Miss Witch, even if we're poor, we can't sell ourselves!

After getting up, Miya went to the kitchen to heat up a glass of milk, as usual.

Bie Chenye had a lot of food stored in her refrigerator. She found some sealed bread slices among them, toasted two slices in a bread machine, and had a simple breakfast with milk.

Then Miya pushed open the back door of the wooden house, stood on the stone steps, and took a deep breath at the forest shrouded in morning mist.

She did a few stretching exercises to loosen up all her joints. She developed this habit after lying in bed for three days. Although she has now fully recovered, stretching every morning makes her feel more in sync with her body, which has all attributes over 100.

Then she slung her backpack over her shoulder, pushed open the back door of the cabin, and walked into the mountains along the muddy path she had already trodden all over.

After several days, Miya had established a stable gathering route between the back mountain and the wooden house.

In the morning, I went into the mountains to look for blood fairy and herbs. In the afternoon, I came back to take notes and conduct experiments. In the evening, I did practice questions. At 8:30, I turned on Little Ghost's live stream.

These regular days passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, several days had passed since I returned from Luoyan Shop. I finally collected fifty Blood Fairy Flowers. There were still two days until the exam, which was enough.

Mi Ye squatted on a rock upstream of the valley, having just finished collecting a Blood Fairy flower growing in a crevice in the rock, and couldn't help but smile.

She jumped off the rock, found a flat clearing in the valley, made sure there were no other magical creatures around, then focused her mind and summoned tentacles from the position of her tailbone.

Two white tentacles emerged from her back at the same time, slowly unfolding in the air.

There was only one when it was summoned last time, but now the number has doubled.

Moreover, it's not just the quantity that has changed; their body shapes have also undergone significant changes.

Previously, the tentacle was only about the length of her forearm, but now both tentacles have grown to almost the length of her entire arm, and their thickness has changed from that of a thumb to that of a wrist.

The color remains a clean white, but under light, a faint pearlescent sheen can be seen on the surface, as if pearl powder has been kneaded into the texture of the skin.

Miya reached out and poked the side of one of the tentacles.

The texture has changed too. Before, it felt like jelly, soft and bouncy. If you poked it, it would leave a dent, and after you loosened it, it would bounce back gently.

It feels firmer now. The surface is still smooth, but the underlying muscle tissue is noticeably denser. The texture has changed from jelly to silicone. You need to apply a little more force when you press it, and it bounces back faster.

She let the tentacles wrap around her wrist, and the moment those tiny suckers touched her skin, a stronger suction force came from the contact surface.

Miya thought to herself that these two tentacles should be able to crush the brittle branches now.

She manipulated her two tentacles to perform different actions simultaneously: the left one picked a leaf from a bush, while the right one picked up a pebble from the ground.

The two actions were completed cleanly and efficiently, without any mistake of trying to do two things at the same time and ending up with both tentacles doing the same thing.

There was no confusion or delay in her mind; each tentacle was like an extra hand that she had always grown, independent and coordinated.

Miya withdrew her tentacles and patted her lower back with satisfaction.

Then another image uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

A girl with long white hair sat in a wheelchair under a jacaranda tree. Moonlight fell on her eyelashes. She closed her eyes, brought the blooming jacaranda to her nose, and whispered that it smelled like purple.

The suction cup at the end of the tentacle gently touched Miya's face, startling her.

Damn it, stop this brain!

She shook her head violently to clear her vision, then stood there taking several deep breaths to finally bring the temperature on her face down.

What am I even doing?

But another thought immediately popped into my head.

The angel she saw under the jacaranda tree in March was someone she believed to have been attracted to.

Little Ghost was the little V streamer she listened to sing, chatted with, and said goodnight to each other through the screen every night. She liked her voice, the way she pronounced her own name, and the gentleness that was just between the two of them when she whispered goodnight before ending her broadcast late at night.

She seemed to have developed different feelings for both of them at the same time.

What should we do next?

No, no, how did I end up thinking about romance?

Miya hoisted her backpack over her shoulder and walked deeper into the valley. The pebbles under her feet were smooth and rounded by the stream, making a crisp clattering sound as she stepped on them.

Even if you like someone, they may not like you back.

One who refuses to reveal even their true identity.

Although I had met the other one once, I couldn't even say thank you; I just gave him a flower and ran away.

Moreover, she didn't even have their contact information.

Let's get stronger first.

Once I've gained more vitality and drunk that potion, I should be able to undergo a qualitative transformation and reach a more powerful level.

Miya jumped across a narrow stream, and as she landed, tentacles instinctively reached out from behind her to help her balance before automatically retracting.

He was admitted to the Moon Forest, obtained official student status, and honed his flesh magic to a level that Chen Ye could acknowledge.

If she ever encounters someone she needs to protect in the future, no matter who it is, she hopes that when she stands in front of that person, she will be someone capable of standing in their way.

Miya raised her head and looked at the sky.

Today is a cloudy day, with thicker clouds than yesterday and higher humidity. The forest is filled with a damp atmosphere unique to the rainy season. Cloudy days are also the most active time for magical creatures, and the best time to test the combat capabilities of the evolved tentacles.

She tightened her backpack, tucked the short dagger Bie Chenye had left behind the door for self-defense into her waistband, then took a deep breath and walked towards the upper reaches of the valley.

That area is close to the boundary marker. Although it is still within the outer low-level zone, low-level monsters occasionally cross over from the mid-level zone.

Today's goal is simple: find a low-level monster and test its actual combat output from start to finish using the complete combo of Contempt, Tentacle Strangulation, and Devour.

Miya rolled up her sleeves, flexed her fingers, and two white tentacles silently unfolded behind her, quietly slipping into the deeper shadows of the trees along the edge of the valley in the overcast forest.