Water piece was what Yi Longlong named it. She didn’t know what the material was made of. It was a type of see through plastic that gave off a faint blue glow. It had a texture similar to the jellies and puddings from her previous life, but like plasticine, it could be pinched into all kinds of shapes.
It was as if a small accident happened during the solidification of water to ice, but it did not turn into ice, nor dissolve into the formless water. Instead it was in a form stuck between the two states.
However, this plasticine only appeared deep in the water. Once it was brought out and came into contact with the air, it would quickly harden in front of the naked eye and become a clear icy crystal.
Under normal temperatures, the water pieces could maintain the crystal form for around twenty or so days. Even if it had the appearance of ice, it did not disperse any chilliness. In her hands, it was only slightly cooler than the usual temperatures. As long as it was not warmed in the fire, it would not melt, but after twenty days, the icy crystal would transform into real ice, giving off a great chill, then finally melt into a puddle.
Making use of the water pieces’ mysterious properties, Yi Longlong made many useful tools at the lake bed, such as knives, hammers and awls. When a batch of tools broke, she would dive down to the lake bed and create the next batch.
It was time for another batch to be made today. Yi Longlong behaved like usual, her body floating in the water, her claws kneading a ball of water pieces. While she was concentrating and manipulating it into the desired shape, she suddenly felt a dangerous omen.
There was something… intruding.
Although the distance was quite far, and Yi Longlong was still at the bottom of the lake, her senses were connected to the surroundings, from the lake side all the way to the forests. Here senses were especially stronger when she was at the lake bed.