I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

Along with it came numerous jet-black tentacles, constantly surging and swaying.

Several of the tentacles slowly stretched out toward Wuma Spring.

Wumaquan calmly looked at the tentacles.

It looked particularly familiar.

One of the tentacles playfully ruffled his hair, making it messy, and symbolically patted his head as if to say: Hello, well done, I really like you.

The other tentacle rubbed his face, as if playing with a child's toy.

Wu Maquan casually slapped away the tentacles and stared at the ball of light for a moment.

He then slowly said, "Gatarina, is that right? The same appearance as my true self... No, rather, you are the true self, which is why we have the same body."

"This isn't a dream, is it? Or rather, you don't actually think I think this is a dream, do you?"

"Your repeated appearances have brought such a real feeling that anyone would notice something is wrong. Last time you appeared, I felt something was off, and now it seems that's true."

"You have never disappeared. Instead, you have always been deep within my consciousness, sharing my body. Although I don't know why you never appear or interfere with my actions, this doesn't mean you've disappeared. Over the years, I've had a question in my mind: shouldn't I have directly replaced you after I transmigrated? Where did you go? Are you still here, slacking off?"

"In short, you are the real Gatanothor."

A series of sharp words were uttered.

The dancing tentacles stopped dancing, and the darkness was no longer so dark. The stagnant tentacles suddenly retracted and returned to the ball of light.

Like a child whose secret has been revealed, they are panicked.

Wu Maquan can directly sense the other person's emotions.

There was no malice intended. It was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, untouched by worldly pollution or tainted by worldly influences.

The ball of light flickered rapidly, as if it were about to disappear into the distance.

Wu Maquan also felt a sense of rejection, as if it were driving him out of this space.

"Wait a minute, don't rush off. I still have some questions to ask," Wu Maquan quickly interjected to stop him.

The ball of light that Gatanothor had transformed into didn't seem to want to hear any of that.

The light flashed once more, forcing Wumaquan to close his eyes.

Then, it vanished into nothingness.

Before that, Wumaquan vaguely opened his eyes and saw a small figure inside the ball of light, swinging two pink little hands, struggling to carry the conch shell on her back, and taking tiny steps away.

Wumaquan: "..."

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

Seven.

He unusually chose to sleep to replenish his energy.

Even though he, as a being of light, does not need to sleep, sleep is a habitual instinct for most living beings.

Stop thinking, empty your mind, let it go blank, and drift into a deep sleep without consciousness. This is undoubtedly the best way to replenish your mental energy.

Seven thinks that even if you don't need to sleep, taking a nap occasionally is a good option.

This time, he went to sleep. Although the night is always dangerous, and if no one stays on guard, someone could break in without anyone noticing, it's only been one day; how could so many accidents happen? The chances were too small, so Seven simply went to sleep.

Generally speaking, we don't dream while sleeping. Dreaming during sleep is usually not a good way to rejuvenate. This indicates that the person isn't in deep sleep, but rather in superficial sleep, and will feel tired and unrefreshed upon waking.

Beings of light like Seven don't dream while sleeping. If they do dream, it's always a harbinger of bad news, rarely good. Like the bizarre dream Seven had before, where the Ultra Brothers all chose the nightmare of monsters becoming human hosts—a probability of extremely low probability.

This time, Seven fell asleep not long before he felt like he was dreaming again.

He arrived at a place with intense heat and distortion, surrounded by dazzling light.

Before him stood a massive red sphere of light, which made even Ultraman appear tiny.

At first glance, it resembles a red sun. It is extremely active and possesses destructive power.

"Who are you?" Seven was filled with astonishment as he felt the surging power rising and falling from the red sphere of light—an absolute power that could easily surpass his own. This power was an extremely strong radiance.

The red orb of light emitted a buzzing sound, as if it wanted to speak and answer Seven's question.

Unfortunately, the red orb of light did not explain it to Seven.

He simply vibrated, vibrated, and vibrated incessantly. A buzzing sound echoed continuously nearby.

This is a sealed space, so if you speak loudly, your voice will echo.

"What are you trying to say?" Seven asked, puzzled. "Are you trying to warn me about something?"

The red orb of light seemed to vibrate even more violently after hearing this, but remained silent for a long time.

The enormous red sphere of light emitted a dazzling red glow.

After a moment, the red orb seemed to realize that it was all in vain, and Seven didn't understand the meaning of what it was saying at all.

Then He slightly shook His body, and a tiny individual split off from the massive red sphere of light. It transformed into a small ball of red light and entered Seven's body.

Seven instantly felt an unprecedented fullness within his body. Ever since his last attempt at the so-called Truth, Heavy Particle, and Chaos modes, his energy had never been sufficient, and he had never fully recovered to his peak. In fact, it could be said that he had already consumed a considerable amount of energy just to travel through the universe and arrive in this world, leaving him fighting with depleted health.

Fortunately, the human host is incredibly capable; even with insufficient energy, it can still unleash 100% of its power.

This made Seven, who had been quietly basking in the sun and recovering his energy, feel gratified.

Now, with the help of the red light sphere, he has recovered to his peak condition in one go. He even feels that his strength has been further enhanced with the help of the red light sphere. Although this feeling is very weak, only a slight increase, Seven is sure that this is a real improvement, not a false feeling.

