Translator: ThatLazyPotato
Translation Checker: Rin
Editor: Dragonfae
The fishy and salty water dripped down from Black Panther’s hair. Bai Chunian leaned over and sniffed. “The water here is mixed with chemicals. Is the leakage outside serious?
Black Panther, who didn’t speak much, pushed Bai Chunian’s face away from him. “It has already infiltrated the surrounding sea area with a radius of hundreds of meters.”
Rimbaud’s dazed pupils moved, but he didn’t say anything.
“You were afraid we’d die here, so you came here to save us; lest no one will target the Institute and no one will contend with the Puppet Master in the future, right? I’m so touched.” Bai Chunian shook his head, shaking the water off his hair. The water splashed onto Black Panther causing him to frown and move away.
“Satan is inside.” Bai Chunian pushed his messy bangs back and raised his head to gesture at the ceiling. “He’s in the bathroom upstairs and won’t come out for a while. Are you going to see your old friend? I heard you guys had a bad relationship, that you lost against the omega before. You’re not all that great, Baobao.”
Black Panther’s vertical pupil slowly moved toward Bai Chunian. “Didn’t you also lose?”
“Yeah, I admitted defeat, I’m no good.” Bai Chunian squatted next to Rimbaud’s tail, wiped the contaminated seawater off his scales, then squeezed the water out of his blonde hair. He took off the blue rubber band on his wrist that he wears every day and helped him tie up his shoulder hair. “You don’t have to think it’s humiliating. Now in this world, omegas are stronger. What can alphas even do? They can’t differentiate as fast as omegas, it’s not easy for them to level up, they have a low probability of mimicry, can’t fight, and also can’t give birth. They can only do things like take care of their wife, pamper them, and get some pocket money.”
“Rimbaud, you go out first to get help.” Bai Chunian pointed him in the direction of the hatch.
Black Panther calmly took a deep breath, wanting to say something but held back.
He jumped lightly, grabbed the vent with both hands, and climbed up into the passage.
It was also leaking above, broken agents spilling out of the damaged freezer. Black Panther went to the locked bathroom, his feet treading on a shallow layer of water and making a soft pattering sound.
When he got to the door, there was a passcode lock on it. Black Panther kept his eyes fixed and lightly rested his hand on the passcode lock. A line of garbled characters suddenly appeared on the electronic screen of the lock, the lock made a beeping sound and lit green, indicating that it had opened.
Black Panther went in, and after entering, the door behind him slowly closed.
Satan was standing in the middle of the bathroom. A golden pocket watch hung from pale fingertips, a cloak covered his face, and two horns were coiled on his head.
“You’ve come.” Satan’s voice was somewhat feeble.
“Why didn’t you run?” Black Panther asked. “With your ability, you shouldn’t have fallen to this point.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
“I can’t swim.”
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“How merciful.” A faint laugh came from under the cloak.
Black Panther had nothing else to say to him, turning around to go back where he came from.
The moment he turned around, there was a slight coolness on his back. Satan raised a piece of glass with the infection agent on it and stabbed it at Black Panther’s nape.
Black Panther stopped in his tracks and closed his eyes.
Satan’s hand suddenly stopped in mid-air and retracted involuntarily. His hands seemed to be held together by an invisible force, and a heavy pressure forced him on his knees.
Devil Envoy’s J1 differentiation ability, Fallen and Converted: Silence-type ability, ban movements. The target can only maintain the worshiping position and cannot move.
But this did not prevent the golden pocket watch on Satan’s fingertips from swaying left and right as the hands moved backward.
In an instant, Black Panther had already gone behind Satan. With his index finger against his lips, he softly said, “Banned, Future Deduction.”
The hands stopped moving on the dial. Satan’s hood fell from his head, revealing a frightened, pale, weeping face.
Devil Envoy’s A3 differentiation ability, The Devil’s Whisper: Silence-type ability, bans the use of an ability. One of the differentiation abilities of a chosen target is banned. The target can be changed, and the banned ability can also be changed.
“Enough. Farewell.”
Black Panther opened the door and left. Satan reached out to grab the hem of his clothes, but was blocked by the ice-cold door. He clenched his fists and pounded against the floor, one punch by another, roaring and laughing. “You’re truly merciful! I’m going to kill you… come back…”
After his ability was banned, the effect couldn’t be shown, but the corresponding glandular energy had been consumed. Finally, Satan’s power was exhausted and he passed out, falling behind the door.
When Black Panther came out, Bai Chunian was leaning against the door listening to the movement inside. As soon as he came out, Bai Chunian went inside. Satan fell quietly to the ground with a peaceful face. Looking at him now, he wasn’t all that bad-looking.
“Since he’s passed out anyway, just take him with you.” Bai Chunian pulled his face, “He’s good looking to boot.”
