Translator: Bamboo & Kii
Editor: DragonFae
Soon the Red Fox City Police Station sent people to take Jin Xi’s parents away. Bai Chunian ordered them to immediately control the student who was responsible for the falling incident as well as the victim and their family. Judging from when the incident occured, the parents of the student responsible forcibly taking Jin Xi away happened first, while Jin Xi fighting with his parents and running away from home happened after. If using his own body to save his parents’ patients was only the source of his resentment, then the matter of being forced to bring the dead student back to life was the trigger for Jin Xi’s complete explosion.
Eternal Undead was causing havoc in different places, but the actual person had yet to appear. If he had to guess a place where he would most likely go, then his first choice would be the home of the student who caused the accident.
However, this student’s parents were indeed capable. Even the investigation team didn’t immediately look into the student’s current school. The family hid their child very well, fearing that the incident back then would be dug up again and be exposed.
Bai Chunian sat in the car, feeling in his pants pockets to see if he had a cigarette. He also looked through his other pockets but came up with nothing, so he sullenly leaned back on his seat.
Han Xingqian was driving, and glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “If your brief pain could be used to exchange for a lot of people’s lives, would you be willing to?”
Bai Chunian finally found a piece of candy in the crevice of the passenger seat, unwrapped it and popped it in his mouth. He boredly looked at the evening scenery outside the window passing by him, and said after thinking for a long time, “Money must be included.”
Han Xingqian lightly chuckled.
“This is different—you’re asking me if I’m willing, and I can be willing. If you don’t ask me, push me into the car and force me to go, then I’m unwilling. I can go or not go, I’m just stubborn like that.” Bai Chunian rubbed his temples. “It won’t be easy now. A person born crazy is easy to fool, but a person driven crazy is hard to deal with.”
Bai Chunian’s phone rang. It was an emergency message sent by a staff member from the Technology Department. It said that a large number of summoned undead had appeared in the Greenfly Sea and the far offshore areas. He scrolled back and also received a not-so-urgent message three hours ago, saying that some summoned undead had appeared in the Greenfly Sea.
“Let’s go back first.” Bai Chunian said.
He went back and read his unread messages, and sure enough, there was one from Rimbaud among them. It was sent three hours ago. At the time, he was busy collecting information about Jin Xi from different people so he didn’t notice it.
Rimbaud’s voice message was very short, only two seconds. “Kimo ane hilapo jeo? (You need me?)”
It was just this one line, there was nothing else.
Bai Chunian had a strong ability to integrate information. He immediately thought that this should be a simple and unadorned question sent to him by Rimbaud when he first learned that the sea area had been damaged. He did not state his plight, nor had Xiao Bai make a choice. It was just a yes or no answer.
Bai Chunian was lost in thought. Han Xingqian turned his head while waiting at the red light. He lightly touched Bai Chunian’s head with his horn, then joked with his hands holding the steering wheel, “If Xun Xun was here, he would’ve been able to measure the percentages of your current emotions. Admiration takes up at least 80%.”
It was rare for Bai Chunian to not make any excuses. He looked at the crowded traffic ahead and reflected. “Rimbaud is really strong, both physically and mentally. He has never asked me to do anything for him.”
Han Xingqian said easily, “In front of god, all living beings are ants. His identity is destined to have such a strong character, so you don’t have to be sad about it. He saves his clansmen and you, he won’t abandon either one.”
“Let’s go back first.” Bai Chunian’s right eye kept twitching, and he rubbed his safety belt with unease.
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The Greenfly Sea was closed urgently, and coastal residents protested wildly. The sea had just been closed due to a leak from the submarine laboratory. The fishermen had been idle for several months with no income, and they couldn’t survive except relying on the subsidies issued by the IOA. The sea area had opened up not long ago, and now it had to be closed again. The coastal residents took to the streets to protest.
Moreover, the fishing boat that went out to sea today has not returned yet, and the family members who saw the news on TV were so anxious that they almost blew up the hotline.
