Comic strip: Survival on a deserted island, surrounded by heroines

"Too."

With a flick of his wrist, the curtain of water fell back into the sea.

He wrapped the two squid and the crab in a small ball of water and floated them ashore.

"Breakfast is ready." He nodded with satisfaction.

Eriri came over and glanced at it, then pouted and said, "Just two squid and one crab, who can eat that? You could easily finish three pots of eel by yourself."

"Then go and catch it."

"I don't have water-related manipulation abilities!"

"You can use a fishing rod."

Eriri glared at him, but then turned and ran towards the cabin.

"Just you wait, I'm going to get the fishing rod!"

Saeko Busujima watched her retreating figure, a slight smile playing on her lips, before turning to Aoyama.

"Lord Aoyama, if that water curtain from earlier were compressed to only a few centimeters thick, and the edges sharpened a bit, could it be used as a knife?"

Aoyama paused for a moment, then looked down at his hands.

"You mean... Water Blade?"

"Ah."

He faced the sea again, raised his right hand, and this time there was no big show.

Instead, the water is concentrated in front of the fingertips, pressed into a thin sheet of water with slightly trembling edges.

"go."

The water shards flew out, slicing across the sea surface.

The wave was silently cut open, and it took two seconds for it to close again.

"The cutting power is average." Aoyama frowned.

Saeko Busujima calmly analyzed: "But the fact that it can cut through the waves to this extent indicates that the density and speed are not yet sufficient."

"With more practice, it might even be useful as a bomb."

"Then let's practice."

Aoyama took a deep breath and once again condensed a water blade.

Under the moonlight, his figure repeated the same action over and over again on the beach.

Shiyu sat on the beach, chin in hand, looking at him.

"This person is really...unpleasant."

When Eriri ran back carrying her fishing rod, she saw Aoyama unleash his water blade once again, this time slicing through a floating dead tree ten meters away.

She opened her mouth, then managed to utter a sentence:

"...Absolutely insanely strong!"

Chapter 335: This is the real cutting!

Aoyama stood on the edge of the creek, his feet submerged in the seawater, ripples spreading out in circles.

The sea trembled slightly under the touch of his palm, as if being stirred by an unseen hand.

"Again."

He muttered something under his breath, then flicked his wrist, and a curtain of water rose from the sea.

It is about two meters wide and half a finger thick.

Moonlight pierced through the water curtain, refracting into tiny spots of light, like a flowing glass wall.

Qingshan stared at the edge of the water curtain, slowly converging his mental energy to thin it little by little.

"laugh--!"

The edge of the water curtain suddenly accelerated, cutting across the sea surface like a blade.

The wave was silently split in two, and the cut remained open for nearly three seconds before closing again, a full second longer than before.

"How incredible!" Ran Mouri, who was staring at the scene on the beach, was dumbfounded.

At this moment, Aoyama's attention was entirely focused on the flow of water in his palm.

The feeling of manipulating water was very peculiar, as if he had suddenly gained an extra arm.

That "hand" can reach into the seawater and touch every texture of the water flow and every undercurrent.

Previously, when he threw water balloons at the rocks, he was just throwing them violently, but now he can "feel" the direction of the water flow.

"The density of water is not uniform."

He muttered to himself, and re-condensed a water blade. This time, he didn't rush to throw it out, but instead let the water blade hover in front of him, observing it carefully.

Under the moonlight, the subtle ripples on the surface of the water blade were clearly visible.

He discovered gaps in the arrangement of water molecules, which caused uneven stress during cutting.

"If we compress this place..."

He extended his left index finger and placed it on the water blade.

Mental energy pierced into the water like a needle, forcibly squeezing the loose water molecules together.

The thickness of the water blade was visibly decreasing, and its surface was slightly tinged with a pale blue color. Its density was approaching that of the water sphere he had compressed earlier.

"call."

Aoyama exhaled and flicked his wrist, throwing out the water blade.

