No. 9 raised himself quietly from the ground.
"How many days have passed...?"
He was on a peaceful planet with no one around.
Meaning there was no one to answer him, so he looked to the stars to check the time.
"...Three days?"
He’d slept for three days.
His body could regenerate most wounds, even lost limbs, within seconds after he implanted the blue jewel inside his chest.
Of course, since then, he had never once lost consciousness or faced a life-or-death situation.
He might be the last of the single digits, but No. 9 was top-class regarding his strength and regenerative power.
"Am I still not fully healed…?"
Despite absorbing so many jewels, the hole in his chest still hadn’t finished regenerating.
Perhaps something was interfering, causing his regeneration to be too slow.
"How am I alive?”
He couldn't help but wonder.
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