The Human Body, Isn't It Amazing?

He had gained another 1 point of free attribute value.

It could be considered a good thing. Through this gain, Kana Shizumi felt like he had roughly figured out the path and method for obtaining them.

"Looks like I just need to change certain things... whether for better or worse?"

Following that line of reasoning—

"If I empty out the box containing Sukuna's Fingers ahead of time and make Fushiguro come all this way for nothing, would that count as a different kind of change?"

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Ah, rewards without lifting a finger!

But after that thought surfaced for only a moment, he suppressed it again.

As he had said, changing the plot itself was not a problem. After all, it was strongly tied to his primary goal of becoming stronger.

But before acting, Kana Shizumi had to consider the consequences his actions might trigger and weigh the pros and cons.

If they could not find the finger, Itadori and Fushiguro would lose their chance to meet. The time when Itadori became Sukuna's vessel would also be pushed back...

Who knew whether that prison mom would lose her mind after learning about it.

After all, judging by the current situation, the jujutsu script was still mainly in Kenjaku's hands.

As the other party's number-one lackey, if Kana Shizumi wanted to take the opportunity to stir things up... he would have to make all kinds of preparations in advance.

The difficulty was anything but low.

Besides, there were still quite a few other issues concerning how to obtain rewards... it just was not convenient to investigate them right now.

With a sigh, Kana Shizumi looked at the 1:30 displayed on his phone. After pursing his lips slightly, he leaned against the windowsill and took a brief nap.

Though he was half-human and half-cursed spirit, Kana Shizumi had no particular advantage when it came to recovering his energy.

He still needed rest to recover, though his sleep requirement might be somewhat shorter than that of a normal person.

Hanami, seated beside him, remained silent, looking like a massive Buddha statue carved straight from stone...

Nothing happened through the night.

When Kana Shizumi woke again in a haze, he happened to glimpse the rising sun outside the window.

The sky had only just begun to brighten, barely past the first pale light of dawn... He tiredly pressed a hand to his stiff cheek, then took out his phone and glanced at it.

5:39...

He had slept for only about four hours.

It was not long, but the recovery efficiency had been surprisingly high.

After simply rubbing his cheeks, Kana Shizumi had already returned to a literally normal state.

It seemed the improvements brought by his special constitution were multifaceted... After all, the original work had barely described Choso's physique, so Kana Shizumi could only figure this part out by himself.

As for Hanami—

That guy had moved to a seat near the back and was now sitting with both hands raised, face tilted toward the sky.

Kana Shizumi could not understand it, but he could roughly grasp its meaning.

—It was probably photosynthesizing.

Suppressing the urge to make a sarcastic remark, Kana Shizumi turned his attention back to himself.

He had now accumulated as many as 4 free attribute points. After a brief hesitation... he ultimately decided to put all 4 into [Cursed Energy Efficiency].

The reason was simple.

"Both my total cursed energy and physical abilities are above 30. That already puts me above the average Grade 2 level."

So he had no plans to improve them for the time being.

—He had to admit, that statement itself was rather ridiculous.

After all, a true strong person had to possess some noteworthy strength, whether in physical combat or cursed techniques... But as he had just said, that only applied to the "exceptions" among the strong.

Even if Miwa's New Shadow Style was considered outstanding, in other people's eyes it was probably just maggots that could stand upright...

In other words, useless and purely comedic.

So before his overall strength reached the average level of a Grade 1 sorcerer, Kana Shizumi decided to keep distributing points like filling a bucket and pursue balanced development first.

As for specializing his abilities, that could wait until he had actually learned something.

After allocating the 4 free attribute points, Kana Shizumi watched the information [Cursed Energy Efficiency: 22] appear. He then looked at his palm and made a grasping motion.

"..."

It had increased, but he did not feel much of a difference.

Was the numerical change simply too small?

He tried raising his right hand again and, imitating what he had done yesterday, extracted another blood orb.

Then Kana Shizumi clearly raised an eyebrow.

It was different...

The speed at which the blood orb formed had increased by about a third!

And that was not all.

He watched as the blood orb hovering above his fingertips began to expand.

Kana Shizumi could feel more clearly that his cursed energy could be poured into it more abundantly, producing subtler changes.

The way Cursed Energy Efficiency improved things was somewhat tricky. It accelerated the conversion process for cursed energy while increasing the blood's capacity, literally enhancing the "efficiency" of conversion.

To put it simply, if the blood orb he had condensed yesterday had the strength of a 9mm bullet, then he was now confident that the one he condensed could rival a .45-caliber bullet.

It was like a normal game, where a skill had fixed mana consumption and power.

But increased efficiency could reduce the cost while allowing more cursed energy to be contained within a certain range.

The improvement was quite noticeable.

Of course, perhaps that was only because he had been too weak before?

At the same time, inspiration struck him. Without pausing, he gave the blood orb an order the instant he looked at it.

Compress.

He used cursed energy as a wrapping layer and compressed it inward in terms of volume.

This process itself was called "Convergence."

Of course, the technique mentioned above referred to the state achieved after compressing blood to its absolute limit...

In truth, at Kana Shizumi's current level, he could probably only compress it by roughly one-third.

—That was the limit.

If he kept forcing it, the blood would be unable to withstand the pressure and burst first.

Kana Shizumi revealed a thoughtful expression.

"Looks like I still can't reach the level of Convergence with my current efficiency and control."

It had to be said that, as an inherited technique, its strengths and weaknesses were both extremely obvious.

The advantage was that previous generations had already developed it. Normally, once it was passed down to someone else, they only needed to refer to their predecessors' methods to bring out roughly eighty percent of its combat power.

The downside was also that it had been developed too thoroughly. To those with rich combat experience, it was like being able to tell whether your fart was wet or dry.

If you could not come up with something new, those veteran sorcerers might pull some nasty tricks on you.

Like rotating their heads to disperse the force...

The human body was amazing, wasn't it?