This time, the water blade flew out almost silently, like a transparent crescent moon, skimming across the sea surface.

Twenty meters away, a rock protruding from the water was directly cut into by the water blade.

The cut surface was so smooth it looked as if it had been processed by a precision instrument. The upper part of the reef slowly slid down and crashed into the sea.

"..."

The beach fell silent for a moment.

Saeko Busujima stood up in surprise, her purple eyes widening slightly!

She walked quickly to the water's edge, stared at the cut rock, and reached out to touch the cut surface.

"The surface is very smooth, with no signs of cracking at all."

"This is a real cut!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha also came over, her red eyes glancing at the broken reef before looking at Aoyama's hand.

A thin film of water was slowly evaporating from his palm, and there was no redness, swelling, or fatigue on his finger joints.

She asked curiously, "Aoyama-kun, the water blade you compressed is like a high-pressure water gun?"

"Almost the same, but much freer than a high-pressure water gun."

Qingshan raised his right hand, and a ball of water the size of a fist condensed in his palm.

The water ball spun slowly in his hand, its surface beginning to shrink, shrinking further, until it finally became a dark blue water droplet the size of a walnut.

"The density of this one is about twenty times that of ordinary seawater."

Qingshan picked up the water droplets.

"If I throw it and it hits a rock..."

He flicked his wrist, and the water droplets flew towards the rock that had just been cut open.

The moment they made contact, the water droplet burst open, creating a crater the size of a fist on the rock.

"hiss--!"

Ran Mouri gasped.

"This is much more powerful than the water balloon we just saw."

"The degree of compression is different."

Qingshan shook the water droplets off his hands.

"That was just a regular water balloon, this is a compressed water bomb."

"The former relies on weight to strike, while the latter relies on density to penetrate."

"It's like the difference between a punch and a bullet."

Aoyama said regretfully, "I can only compress it slowly now, I can't release it instantly."

"If the enemy gets close, I simply don't have time to do these delicate maneuvers."

"So you need to practice instantaneous compression."

Saeko Busujima raised her right hand, assuming a sword-wielding posture.

"Just like drawing a sword to strike, it is normally sheathed, and the moment it is drawn, it completes the charging and striking."

"Instant compression..."

Aoyama stared thoughtfully at his hands.

"You mean, you want me to turn the compression action into muscle memory?"

Saeko Busujima continued, "Your ability is an active skill that consumes stamina."

"Then, within the limits of physical fitness, we should practice the compression process until we can do it without having to think about it."

"Compression upon release; the water blade is released in a high-density state."

Qingshan took a deep breath and faced the sea again.

"Makes sense."

He raised his right hand, and this time he did not consciously try to sense the water flow, but instead relied on his intuition to let the water attribute control the activation.

A water blade rose from the sea surface, and he immediately focused his mental energy, trying to compress it in the shortest possible time.

"laugh--!"

The water blade flew out and sliced ​​through the waves three meters away.

The cut surface is rough and the depth is insufficient.

"About 1.5 seconds."

Aoyama did his own calculations.

And so he began to repeat it over and over again.

The water blade rises, compresses, and is flung out.

He always tried to shorten the compression time as much as possible.

At first, it took him more than a second each time, but around the tenth time, he started to get the hang of it.

There is a key difference between compressed water blades and compressed water balls.

"The water sphere is static; you just need to squeeze it towards the center..."

The water blade is dynamic; it naturally expands during flight.

Therefore, when compressing a water blade, it is necessary to compress it while maintaining its shape.

"so it is."

Aoyama's eyes lit up, and he flipped his right hand, splitting his mental energy into two streams the instant the water blade rose.

One force compresses inwards, while the other stretches and fixes along the blade surface.

With the two forces acting simultaneously, the water blade was compressed almost instantly upon leaving the hand.

"Whoosh-!"

A deep blue water blade flew out, skimming the surface of the sea and silently passing through a 15-meter stretch.

The moment the wave was cut in half, the cut surface was so smooth it reflected light.