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Kenta Shibasaki was your average, hopelessly dumb high schooler — until he died in the world’s stupidest accident.

Reborn in the desolate wasteland of Hueco Mundo as a hollow, his future looked grim… until a bizarre system appeared. This strange power grants him Evolution Points (EP) for doing the most ridiculous, idiotic things imaginable. From talking to rocks to challenging cacti to duels, Kenta’s absurd antics somehow make him stronger.

Armed with nothing but sheer stupidity and an unbreakable will, Kenta sets his sights on the impossible: to evolve into a Vasto Lorde and survive this brutal world of monsters and madness.

In a land where only the strong survive, one boneheaded fool might just rise to the top.

I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot

The little Hollow scurried along the sands, completely unaware of my massive presence looming behind it. I wasn't planning to eat it. No, eating was for the other guys. I had a system. A mission.

Do stupid things, earn EP, survive long enough to evolve.

And today's brilliant, definitely not questionable idea was simple:

Yes — a six-story-tall Gillian leaping through the air.

I took a few steps back, my heavy, lumbering frame causing tremors with every movement. The smaller Hollow felt the vibrations and froze, its tiny mask turning toward me in horror.

I charged forward, clumsy and loud, each step making a dull, thunderous thud. Then, at what I assumed was the perfect moment, I pushed off the ground with my tree trunk-like legs.

For a glorious, fleeting second, I was airborne — an enormous, lanky Gillian flying over the sands of Hueco Mundo like some deranged sand crane.

The little Hollow squealed and bolted, kicking up a trail of dust as my massive shadow overtook it.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Performed 'Flying Gillian Technique' — +480 EP]

Current EP: 17,630 / 1,000,000

I came crashing down with the force of a collapsing building. The sand beneath me erupted in a mushroom cloud of dust and debris, obscuring the entire area. I lay there for a moment, sprawled out awkwardly on my side, limbs half-buried in the sand.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Performed 'Self-Destructive Landing' — +510 EP]

Current EP: 18,140 / 1,000,000

I grinned under my long, hollow mask. This was genius.

As the dust settled, I noticed something strange off in the distance. A group of five silhouettes was standing there, watching me.

I squinted — as much as a Gillian could squint.

Same as before, they didn't say a word, just observing my idiocy with unreadable expressions. I could feel their reiatsu even from here. They were strong. Way beyond me. But… they still didn't attack.

One of them, their leader — the tall one with sharp eyes — leaned slightly toward the others, probably whispering something.

(Translation: "You guys here for the show?")

If the last stunt worked, maybe I could impress them even more. Or at least confuse them into leaving me alone.

Time for 'Twirling Gillian Tornado.'

I slowly rose to my feet, stretched out my long arms like wings, and started spinning in place. It was awkward, clumsy, and absolutely idiotic. My massive form spun like a top, creating a swirling vortex of sand around me.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: Performed 'Twirling Gillian Tornado' — +600 EP]

Current EP: 18,740 / 1,000,000

From the corner of my vision, I swore I saw one of the Adjuchas slap a hand over his mask in disbelief.

Mission accomplished.

I staggered to a stop, nearly falling over, my vision swaying as if the entire desert was still spinning. The group of five turned, walking away into the dark horizon, leaving me to my idiotic, glorious solitude.

I plopped down into the sand, exhausted.

"Hueco Mundo's idiot strikes again," I muttered to myself, chuckling.

I glanced up at the ever-night sky. Only moon.

Tomorrow would be another day for dumb ideas and chasing EP.

Chapter 23: The Flying Gillian Technique