I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Xiao Qi's sudden kick left him completely stunned.

Completely bewildered, she got off the table, rubbing her white, plump bottom as she went to open the door.

When I got to the door, I stood on tiptoe to reach the doorknob, but I realized I wasn't tall enough to reach it.

She flicked her tail, then bent her knees and jumped, easily reaching the doorknob and opening the door.

After Daigo came in and closed the door, Wuma Quan noticed that the doorknob seemed a bit crooked, not as straight as before.

Wumaquan glanced sideways at Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi blinked, chuckled, and said, "The cake is delicious. I hope I can eat it every day."

Wumaquan: "..."

Daigo scratched his head and said, "Did I come at the wrong time? Why are you all still eating here?"

Seven peeked out from the kitchen and said, "No, you've come at the perfect time. It's just that you haven't come, so we've been eating since we had nothing to do. Now that you've come, let's go to the place I picked out for special training."

Seven was full of fighting spirit.

Daigo stared blankly at Seven, who was wearing a pink scarf, for a moment. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, looked at Seven's face several times, and only then did he look away. Although he showed no outward expression, who knew what he was thinking at that moment?

As a senior figure, Seven was naturally shameless. He leaped into the air and transformed into a beam of light, entering Wumaquan's body.

Wumaquan took a sip of coffee and exhaled.

Xiao Xi looked over expectantly: "Is it delicious?"

“Very…” Before Wumaquan could finish speaking.

Xiao Xi picked up the remaining coffee and drank it all in one gulp. Then, with a bitter face, she stuck out her pink tongue and mumbled, "It tastes awful."

“…It tastes awful.” Wumaquan stood up, poked Xiaoxi’s head like he was rubbing a dog’s head, messing up her hair, and said, “Don’t rush things next time. Let me finish what I have to say first.”

"Aww~" Xiao Xi nodded obediently.

Coffee dripped onto the white dress, causing the already slightly see-through dress to cling tightly to her body, revealing her skin tone.

"Zara and Lucia are going to work soon. You two, stay home and guard the house. I'll check it carefully when I get back, so don't let me find anything wrong. If I find out you've been up to something, your little bottoms are in for a beating. I'll kick your bottoms hard with my boots."

"Ew—!" Xiao Qi looked disdainful, but still unconsciously touched her little bottom under her skirt.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she scooped it up, exposing the bottom, and turned her head to look at it.

The marks left from the last big butt competition with Xiaoxi have healed.

Xiao Xi has great strength, but she has a strong recovery ability.

It's time to start a spanking game again.

This time, she's going to toughen up Xiaoxi's bottom, turning it from a white, fluffy little bottom into a bright red, juicy big bottom.

Beat him hard! Xiao Qi suddenly straightened his back, his fighting spirit soaring.

She gave Xiaoxi a defiant look, as if asserting her dominance.

Xiao Xi looked bewildered, looked down at her hands, then touched her bottom. Xiao Qi's hands felt better—so bouncy and soft. She wondered when they could have another butt competition.

.................

Driving the latest revamped Jeep, Daigo was taken to the special training location.

This time, Seven believes that monster appearances will not happen again. If they do, then it can only mean that Daigo has a constitution that allows him to encounter monsters.

They encountered monsters as soon as they followed Daigo. Daigo must have a natural ability to attract monsters, otherwise, is Daigo a monster himself?

Wu Maquan was driving a jeep, seemingly in control, but in reality he was secretly relinquishing control of his body, letting Seven, who was of one mind and body, manipulate his body.

Seven seemed to be controlling the jeep more steadily than he was driving it. But once they reached a section of road without speed limits, Wumaquan clearly felt the jeep's speed increase dramatically. When he turned to look at the scenery outside the window, he found it distorted into an abstract painting.

Seven must have been a street racer in his past life. The kind who races at night, no less.

Daigo peered out the car window, occasionally glancing inside. It didn't look like a place to hide chainsaws, spikes, or flamethrowers. Why were those things there during his last special training session? Daigo was puzzled. He was strong enough to withstand a chainsaw cutting right at him. However, Daigo understood that relentless training was the fastest way to improve his strength. He sighed inwardly; the grueling training was about to begin.

"Come on, do your best!" Daigo encouraged himself silently. This was his own request; he had to win!

As Daigo's thoughts surged like a tide, leading to a series of daydreams, time slipped by little by little. Before they knew it, they had arrived at the training location Seven had mentioned.

However, this time Seven clearly failed to rent a villa to live in. It's unclear whether he genuinely couldn't manage it, or whether Wumaquan simply tightened his control over this aspect, even changing the payment password.

In short, the car came with several tents, enough for a simple camping trip. It had everything you'd expect, and even things you might not have.

Upon arriving at the location, Seven relinquished control of his body, handing it over to Wuma Quan. Wuma Quan maintained control; had he not intentionally relinquished it, Seven would never have been able to control Wuma Quan's body. This prevented an event like Seven's son, Zero, forcibly controlling his human form.

Wu Maquan pulled a tent out of the car and said, "Come on, let's set up the tent and prepare our supplies first, then we can start the special training. Otherwise, we'll have to wait until you're exhausted like a dog before we start setting up the tent."

Da Gu nodded and followed Wu Maquan's pace in setting up the tent.

