Tokyo Wrestler

"My sister's not back yet?" Sett changed his shoes and went inside.

I was just about to go to the restroom when the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Before anyone could be seen, a rich fragrance wafted into my nostrils, followed by a creamy white substance...

"Ah!!" As soon as Nishimiya Akemi, wrapped in a bath towel, turned her head, she was startled to see a tall and muscular figure standing in the doorway. Her slender body suddenly stiffened.

The relief came only after they realized it was their eldest son, Seti.

She tucked the towel under her armpits tightly, completely covering her ample breasts, before smiling gently and saying, "Xiao Ti, you're back... Your sudden appearance at the door startled your mother."

Sett glanced at her pinkish-red shoulders, her delicately sculpted collarbones, and her smooth, alabaster skin. You couldn't tell she was a mother of two; she looked more like an eighteen-year-old girl.

He immediately looked away and changed the subject, asking, "Isn't my older sister back?"

“I’m back, but I just left again,” Akemi Nishimiya replied.

"Leaving again? What are you doing out so late at night?"

Nishimiya Akemi frowned slightly and sighed, "Where can we go? It's all company business. They said there's a problem with a distributor's plan, and they need to stay up all night to work on the revisions. We need it first thing tomorrow morning."

“Oh...that’s really busy...how about we let my older sister go back to school? I can easily pay off my debts by fighting in underground boxing matches. I still have nearly forty million. If she needs more money, she can just ask me for it,” Sett said.

Seeing her son's reliable demeanor, Akemi Nishimiya's eyebrows relaxed, and she smiled from the bottom of her heart: "Tito is wonderful!"

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "But I'm not wearing a bra, so I won't hug you yet."

Upon hearing this, Sett subconsciously glanced at her under the towel; her breasts weren't as firm as usual, but below was her slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, and her smooth, rounded thighs...

She immediately covered her face and turned away, saying, "I have something to do... I'll go back to my room first."

Akemi Nishimiya, standing behind, tilted her head slightly in confusion and offered a distant reminder:

"Xiao Ti, don't forget to come take a bath later, the water in the tub is still hot."

"Yeah. I know!"

...

Back in the room.

Sett patted his face, composed himself, and refocused his attention on his personal panel.

First, check the ward level:

[Level: 2]

Experience: 210/2800

"The level 3 ability user gave me 160 experience points... The previous level 2 ability user gave me 90 points... Hmm, it seems that as the opponent's level increases, I can gain more experience."

Seti thought to himself.

Then his gaze shifted downwards.

The first time-limited task has now become:

[A total of five superhumans have been killed. Current progress: 1/5. Experience points to gain: 1000]

Including the quest, the Shadow Psionicist essentially provided Sett with a total of 360 experience points!

Thinking back to his first opponent in the underground boxing ring, Okazawa provided a paltry 30 experience points.

In comparison, Sett sighed softly, "Killing ability users is still more worthwhile."

After reading these...

He couldn't wait to shift his gaze to the right and look at the equipment slot on the far right of his personal panel.

I browsed through the information on the level 9 artifact, "The Old Legacy of the Mad Scientist," once again.

Sett wondered:

"No side effects were listed."

Aside from the artifact's level and the mad scientist's introduction, there are only two notes:

[Note 1: This madman seems to have left behind quite a legacy. Perhaps you could try searching for it?]

[Note 2: The journey to find treasure is inevitably lonely when you're alone.]

"Is this level 9 magical artifact special because it has no side effects? Or is it because the side effects can only be perceived after use?"

Sett thought for a moment.

I've decided to enable datafication.

As the honest man Kameda once said: The higher the level of a spirit weapon, the stronger its side effects.

Using this level 9 magical artifact rashly is quite a risky thing.

But Sett couldn't possibly leave such a powerful item unused, after all, he's Sett, not some cowardly, defensive player.

Sett took the black stone "The Madman's Old Legacy" from his inventory and placed it in the palm of his left hand.

I'm going to try the first method the flat-chested little witch mentioned: bloodletting!

Sett placed the pad of his right index finger next to his canine tooth and bit down hard. The taste of blood immediately filled his mouth, but the slight sting was nothing to Sett, who had fought his way through the underground boxing ring.

He quickly pressed his bloodied fingertip against the black stone wall.

If it gets any later, the wound will have healed.

Sett then raised his finger, staring at his own crimson blood on the black stone wall... The imagined absorption of blood, like in fantasy novels, didn't happen; instead...

As Sett's health returned to full, the wound on his fingertip healed.

His blood on the black stone wall turned to ashes and vanished into thin air!

The legacy of the "mad scientist" remains unchanged.

Sett glanced at his unharmed fingertip, frowned in confusion, and asked, "Was it absorbed by the magical artifact, or is there something wrong with my blood?"

This time, he bit his finger again and dripped the blood onto the table for observation.

Once your health is fully restored, the wound will heal.

The bright red bloodstains on the table vanished like ashes once more, as if they had never existed, leaving no trace whatsoever.

"It's a problem with my blood!"

This was the first time Sett had noticed this change since the data was first released over a week ago.

He simply set aside the legacy of the madman.

I focused on studying my own body.

Try dripping blood a few more times, try biting off a piece of flesh, try turning off data processing...

a long time.

Sett finally concluded:

Whether it's his blood or his flesh, once it leaves his body...

As Sett's health is fully restored and his wounds heal, all of his external body tissues will instantly turn to ashes and disappear without a trace.

Similarly, if he doesn't activate the data processing, doesn't allow his health to fully recover, and his wounds don't heal, then this blood and flesh will continue to exist outside his body, making him no different from a normal person.

"No wonder when I fought the skeleton with kidney deficiency in the alley, I lost so much blood, but the Ito squad couldn't find my identity based on the blood... I thought they were just not good at their job and overlooked the blood, but the truth is that as my body recovers, any blood and body tissue outside will disappear directly."

"Hiss..." Sett took a deep breath.

This time, he finally realized:

I feel like I'm not even human!

Or rather, one's body is definitely not a normal human body!

The data processing was far more flawed than he had imagined; it could turn spilled blood into ashes and make it disappear from such a distance, leaving no trace.

Is it the legendary time travel? Or something I can't understand?

Sett pondered for a long time, but could not find an answer.

"Forget it, I'll stop thinking about it for now... As long as I know I don't have to worry about bleeding outside and being studied... I reckon even if I lose an arm, as my health recovers and my body returns to normal, my severed arm will instantly turn to ashes and disappear..."

Sett paused for a moment, then said self-deprecatingly:

"Does that mean if I encounter a situation where there's no food, I can't rely on data processing to eat my own arm to fill my stomach...?"

Although he couldn't understand this phenomenon, Sett still knew how to use it.

Since blood cannot be preserved in the external environment for a long time under the data-driven model.

Then he could only shut down the digitization, bite his hand, and drip the blood onto the "old legacy of the madman".

The wound is slow to heal.

This drop of crimson blood will remain forever.

But it just kept flowing on the black stone wall, showing no sign of being absorbed.

Sett deliberately waited another five minutes.

He waited until the blood was almost dry before activating the data processing again. The wound on his finger quickly healed, and the dried blood on the black stone wall turned into ashes and vanished into the air.

"It seems that this artifact cannot be activated by dripping blood," Sett thought.