Bai Chunian pulled Satan up by the forearm and dragged him to Black Panther. “You hold him. It sounded like the two of you had something going on. Back then in the observation box, did you purposely lose to him?”
“He wanted to live so much, it’s fine to just let him win.”
“Did the researcher notice that you lost on purpose, so they chose you in the end?”
“Probably.”
“He said you were injected with the mimicry agent, did you know that?”
“It was black.”
“What’s the effect?”
“Before, my lower half was a black panther.”
“Oh…eh?” Bai Chunian expression froze immediately. The frivolous smile in his eyes disappeared, and he stared coldly at Black Panther.
“Correct, it’s what you’re thinking.” Black Panther took Satan from him and carried him on his shoulder. “After Rimbaud beat you in that fight, he was injected with the mimicry agent. I saw him grow a pair of legs before. However, his body’s metabolic function seems to be very strong, and that form faded after only maintaining it for a while. But that was enough to hold him back, because he couldn’t walk on his feet.”
Bai Chunian grabbed Black Panther and clutched him hard, his eyes were bloodshot and tense. “What did they do to Rimbaud?”
“Go ask him.”
“He said he left something in the institute.”
“Should be a pearl specimen about the size of a fist. The researchers tried to insert it back into Rimbaud, but he resisted, went berserk, and killed several researchers. I heard that the PBB captured Demonic Voice Cicada; his and Rimbaud’s observation box were close to each other, so he should know.”
“What pearl specimen?” Bai Chunian distraughtly supported himself on the ice-cold wall and his overthinking caused his eyes to lose focus. A madness spilled out from within him. The collar around his neck suddenly tightened, causing him to kneel on the ground gasping for breath. Instinctively, his fingers desperately reached into the collar so he could breathe. Only then did the restlessness from within get suppressed.
When Bai Chunian had almost lost control, Black Panther’s arm was covered with a layer of glass. And it was because of Black Panther’s protection that the unconscious Satan on his shoulder wasn’t compressed into a marble.
“You’ve already reached this level, will the next step be destruction or freedom? Whichever it is, it is enviable.” Black Panther leaned slightly, put his index finger to his lips and gave him a helping hand. “Banned, Annihilate.”
The vitreous substance on Black Panther quietly disappeared. Bai Chunian’s bloodshot blue eyes also returned to normal.
There was the sound of knocking outside the submarine; it seemed like Rimbaud had brought the search and rescue team over. In addition, there was the scent of another high-level A3 omega nearby.
“A hamster has been following me.” Black Panther said.
“Ah, that’s my commander.” Bai Chunian sat on the ground, staring at the ground lost in thought. “Leave Satan here, you can’t take him with you anymore.”
The smell of the hamster was getting closer. Black Panther didn’t stay long, he put Satan on the ground, and left without a sound.
Bai Chunian lifted Satan by the arm and put on a relaxed expression. He raised a middle finger at the camera in the bathroom and left a message for the research institute, to whom he didn’t know whether they were still observing the submarine or not,”You guys are done for.”
Then he dragged Satan toward the smell.
The hatch, which was severely deformed by the impact, was sawed open, and a large amount of seawater poured in. Rimbaud poked his head in through the gap, and extended a hand toward Bai Chunian.
Bai Chunian tightly held it, and Rimbaud pulled him out. The medics and other members of the Secret Service, wearing full-body protective diving suits, went through a passage made by Rimbaud’s purification and entered the submarine under Cang Xiao’er’s leadership to conduct a comprehensive investigation.
After going ashore, the sky was bright. Many Alliance officers assigned to maintain order gathered on the shore. Sirens sounded, and many reporters surrounding the area were watching and interviewing.
Bi Lanxing simply dealt with a few waves of media and found an opportunity to escape. He took out a bath towel from the emergency tent and put it on Bai Chunian so he could dry himself off. Although the weather was getting warmer, the morning wind was still cool.
Bai Chunian wiped the water off his body and hair. “How’s Xiao Xun?”
“At dawn, Dr. Zhong came to pick him up in person by car. He had already been saved when he left. The doctor said that his life was out of danger. Moreover, Dr. Zhong’s ability is to detoxify all kinds of poisons, so I think… he’ll be fine.”
Bai Chunian heaved a sigh of relief and threw the wet towel back to Bi Lanxing. “You did well this time, very reliable.”
Bi Lanxing’s tightened eyebrows finally relaxed a bit.
Bai Chunian looked at Rimbaud sitting on the shore and boredly stirring the waters in the distance, feeling very upset.
What exactly happened during those three years they were apart was definitely not as simple as Rimbaud had downplayed. However, no matter how he asked, Rimbaud refused to speak of it at all.
