Rest of Life in Corpse Field

"Bang" I punched the mirror hard. The mirror shattered and fell into countless small pieces. There were also several cuts on my fist, and a few drops of blood flowed out. Tick, tick! An unimaginable phenomenon happened before my eyes. The scratched wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, there was no trace of scratch on the back of my hand. I couldn't believe it and touched it with my hand. It was so smooth. Damn it, it was amazing!