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He unfolded his translucent fin ears and listened to the sounds that came and went in the vast ocean. In Rimbaud’s ears, the sea was not silent. Fish and seaweed were whispering, tail fins were shaking in the water, the sound of water eddies in the canyons of the sea was intertwined with the long calls of whales and dolphins.
But this time, the peaceful ocean was mixed with screams and roars from all directions, and a distant marine reptile roar caused a slight vibration in the water. Rimbaud felt the vibration, turned around and swam towards the source of the earthquake.
The merfolks were moving extremely fast in the waters, and soon reached the center of it.
The seawater here became extremely turbid and dark, while the sand on the seabed was stirred up more than ten meters, making it impossible to see. A rich smell of blood filled Rimbaud’s nose.
Suddenly, a black figure fell in front of his eyes. Rimbaud moved back two meters and clearly saw that it was half a mermaid tail. The flesh and blood of the cross-section torn off by sharp teeth were washed clean and white by the sea water. Blood mist was still emitting from the area close to the fish bones.
Rimbaud froze. He lowered his head in the direction where the half-tail fragment fell.
The white sand at the bottom of the sea had been taken over by mutilated corpses—hundreds of merfolks had fallen here. Their severed tails and limbs were densely spread out on the seabed. The ocean was surging, bringing with it blood flowing from the bones and flesh. At this time, the bottom of the sea was like Hell’s frying pan; frying the piled limbs, emitting hot, crimson and winding smoke.
Rimbaud indifferently glanced at it all. His fish’s tail turned from blue to red, the angry color became darker and darker, and the blue ocean was suddenly illuminated by a scarlet dark light.
“Siren.”
A faint call came from a pile of broken corals. Rimbaud was startled, and he swam downstream following the direction of the sound. His clean hands rummaged through the corpse bones. His purification speed couldn’t keep up with the speed of the blood flowing.
Finally, he saw a slender pale arm appearing in front of him. Rimbaud took them out from the pile of corpses, only to find that her fish tail and half of her body had been bitten off. The water flowed over the bones, washing away the little remaining pieces of flesh and blood on the bones.
But held tightly in her arms was a baby wrapped in an aquatic plant. The baby was still sound asleep.
She pushed the baby in her arms to Rimbaud, and struggled to point forward with her remaining arm. She weakly said, “Siren, goon byang ye. (King, go in that direction.)”
Rimbaud bent over to carry her, but she just tore off a nice-looking scale from her body, and stuffed it in the baby’s clothes. She swept the current, sending Rimbaud dozens of meters away, then slowly fell into the pile of corpses, undistinguished from the rest.
Rimbaud lowered his head and glanced at the baby in his arms. He held them while swimming forward.
The sea water along the way was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the hostile vibrations and roars were getting closer and closer. Soon, several large ocean-going ships appeared in Rimbaud’s field of vision. Nearly ten gray plesiosaurs, which were several times larger than blue whales, surround the ocean-going ship. They were hitting the bottom of the ship with their heads one after another. The hull was knocked topsy-turvy, the steel was deformed, and some ships’ power cabins were damaged and were unable to move.
He floated to the surface with the baby in his arms and looked at them from a distance.
The largest thing on the sea surface was a ship for humans. The hull was painted with the PBBs logo. It was a rescue ship of the PBB Shark Force. They led the fishermen trapped nearby to the ship, but the plesiosaur experimental subjects were too close to them. Unable to launch the cruise missiles loaded on the ship to get rid of them, the soldiers could only rely on submachine guns and rocket launchers to deal with them.
The plesiosaurs’ skin was strong and thick, and they were huge. The damage caused by ordinary human weapons to them was really limited. Moreover, their ammunition was limited, and they would eventually run out of them if used up for a long time.
Rimbaud rushed out of the water and jumped high, trying to see clearly the casualties on the ship, but what he saw stunned him. Rimbaud fell back into the water headfirst, floating quietly in the water.
He saw that on the deck of the ship, there were not only thousands of rescued fishermen huddled together and shivering in blankets given by PBB, but also dozens of injured merfolks lying on the deck. There were military doctors in white uniforms among them, running around and bandaging the merfolks’ wounds and setting their dislocated bones.
