Emperor Ran's body contained 108 black holes.
They were embedded on the girl like jewels, seemingly becoming a part of life itself.
The black holes rotated, carried charge, emitted faint light, and transformed rhythmically, with their event horizons bulging open and closing, pulsating like a heartbeat.
The event horizon extended like fluorescent tendrils on a black background, outlining patterns on the girl's body, covering most of it like a tight-fitting battle armor.
Black hole battle armor! Like a living black hole reproduction armor.
"Impressive, you've pioneered an entirely new black hole system."
"The properties of black holes are no longer just mass, angular momentum, and charge."
"There's also the sonic charge of my virtual matter, and... hmm... what is this ever-changing physical quantity?"
Gao Xin paid no heed to Emperor Ran's rebirth, their cognitive nirvana.
Instead, they were very curious about the magical black holes created by Emperor Ran.
