Chapter 30

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Chapter 30: Blood Test

“Your weight is below the average for girls of your age and height—it’s considered underdeveloped. And your chest measurement is… not great. No boy would be interested in a chest like that,” Heli said, glancing down as she filled in Mi Xiaoliu’s personal information.

Though girls often liked being lighter, that didn’t mean one should starve themselves to fit some unhealthy beauty standard. Mi Xiaoliu’s figure was still long and graceful, and she’d come to realize one day that having a bit of flesh was part of beauty too.

Her face was truly beautiful, perfectly complementing her figure. What might have been seen as a flaw instead created a unique sort of “beauty”—like something out of an anime.

Pretty, yes—but unhealthy. Not something to be encouraged.

A single school nurse conducting all the physical tests for one student? Probably only the director’s daughter would get that kind of privilege.

“We’ll just use the same physical performance results as last time. It hasn’t even been a few days anyway,” Heli said lazily as she copied Mi Xiaoliu’s previous report. She looked up at the girl, who was playing with the little hammer used for testing knee reflexes. “Same for vision?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Can you tell me why? You do understand how important this data is in society, right? If even one value is wrong, it could mean you won’t get proper help if your ability ever goes out of control.”

Though regenerative-type ability users had an almost zero risk of losing control—and even if they did, they generally wouldn’t harm others. Unless, of course, their power involved releasing substances toxic to normal people as part of their healing process.

Mi Xiaoliu didn’t speak. She just looked at Heli with that same quiet gaze.

“Colorblindness might be a side effect of your ability. Many side effects can be treated,” Heli added.

But the girl just continued to look at her in silence.

“You… fine.” Heli gave in and filled in the same vision data as the last time. Then she put down the form and slowly reached for the syringe. “Time for your blood test.”

Teacher Ziyan had already warned her that this girl had behaved aggressively during blood testing before.

Sure enough, Mi Xiaoliu stepped back—not as violently as Ziyan had described, though. Heli figured it was probably just because Ziyan was too ugly.

This time, Sasha didn’t say anything in her head. It was just a natural, discomforted response, like someone with a fear of needles. Without relevant memories, she didn’t know why the discomfort felt so familiar.

Heli gestured for her to sit down. Mi Xiaoliu didn’t react.

“If you can’t prove through a blood sample that you’re a regenerative ability user, you could face legal consequences,” Heli warned as she assembled the kit. “Also, you’ll still have to wear that chest badge, and your vision data must be accurate.”

Mi Xiaoliu lowered her head and walked over, quietly sitting in front of her and watching as Heli rolled up her sleeve.

“Good girl,” Heli said as she slipped one of her usual lollipops into Mi Xiaoliu’s pocket.

Her skin was an unhealthy pale, like someone who hadn’t seen sunlight in a long time—soft to the touch, with no noticeable muscle.

When the needle pierced her skin, Mi Xiaoliu flinched, but not enough to dislodge it. Possibly thanks to the high-quality special needles.

These custom needles were necessary for regenerative ability users—otherwise, the wound might heal and seal the needle in place before blood could be drawn. Even with custom needles, it was still a risk depending on how the power worked.

Heli didn’t dare draw much. Many people who were afraid of needles also fainted at the sight of blood. With how frail Mi Xiaoliu looked—like she’d collapse if you pushed her—Heli had to be careful.

As soon as the needle was removed, the tiny wound closed instantly—no cotton or pressure needed. Even low-level regenerative users could do that much.

But before Heli could even slot the sample into the box, the blood in the vial vanished completely. The container was a plain glass tube—aside from its red cap, there was no trace of red at all inside.

This definitely wasn’t just her imagination. There were no other samples in the slot—had a spatial ability user swapped it instantly?

“You know what’s going on here?” Heli asked, shaking the now-empty vial in front of Mi Xiaoliu.

The girl stared at her silently. Clearly, she didn’t know.

Of course she didn’t. She wasn’t wearing her combat suit right now, so she didn’t have that “data erasure” buff.

“It wasn’t like this yesterday,” Heli muttered with a frown. “Let’s try again.”

Mi Xiaoliu gave her a reluctant look but allowed another blood draw. Heli gave her another lollipop.

Understanding the nature of one’s ability was crucial.

But even after two or three repeats, the same thing happened every time.

If this wasn’t the work of a spatial ability user interfering, then it had to be part of Mi Xiaoliu’s power.

A spatial ability so precise it could teleport blood out of a tube without leaving a trace? Unheard of. That possibility could be ruled out.

Could it be a dual power—space and liquid manipulation?

No… There was a known regenerative power that involved rejecting separated tissue from the body. If she thought about it, this girl’s traits did line up.

Heli lowered her head in thought for a while, then looked at the girl who was still staring at her blankly.

The moment their eyes met, Mi Xiaoliu shot to her feet and ran to crouch in the corner, eyes still fixed on Heli—alert, even without a hint of expression.

Heli had the strange feeling that if she tried drawing blood one more time, the girl would either lash out… or burst into tears.

Heli tapped the desk and flipped through the physical report. Other than sections not required for regenerative types, almost everything was filled in—except for the blood-related fields. She had deliberately saved this for last, knowing Mi Xiaoliu hated it.

The sun had already disappeared from the sky, and there were still many students left untested. Some, like electric-type users, required tests on max voltage, current type, control, and more… Compared to that, Mi Xiaoliu’s test was fast.

“You can go back now. I’ll keep your report here.”

Hearing that, Mi Xiaoliu covered her arm and turned to leave, as if she never wanted to see Heli again.

Heli didn’t mind. Girls on their period could be moody.

After filing the report, she went home and rummaged through the trash for the used pad Mi Xiaoliu had changed out the day before. Then she used tools from the kitchen to analyze it.

The more she tested, the deeper her frown became.

In all the regenerative cases she had studied—at least the ones known to her—this girl was unlike any of them.

“Just as I thought.”

Heli lowered her head and quietly processed the data she had gathered.

She picked up her phone to call someone but hesitated when she got to the contact screen… then locked it and put it down.