They didn’t understand the language and could only communicate by gestures. The military doctors and nurses made gestures to comfort them while giving the merfolks an anti-inflammatory injection. Many fishermen who still had the strength used the buckets on their boats to hoist seawater out and pour it on the merfolks’ tails that were burned by the sun.
It was the first time for them to see a living merfolks, and they were afraid that this ferocious creature would explode and hurt people, so they moved cautiously and released soothing pheromones.
The military doctor ran to an officer and reported, “Captain Wei, there is not enough medicine. There are now ten people seriously injured and in urgent need of surgery, including four merfolks.”
“I understand. Go and appease the civilians.”
After the military doctor left, Feng Lang walked over to the deck carrying a rifle and thumping heavily with his combat boots on the deck. The blazing sun over the sea made him squint his eyes. “Captain, our positioning has been long since been sent over. When will the rescue come?”
“There are too many monsters and reinforcements may get intercepted in all sea areas.” Wei Lan held a cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head and counted the remaining magazines on the belt, and muttered, “Damn it, all the equipment on the ship has been destroyed by monsters. Our lives depend on whether Lao He and the others can get through tonight. It doesn’t matter if you or I die, but how can we account for the lives of thousands of civilians on board.”
“Wait a minute.” Wei Lan squinted his eyes under the dazzling sunlight and stared at the sea in the distance. “What is that?”
Feng Lang was taken aback, then a moment later held onto the railing and looked down. He saw a blue lightning approaching their boat in the water at a very fast speed. Suddenly, the lightning broke through the water and a blue figure rushed out of the water and flew up in front of them, dragging a water splash and the fishtail drew an arc, flickering with blue light.
Wei Lan saw the merman throw a ball of waterweed and hurriedly ran two steps forward to catch it in his arms. When he pushed aside the waterweed, he saw that it was a merfolk child with a short golden fishtail.
A strong and oppressive smell of Himalayan musk rose filled the air, and Feng Lang reacted first. “It’s him, he’s here!”
This smell of Himalayan musk rose enveloped the entire ship in a short time, descending at them slowly. The merfolks that smelled it were ecstatic and got up one after another regardless of their injuries, whispering the same word in their unique ethereal psychedelic voices, “Siren.”
The fishermen on the boat were startled and retreated to the edge of the deck in fear.
The merfolks rose up restlessly on the deck and the military doctors could not stop them. As if they were summoned by a mysterious force, they crawled frantically outside the deck, climbed up the railing, jumped, and plunged deep into the water.
The sea was quiet for just a few seconds. Then suddenly, small clouds quickly gathered in the sky. The clouds seemed attracted to each other and combined together, quickly covering the blazing sun hanging high in the sky. For a moment, the sky turned black and the world became dark, as the air pressure made one breathless.
Suddenly, their eyes were dazzled by a burst of white light. Six cold blue lightning struck from the clouds and continuous thunder rolled from far to near. A hurricane stirred a whirlpool and slowly struck from a distance.
The gray-white plesiosaurs that besieged the ship were distracted by the approaching pressure. They flapped their huge fan blades, turned their bulky bodies, and roared in the direction of the pressure.
The heavy rain fell without warning, like a basin of water splashed from the sky. The sea surface was stirred up by the falling water and the bubbles turned into tiny blue-light jellyfish, which swam lightly into the bodies of the injured mermaids.
Their broken bodies were repaired by blue light, and their pious eyes were illuminated by blue lightning. The merfolks swam around, staring in the same direction, and calling Siren’s name.
When the hurricane approached, the sea water had risen high into the sky, and the sky-high water column moved on the sea surface as if alive. When it approached the ship, the hurricane suddenly disappeared and a blue shadow rushed out of the 100-meter water column.
Rimbaud looked emotionless, the thin fins on both sides of the fish tail were fully unfolded, as he was gliding in the hurricane. Blue electric light swam in his thin and almost transparent fins. He carried a hydrated steel transparent quadruple rocket launcher on his shoulder, four rounds of transparent bullets were fired one after another, landing on the gray-white plesiosaurs that besieged the ship.
