Actually, the Author Participated in the '99 Star Wars, With One

With his own strength, he annihilated a million enemies.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

As the rhythmic chanting drifted in, the corners of everyone in the Kurosaki household twitched, and they all turned their gazes toward the door between the clinic and the house.

Thump, thump—

A dull, heavy impact echoed, and Kurosaki Isshin let out a helpless sigh before stepping forward to open the door.

Sure enough... Wu Biao, wrapped from head to toe in bandages like a mummy, was standing behind the door, looking at them with hopeful eyes!

"He's going to die..."

A massive bead of sweat rolled down Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead; it was a miracle that someone who had suffered such heavy injuries could even crawl here without dying.

"Brother Biao, you're awake!" Yuzu Kurosaki, sitting at the dining table, gave a sweet smile, though her eyes held a trace of shock. She still had a vivid memory of the bloody, miserable state Wu Biao was in when Kurosaki Ichigo carried him back yesterday.

He had been on the verge of death at the time, and the entire Kurosaki family had rushed to provide emergency aid. While they had saved his life, such injuries would normally take a year or two to fully heal for an ordinary person, yet Brother Biao had woken up after only one night.

This recovery speed made the entire Kurosaki family marvel once again at Wu Biao's superhuman constitution!

Kurosaki Isshin crouched down, frowning as he asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable with your body?"

"I'm starving to death!"

The moment the words left Wu Biao's mouth, a thunderous roar erupted from his stomach!

Well, it looks like he isn't going to die!

Kurosaki Isshin's mouth twitched, and he shook his head helplessly. "You can't eat yet. We still need to do a full-body checkup later, even though you are currently..."

"Ah, I can't eat!!!" Wu Biao sprang up like a snake, throwing himself onto Kurosaki Isshin, snot and tears streaming down his face, looking absolutely pitiful!

"Boss, I'm fine, I'm really fine! A little injury like this will be gone after I eat a pot of rice!"

How is that possible? Do you think rice is a Senzu Bean, for crying out loud!

Kurosaki Isshin and Kurosaki Ichigo exchanged a glance, both father and son feeling helpless. Since Wu Biao said so, and since he could jump that high, he was likely fine.

After a moment of hesitation, Kurosaki Isshin nodded, his face dark as he grabbed the bandages and pulled Wu Biao—who was busy wiping his snot all over him—over to the table.

Seeing this, Yuzu Kurosaki took the pot of rice she had just placed in the refrigerator and prepared to feed Wu Biao.

However, Brother Biao's next move left the entire Kurosaki family stunned. As soon as Wu Biao saw the pot of rice, his face lit up with joy. With a slight movement of his body, the bandages securing his left arm shattered instantly.

Then, this guy impatiently snatched the pot from Yuzu Kurosaki's hands and began shoveling rice into his mouth with a spoon in his left hand, eating with immense delight.

A strange look flashed in Kurosaki Isshin's eyes. He stared at the left arm, which now only bore faint scars, and felt a sense of shock in his heart. He knew that during yesterday's battle, while the left arm could be considered the least injured part, it had still been covered in bloody cracks. After all, the force from the giant spikes protruding from the Gates of Hell had traveled through Wu Biao's right arm and into his body, leaving almost no part of his upper torso intact.

Yet, after only one night, the scars on his left arm had already healed, and in some places, it was impossible to tell he had ever been injured at all. He had never seen such recovery ability, not even in humans or Shinigami.

No... he should say he had never seen it in humans or Shinigami; he had only ever seen such terrifying recovery in Hollows.

High-speed regeneration was a skill unique to Hollows, but Wu Biao was undoubtedly human. This level of recovery was simply too shocking!

"Are all idiots just gorillas who can heal by licking their wounds?" Shyarly muttered as she watched Wu Biao wolf down the food.

Kurosaki Ichigo leaned in, carefully observing Brother Biao's arm for a long while before asking hesitantly, "Brother Biao, your injuries..."

"Injuries?" Wu Biao mumbled, not stopping his hand for a second. He replied vaguely, "Damn it, those long spikes from that crappy Gates of Hell were really fierce. They aren't fully healed yet!"

The long spikes from the Gates of Hell?

Kurosaki Isshin, standing to the side, hadn't known why Wu Biao had been so severely injured. Hearing this, he vaguely guessed something, though he found his own suspicion hard to believe.

Kurosaki Ichigo might not understand, but as a former captain of the 10th Division, Kurosaki Isshin knew that the Gates of Hell were absolutely not to be trifled with. There had been instances in the past where Shinigami were dragged into Hell.

And... he said they weren't fully healed yet!

Are you really human?

You definitely aren't, are you? Should I go look for a planetary defense force, if one even exists? It seems like I'm raising an alien in my house...

"Brother Biao, are you really human?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, staring at Wu Biao in shock. "This recovery speed is just too terrifying!"

"I don't know!" Wu Biao said, finishing the remaining rice in the pot. After chewing a few times and swallowing, he added with a confused expression, "It didn't use to recover this fast!"

"What was it like before?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, stunned.

Wu Biao rubbed his chin with his left hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "I remember once, when I was bored, I wanted to test if my strength was greater than a train's, so I stood on the tracks..."

"Wait!" Kurosaki Ichigo looked at Wu Biao with a dark expression. "Brother Biao, are you sure you were just bored, and not tired of living?"

How could anyone go and wrestle a train just because they were bored? But... he was inexplicably curious about the result. "Brother Biao, go on!"

"What's there to say? I was sent flying instantly!" Wu Biao said, laughing with a simple, honest smile. "That force was really fierce. I almost got smashed to pieces..."

No, it's a miracle you didn't get smashed to pieces.

"It took me over half a year to recover back then. Luckily, the medical expenses were all covered by the railway department!"

The Kurosaki family was beyond speechless. They could only say... they truly felt sorry for the railway department for having to deal with such an unprovoked disaster!

In truth, even Wu Biao didn't know that if he were to challenge a train again now, he might not necessarily come out on the losing end. It could only be said that after coming to this world, his constitution seemed to have broken through some impossible limit.

And it wasn't just a breakthrough in strength. Every time he killed a Hollow, the heat that flowed into every part of his body not only enhanced his power but also caused his physical defense, speed, and recovery to improve as well.

It could be said that this was an improvement in overall quality.

After conducting some research, the Kurosaki family gave up on trying to figure out what species Wu Biao belonged to; they had already developed an immunity to the shocks caused by him!

Even if an egg were to fly in from outside the planet right now, and a person with a tail were to crawl out of it, come to their house, and say to Wu Biao, "You are actually a descendant of the Sabi Alien sent to destroy this planet in 1999!"

The family would probably just calmly dial the number for the Bureau of Public Safety...

After finishing breakfast, everyone went their separate ways; those who had school went to school, and those who had clinic shifts went to work.

As for the non-human Wu Biao, he was tossed back onto the hospital bed. Although his recovery ability was strong, it hadn't reached the level of super-speed regeneration. His left arm was mostly healed, but his right arm, which had collided directly with the Hell Giant Spike, still hadn't regained any sensation!

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Sigh, that battle was truly perilous. In fact, many of you had your memories wiped the moment you opened your eyes.

So, in honor of my contributions back then, smash me with recommendation votes! I'm currently fifth on the new ACG book rankings, and the goal is first place. Brothers, please give me your support!!!

Hmm, I just realized the status has changed. It's the first day of this status, so I'm looking for the first wave of tips!

(End of chapter)