It's worth noting that after he became famous as one of the Ultra Brothers, his strength pretty much plateaued, and it would take a very long time to improve. So the fact that he's actually made a small improvement now is truly remarkable.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you giving me these things? What is your purpose? Do you want me to do something for you?" After his recovery period improved, Seven fired off a series of questions.

However, he soon realized that he was wasting his time, because he simply couldn't understand what the other person was saying.

Despite possessing unprecedented power, it is unable to engage in precise dialogue with a single individual.

Seven had a guess in his mind. The nascent form of planetary consciousness?

He asked, "Are you the will of this planet? Have you sensed that I don't belong to this universe?"

The red orb of light trembled, and Seven couldn't understand its meaning at all.

Then, the red orb of light that had given it some power seemed to feel tired or bored.

He began to expel Seven.

Seven disappeared from this space.

In the empty, silent space, a huge, fiery red sphere of light floated quietly, no longer vibrating, but instead resting and recuperating.

It was as if to say: Although the fur just given is just fur, it is still part of His effort. I am too tired, too tired, and I need to rest properly.

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

dawn.

Wu Maquan rubbed his eyes, feeling that what he had just said was a bit hasty.

Instead of pointing him out by name directly, you should first engage in some small talk to get all the information he wants to know. That would be much better.

But there's no rush. He believes there will be another opportunity to connect, it's just a matter of time, and right now, time is the last thing he lacks.

I should get up and wash up, and see what delicious meal Seven has prepared for me today.

Wumaquan got up and took a few steps.

He suddenly realized something was wrong: Seven had gone to sleep last night, but now that he was awake, Seven seemed to still be asleep. This meant that no one was going to cook, and he was destined to eat steamed buns this morning.

Wu Maquan was at a loss for words.

Having grown accustomed to delicacies and exquisite cooking, it's truly difficult for him to cope with a simple breakfast. Even a fragrant bowl of instant noodles pales in comparison to Seven's culinary skills.

Although he could have called Seven out right now to make breakfast, it would have been rather unfair of him to wake Seven up specifically to cook breakfast when they were already up eating.

So he reluctantly decided to eat less for breakfast today, and to eat something less tasty. He just made a few pieces of buttered bread and a glass of milk, and that was it. He didn't even want to turn on the gas stove again.

Seven knew nothing of the lazy Wumaquan.

After he woke up in Wumaquan, he woke up shortly after. They both had dreams that night, although the scenes in their dreams were different. It was quite a coincidence, though.

Seven recalled the scenes and images he had seen while he was sleeping, and he carefully felt the power he now possessed in his body.

It's so realistic, it couldn't be more realistic.

His light power was abundant, even showing a slight increase. Keep in mind that such a slight increase in energy is something he might not be able to achieve even after decades of practice. His form was almost complete; further advancement in strength would be extremely difficult, requiring immense time, perseverance, and training.

What a terrifying planetary will! To achieve this level of power even in the nascent stage of consciousness far surpasses that of most planets. I can't imagine what it will become once its will is fully formed. Will it be able to spontaneously generate a host of terrifying things?

While inside Wumaquan's body, Seven thought that in his current state, he felt he could try again with Wumaquan to explore the realms of truth, heavy particles, and chaos.

In this form, they can develop even more powerful and extraordinary skills. Last time in his True Form, he was forced to dissolve the fusion due to insufficient light power. Now, he has fully recovered and even gained a slight improvement.

Seven felt that he could last a little longer, improving by about two or three seconds.

I just don't know if that ball of red light would mind.

P.S.: I didn't expect to finish writing this all night—a full 8000 words! I wrote until very early this morning, long enough to have breakfast. [Sad]

It's getting later and later, I really want to finish writing soon so I can go to sleep! (╬o皿o)

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Goodnight, it's past 6 AM, time to sleep... Or maybe I should say early, it's 6 AM, time to get up and eat! [vomiting blood]

Damn, I'm so sleepy... I fell asleep while typing, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt dizzy and like I was going to collapse.

Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, sleepy...

Chapter 101 The Best Way to Use Zigela

Inside the villa, Wu Maquan prepared a simple breakfast himself. He toasted a buttered bread in a bread machine and enjoyed a warm glass of milk, savoring the wonderful day.

Xiao Qi and Xiao Xi went out to the river to fish and mooch off the fishermen.

They had prepared all the seasonings long ago.

Xiao Qi even considered many possible future scenarios and deliberately stuffed a lot of alternative seasonings under her skirt. Regarding Xiao Qi's skirt, Wu Maquan always referred to it as the "other-dimensional skirt," a seemingly narrow space that was actually an infinitely large other-dimensional place.

On the riverbank, Xiao Qi stretched out tentacles from under her skirt and said with a serious face, "Watch carefully, this is what fishing is all about. The way you rushed into the river without saying a word, splashing water that could fill an iron bucket, can't be called fishing at all. If you could catch something, that would be fine, but you couldn't even catch anything."

"Wow!" Since the fish in the river were swimming, Xiaoxi wasn't blind and could clearly see the movement of each fish. In Xiaoxi's eyes, each fish was a piece of juicy protein. Although she was large, this amount of fish was not enough for her; she would need to eat at least a whole plate to feel full. But that didn't stop her from eating fish.