The sea water was blasted into the sky, the ship shook violently, and the soldiers and fishermen on the ship panicked. Faced with such a powerful force, Rimbaud was as scary as the plesiosaurs.
But some crew members were not afraid. Instead, they followed along with the merfolks and shouted to the sky, “Siren! Kill them!”
They were the crew that followed the IOA’s exploration ship out to sea to clean up the leaking submarine. Rimbaud was accompanying them at that time and they all followed suit and kissed the merman’s fingertips.
Finally, a fisherman came to his senses and suddenly said among the trembling people, “Is the blue merman here to save us?”
After hearing this, people all cast fearful and surprised glances at the merman spreading its fins in the air.
Rimbaud didn’t care if anyone looked at him with piety or fear. His expression remained the same, calm and indifferent, with a sure victory in hand, sweeping away all the troubles in the ocean.
Feng Lang and Wei Lan were most familiar with Rimbaud and knew that the fish was here to support them, so they ordered the crew to re-adjust the weapons and prepare to launch the missile.
The plesiosaur group was driven away from the ship by Rimbaud, and the PBBs’ cruise missiles followed closely, locking on the target and tracking into the depths of the sea.
No matter how thick and rough the plesiosaurs are, they couldn’t handle a cruise missile. What’s more, they were summoned by the Eternal Undead and only were left with 70% of their original strength.
The sea water surged and rolled and the black smoke from the disappearance of the Eternal Undead summon scattered in all directions. Only the largest gray-white plesiosaur with patterns on its head was not killed by the missile.
The last missile exploded on its thick leather armor, sending thick smoke billowing out in all directions. It still just roared upwards, unharmed.
The last offended gray-white plesiosaur used all its strength to hit the hull of the ship. With its size and weight, this full force collision was enough to split the ship in the middle.
If Rimbaud’s quadruple rocket launcher was fired at it, it would also affect the ship. His M2 ability, High-Explosive Water Bomb, could knock out the target regardless of their grade. If a ship was hit, the survival rate of the people on board would fall to zero.
At the critical moment, Wei Lan and Feng Lang could only turn around and shout to everyone on the deck, “Everyone get down!”
The most they could do was press the people around them with their hands and hold them down, using their body and differentiation ability to firmly protect them. However, other civilians on the ship were unable to react quickly and execute the orders after hearing the orders. This collision may cause an unprecedented shipwreck.
The dark sky was once again illuminated by blue light. Rimbaud broke through the sea and jumped into the sky. The hydrated steel quad rocket launcher on his shoulder quickly melted into water, merged with the sea water leading up to the sky, and condensed into a handle of a blue water trident in his hand. Rimbaud raised his hand to throw the sharp trident and the sharp edges of the electric light penetrated deeply into the thick leather armor of the gray-white plesiosaur.
Rimbaud stared coldly at the wailing monster, then grasped the long handle again, twisted his wrist, and swung upwards. He smashed the plesiosaur with a halberd, the gray and white fragments of its armour flew all over the sky.
“Slenmei kimo.” (Rest in peace)
The hydrated steel dissipated into the air, melted together with the heavy rain, and merged into the surging ocean.
Rimbaud fell back into the sea and released blue-light jellyfish to drive the injured merfolks to safety.
The heavy rain suddenly stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, the rays of the dusk cast down, and the shaking deck gradually stabilized. The swaying fishermen struggled to get up, scrambling to squeeze to the railing to watch the show.
The fishermen were the most superstitious and had a deeper respect for the sea than ordinary people. They looked around in fear and whispered with astonishment, “The sea god’s blessing.”
Feng Lang lowered his head and waved to the sea. “Rimbaud! Come up and have a rest! Let all your fish come up, and lunch boxes will be distributed later!”
The merfolk stretched their upper bodies out of the water one after another and Rimbaud also stuck his head out of the water, combing a handful of his dripping blond hair.
Rimbaud’s breathing was rapid. His physical strength had been nearly exhausted before he arrived. He had searched almost a hundred kilometers of sea to find this place and then experienced such a battle. Although his face was still cold and calm, he was actually very tired and his chest was heaving up and down.
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