The two of them worked together and were ready in no time.

Seeing this, Seven decisively separated a human-sized clone and put it into the jeep, driving the jeep with a roar.

"Daigo, come here, the special training has begun."

"Ok."

Daigo didn't stop, jogging all the way away from the rest area.

Don't break it during special training.

Daigo was in front, and the jeep was behind.

Daigo was outside, and Seven was inside the car.

Beside him, Wu Maquan pulled out his worn-out camera and placed it aside, ready to record this historic moment.

The legacy of light is finally about to continue.

He has a lot of rolls of tape.

Before leaving, Wumaquan asked Xiaoqi for the camera. Xiaoqi obediently pulled it out from under her skirt and handed it to Wumaquan. There was nothing sticky or wet; everything was normal. Wumaquan pondered several times how large this other-dimensional space under her skirt was, and why Xiaoqi, who was a plant-type, possessed spatial powers.

"Buzz~" Extremely high-temperature flames erupted from the rear exhaust of the jeep, which looked terrifying at first glance.

The jeep sped straight toward Daigo.

Daigo was clearly prepared this time. When facing the jeep rushing towards him, the power of light in his entire body was ready to be unleashed, and it was evenly distributed to every corner of his body.

He tried to resist the Jeep's momentum.

But when his hands met the oncoming jeep, Daigo felt a distinct jolt from the light he touched. The calm surface of the water rippled violently, and the light emanated in layers, even having a slight negative impact on him as the user. The impact was too great in one area, so Daigo decisively pressed his entire body against it, trying to use the strength of his whole body to lift the jeep and bring it to a steady stop.

He stood firmly on the ground, his feet planted firmly on the ground.

But then, something resembling wings suddenly appeared on the side of the jeep, unleashing a burst of potential energy that seemed like an energy pulse. The jeep, like a rotating drill, generated an even stronger impact.

Daigo was forced to retreat step by step.

The light power that had been dormant throughout his body was dispersed. At this moment, Daigo realized that the use of energy required stability; otherwise, it was easily affected by external factors, which would lead to the failure of the skill.

His control over energy was quite good. He didn't waste too much light power, which prevented the battle from lasting more than three minutes.

After a brief resistance, Daigo realized that it wouldn't work; stubborn resistance was ineffective. He neither forced the jeep back nor stopped it; instead, the jeep was pushing him forward.

This prompted Daigo to decisively use the force against him, pushing himself further away to create more distance for his escape.

"Recover first, then continue to exert force." Daigo turned his head to look at the jeep rushing towards him fiercely. He felt that he would be unable to get up for a long time after being hit, and if he were run over, he would probably be in pain for many days.

Meanwhile, Seven, inside the jeep, activated the chainsaw, flamethrower, spikes...

He floored the accelerator, unleashing a deafening roar. The speed increased rapidly.

Just as Seven was getting into the swing of things, he suddenly noticed something: for some reason, the brakes on the modified Jeep seemed to be malfunctioning.

He stepped on the brakes a few times and found that the brakes had indeed failed.

After a moment of silence, Seven shouted, "Daigo, be careful. I really can't hold back this time. The car's brakes are broken. You have to find a way to stop the car."

"???" Daigo's eyes widened as he turned around, looking at the approaching jeep, his face gradually turning somewhat ferocious.

The Jeep is practically a killing machine in its current state, and then you have a brake failure?

Daigo had a lot of complaints he wanted to vent, but he didn't have time. He ran even faster on his own two legs. Fortunately, the light power he consumed could be replenished quickly, allowing him to continue fighting.

It seems this time it's all or nothing.

He had to stop the jeep. Otherwise, he might have to lie in the hospital for a while.

However, this is exactly what Daigo wanted to do: when two people meet on a narrow path, the brave will win!

While fleeing, Daigo secretly gathered his strength.

Based on previous experience, we're preparing for a major comeback.

Wu Maquan watched the two people circling around the huge arena.

He muttered to himself, "How could this be? How could the brakes suddenly fail? I specifically asked the organization's maintenance experts to upgrade this one. Its performance is indeed superior. How could the brakes suddenly fail? If this jeep had hit someone, it would have killed them instantly. Luckily, it was Daigo who was being chased."

As he spoke, Wu Maquan quickly replaced the film roll on the camera.

The roll is full now, it needs to be replaced.

After quickly changing the film, Wu Maquan stood there as if nothing had happened, continuing to capture the beautiful moments, even humming a little tune. If you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear words like "mud cart" or "dust cart."

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With the jeep's brakes failing, Daigo is making a desperate attempt to either stop the jeep or be hospitalized.

Meanwhile, the ever-ambitious Masaki Keigo stands inside the cave with the giant and monster statues.

He looked up, staring blankly at the two stone statues.

He didn't understand why there was a monster statue inside the cave where the giant statue was kept.

However, that's how it was originally arranged.

So Masaki Keigo didn't pay any attention.

However, when he looks at the stone statue, he often overlooks the monster statue next to it.

All his attention was focused on the giant statue.

He looked forward to the day when he could evolve, transforming into light and becoming a giant of light.

But now, he looks at the monster statues.

When looking at the monster statues, Masaki Keigo would inexplicably feel a sense of familiarity.