The Little Mermaid Fell for the Jiaoren 19

Chapter 19: Lost

Completely opposite to the Jiaoren, fragile, without sharp claws or fangs, with only a clumsy hunting method and a voice that could bewitch the mind.

If it was a failed product.

Then everything made sense.

The sea surface was deathly still.

Even through the screen, the adjutant could feel the bone-chilling cold emanating from their Marshal, even though the expression on his face hadn’t changed in the slightest.

The adjutant, who had followed the Marshal for many years, did not dare to break the silence. He waited quietly. After a long time, the adjutant received a message, “I understand.”

The adjutant asked in a low voice, “Then the military’s starship?”

“Depart immediately.”

The communication was unilaterally cut off.

The sun was rising. The darkness and cold on the sea surface were dispelled by the approaching sunlight. The surging waves reflected colorful rainbows in the light, as beautiful as a fairytale world.

Because it was false, it was dreamlike.

When the truth was exposed to the light, the sunlight shining on the body was filled with a chilling cold.

Si Jisheng stared at the two-minute-long communication record in his comm and murmured without a sound, “Failed… product.”

He seemed to have frozen on the surface of the sea, turning into a cold stone statue, a statue erected in the central square of the Imperial Capital Star, draped in a heavy, neat military uniform, wearing cold medals, for people to admire and love.

Over a hundred thousand soldiers were deployed in the war between the Empire and the Federation. As the commander, he had lost his senses at a critical moment. When he came to, the vast starship was empty, and the self-destruct program had been activated at some unknown time.

Besides the system’s cold countdown, there was no other sound. He called out to every battle starship in a deep voice until his throat burned and his voice became hoarse and completely lost. Only then did he have to face the painful fact that he was carrying the weight of over a hundred thousand cold graves.

Self-loathing, self-degradation, he allowed the energy-depleted starship to be destroyed and disintegrate, and was finally swallowed by the endless darkness, falling to an unknown, backward planet, where he met his only kinsman.

Whether it was deliberate or purely accidental.

The Jiaoren race was, in essence, a cruel and cold-blooded species. Treacherous, cunning, without a sincere heart.

Si Jisheng took off the conch shell necklace from his neck, stared at it in his palm for a moment, and confirmed that it was really just an ordinary conch shell. His fingertips loosened slightly.

The conch shell fell into the churning waves and was carried away by them into the vast ocean. Si Jisheng closed his eyes, and it disappeared from his sight, never to be seen again.

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After the silver-tail left the lair, Deng Xi cut the remaining shell meat with a small stone flake. The already small amount of shell meat was unevenly divided into two halves.

One half was larger, the other smaller.

Deng Xi ate the smaller portion himself and left the larger one for the little mute.

The golden-haired, blue-tailed little merman sat at the entrance of the lair, leaning against the reef, teasing the fluorescent jellyfish that were circling around him with his fingertips. The jellyfish’s tentacles wrapped around his slender, fair, and rounded fingertips.

Deng Xi wiggled his finger.

The fluorescent jellyfish was also pulled along and swayed.

Deng Xi moved closer and blew a bubble. The fluorescent jellyfish was trapped in the bubble. The little merman gently poked it with the tip of his nose, and the bubble popped with a “pop.” The fluorescent jellyfish trembled as if startled.

Deng Xi, successful in his prank, curved his eyelids.

While waiting for the little mute to return, Deng Xi played with the fluorescent jellyfish for a long time. He waited and waited, until he was hungry again, but there was still no sign of the silver-tail.

Deng Xi’s little brow furrowed, and he was a little worried.

He was afraid that the little mute had encountered a large creature he couldn’t handle while he was out. Without him, he would be in danger.

Deng Xi was also afraid that he was just overthinking.

He counted the little jellyfish’s tentacles in confusion. “Look, don’t look, look…”

The fluorescent jellyfish was transparent, and its tentacles were numerous, messy, and constantly moving. Deng Xi lost count after a while. He simply poked the jellyfish’s head, pushing the little jellyfish back into the lair, and instructed with a stern little face, “Be good and wait for me to come home!”

With a flick of his deep blue tail fin, Deng Xi swam away from the lair. This sea area was very large, and there were many sea creatures. Since the silver-tail was not injured, Deng Xi couldn’t rely on the scent of blood to find him and could only swim around aimlessly.

“Little Mute?”

The merman’s call spread infinitely through the seawater, but he never received a response. This sea area suddenly became so quiet that it seemed as if only Deng Xi was left.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Deng Xi swam past patch after patch of coral reef, through one reef cluster after another, and searched the entire sea area but couldn’t find the silver-tail.

Deng Xi was sure that the little mute wouldn’t abandon him and run away. Something must have happened, and that’s why the silver-tail had swum off to who knows where.

A merman’s swimming speed was not fast. After searching the entire sea area, a long, long time had passed. Deng Xi was hungry and tired. After searching the seabed, he painstakingly swam to the surface.

The sea breeze blew the waves. Deng Xi, who was completely exhausted, was like a small boat drifting with the current in the vast sea, only able to be carried along by the waves.

Deng Xi rested in the waves for a while, not knowing where he had been taken. He sank from the surface to the seabed. Just as he was about to turn back and swim back to the sea area, his eyes caught a flash of bright silver.

The little merman’s eyes lit up.

Found him!

This was a sandy seabed. Many shells were covered under the gray sand. Besides a few scattered stalks of seaweed, no other seabed scenery could be seen.

The bright silver tail was particularly conspicuous in the desolate landscape. The silver-tail was swimming on the seabed, staring at the gray sand, his tail fin stirring up the sand, as if he were seriously looking for something.

“Little Mute!”

Si Jisheng’s movements paused, and he turned sideways with a cold expression.

Deng Xi swam over happily. He was already used to the silver-tail’s indifference and didn’t mind. He complained, “Where did you go? I’ve been looking for you for a long, long time. Did Little Mute run into danger?”

Deng Xi looked around but didn’t see any large fish. He then asked curiously, “Why did Little Mute swim so far?”

The blue Jiaoren looked up at him with concern, his expression not seeming fake. Si Jisheng’s thin lips were tightly pressed together. He had already given his trust once, presenting his comm to the other party, but the blue Jiaoren had not been honest with him.

How could such a stupid Jiaoren be used? And how was he so deliberately arranged to be by his side?

The conch shell that had fallen into the waves was carried away by them into the distance, finally stopping here, swaying as it fell into the gray sand, covered by it.

Si Jisheng looked over and could only see a patch of darkness.

His empty neck was exposed to the blue Jiaoren’s unknowing gaze. Si Jisheng silently met Deng Xi’s eyes.

Deng Xi blinked and finally noticed that something was wrong. He asked softly, “Did Little Mute accidentally lose the conch shell, so you came here to find it?”

After a long while, Si Jisheng nodded.

It wasn’t an accident.

It was on purpose.

Deng Xi bit his lip and picked at his hands, at a loss. Such a small conch shell, if it fell into the ocean and was carried away by the waves, it would be very, very difficult to find.

Deng Xi didn’t know what to do.

Under Si Jisheng’s probing and scrutinizing gaze.

Deng Xi thought hard for a while. His beautiful blue eyes were without a trace of shadow. He wasn’t angry, nor was he unhappy. Instead, he said with understanding, “Then I’ll give Little Mute a new one.”

“Let’s go back together first, okay?”