coming in through the window. She glanced at the single chopstick thrown on the bed, and she suddenly felt a pang of hunger in her chest - and sure enough, her body

The consumption mainly depends on the energy intake from food.

Hibari Kyouya had just filled his glass with milk when the glass of milk was taken over by some unconscious guy in a matter-of-fact manner, and he poured it down his throat with a tilt of his neck.

"Oh, it's cold. Have another drink."

The girl put the cup back on the table and looked at the boy holding the milk carton expectantly. The boy threw the milk carton at the girl's face without hesitation, saying with displeasure:

"Pour it yourself. Also, don't use my cup, there will be no next time."

"OK."

The girl took the milk carton and boldly poured the milk into her stomach through the opening of the milk carton.

Looking at the unscathed girl, Skylark moved his right arm, which was still aching, and whispered softly in a subtle envious tone: "She is indeed a water ghost."

To the boy Skylark, this "water ghost" must be non-human. She appeared in the water without warning. She has learning abilities that surpass humans. Her body heals at an enviable speed, and her fighting progress is also very fast——

It can only be explained by "it is indeed a water ghost". Born as a "water ghost" in the bathroom of his own home, the curious Skylark boy naturally regarded this beautiful and powerful thing as his own. Although sometimes

He also hates people wandering around in his territory like a master, but the water ghost is a fighting toy that can fight with him, which makes him satisfied.

Now, he decided to raise this magical creature.

This idea is very simple and easy to understand, just like Nobita can accept Doraemon.

In the empty mansion, the sound of the TV was blaring, mixed with the sound of fingers typing on the keyboard. The girl was distracted while listening to TV programs and browsing the Internet, receiving and absorbing information from the outside world.

This is not the world she is familiar with. There is nothing in this world she is familiar with.

This is a different world.

The girl raised her lips with interest.

So interesting.

But there are similar things. For example, the earth, the Milky Way and the solar system are still vaguely the same.

This may not be a similar alien planet, but may be from another space.

Different space.

After coming into contact with immortality, she came into contact with new legendary objects.

She stretched out her arms, narrowed her eyes slightly, and then showed a satisfied smile. She vaguely saw that the future life would be like a colorful and magnificent scroll spread out in front of her, bringing her a happy life full of surprises. She would step on

This picture, which will not make her boring, is used as a paved road towards eternity.
Chapter completed!