Perhaps because of his status, Rimbaud doesn’t like to show weakness to others, and he didn’t think it was worth dwelling on the past. Bai Chunian could fully imagine what a cold and unrestrained omega he was before meeting him.
In any case, there was definitely something Bai Chunian wanted to ask no matter what. He walked over, squatted next to Rimbaud, and quietly looked at him.
Unexpectedly, he saw Rimbaud kneeling by the water, holding up a handful of seawater, in which was a small fry whose belly had turned white and died.
The light blue seawater became clear in Rimbaud’s hands, and the fry started moving. Rimbaud placed the purified water back into the sea, but the fry was once again swallowed by the chemical-soaked seawater and its belly turned white and was swept away by the waves.
It was unknown how many times Rimbaud repeated this action. He finally got annoyed, grabbed a handful of sand, and threw it in the water.
“Faak (Fuck).”
Bai Chunian swallowed back the words he was going to say, grabbed Rimbaud’s hand, and took him into his arms. He released soothing pheromones and lightly patted his back. He rested his hands on the sand, leaned close to Rimbaud, and comforted him with his own lips pressed against his lips. “Don’t worry, we’ll definitely help clean it up for you.”
“Help me?” Rimbaud chuckled. His tense body relaxed in Bai Chunian’s embrace. “I sometimes feel powerless. It’s like I’m living with a bunch of kids who can’t tell good from bad. They would scribble on the walls with crayon, use a screwdriver to pry at the TV, and take out the stuffing from the sofa, then sit on the ground with a dirty face and wait for me to help clean their mess.”
“I really don’t understand—what are they doing?” Rimbaud grabbed Bai Chunian’s wrist, dragged him away from the coast, and swept back his hair. “I’m just gonna leave it, I don’t care anymore.”
Judging by Bai Chuinain’s reaction, whatever a “pearl specimen” is, it must be meaningful to both Xiao Bai AND Rimbaud. If Rimbaud deems something important, it has to be extremely important.
The only thing I can think of that would be that important to both of them like that: would be a child. Bai Chunian started to break down over it; the last time he did that was when he was forced to relive his worst childhood moments. What could conceivably cause a reaction equivalent to living out your worst trauma? The possibility that the person you love most in the world had your child forcibly taken from him, all while being able to follow after you because he couldn’t even walk.
Also, if the ‘important thing’ Rimbaud left behind was a child, it could make sense for him to be reluctant to tell Bai Chunian because he doesn’t know how his Randi would react.
This is all just a theory, but it makes sense to me… Considering the whole “breeding box” thing, it’d make sense for it to… ya know… work?
Remember just before BC go to jail, he had intimate moment with Rimbaud and told him he wanted a little fish with him. In jail he even made baby’s clothes.
So if both of them has a child together, Rimbaud would gave told him right away and they would go to destroy the 109 Institute and take back their childs. But Rimbaud seem to be less talkative about the “thing left” so I think maybe Rimbaud was forced breeding with others (like Medusa for example) and now he fears that maybe Bai Chunian might reject the child.
Or maybe there are more eggs in the “pearl” and one of them is Bai Chunian’s Child but not the others and Rimbaud doesn’t know how to deal with that…
If I remember correctly it was stressed in earlier chapters that Rimbaud had never slept with anyone other than Bai Chunian, so I don’t think it’s someone else’s child. And if it is, it definitely wasn’t something done voluntarily on Rimbaud’s part.
Another reason Rimbaud might not have mentioned it to Bai Chunian could be that he was ashamed? Rimbaud is very prideful because of his status; it was noted that merfolk don’t tend to raise children individually. So it makes sense if Rimbaud isn’t naturally inclined to care about his child. However, if he found out that Bai Chunian wanted a child and a family, he may be nervous to mention it to him.
It’s possible that in his mind, he thinks that Bai Chunian may hate him for not being strong enough to protect their child. He might even wanna just have a whole new child rather than risk Bai Chunian hating him for ‘abandoning’ the other…
That feels very ‘Rimbaud’ in my mind ¯_(:/)_/¯
Maybe it’s not a child but an egg. Does that make sense? Like technically not a child but you know smth that makes a child. Bcz if Rimbaud has a child I’m pretty sure he’ll do anything to get them back. But if it’s an egg you could wait!
I don’t know what I’m saying anymore…
That makes sense! I was sorta thinking of it as an egg, but referring to it as a child, because I imagine that it would have hatched by now? And considering how fast experimental subjects grow, if the egg did hatch, the kid could be anywhere from 10 to 18 already lol. Bai Chunian has only been alive for 4 years himself!
Feels weird that BCN has been alive for only 4 years… But can’t talk about the egg thing anymore as it can be a spoiler…
Thanks for the chapter 🙏
Wow someone is furious 😠
Thank You for the new chapter (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