The Little Mermaid Fell for the Jiaoren 79

Chapter 79: Song

Si Jisheng patiently registered a star network account for Deng Xi on his comm. The identity verification part was done with the identity card he had previously prepared for Deng Xi.

He did not arbitrarily stamp it with “Imperial Citizen,” but rather a proof of temporary residence in the Empire for an interstellar citizen.

He was very clear about the little merman’s feelings for the planet that had raised him, and the unbreakable bond he had with the ocean.

Si Jisheng connected the comm and Deng Xi’s conch shell earring, and downloaded all the recordings that were still saved, but they were all very short.

Deng Xi held the conch shell earring necklace he had made, and watched the little mute’s operation with a clueless expression. “Did the little conch shell record this?”

Si Jisheng nodded.

Deng Xi listened to them one by one.

Every audio was very short. The conch shell earring would automatically record when the tip was touched. After Deng Xi had put it around his neck, he would often touch it by mistake. He listened to them one by one, and heard almost nothing. Occasionally, there would be a few sounds of him talking to others.

Deng Xi couldn’t help but blush. “Has Little Mute heard them all?”

Si Jisheng had heard every single one.

He had promised Deng Xi that he would listen to his recorded songs every day.

Seeing that the little mute did not respond, Deng Xi knew that he had heard them all. He had listened to dozens of them in a row. The last recording finally had a song, which was the song he had sung for the little raccoon that day.

It was also the last song Deng Xi had sung in these few days.

Deng Xi felt that it was a pity. “Are all the songs I sang before gone?” he asked the little mute.

But Si Jisheng said in a low voice, “I have them.”

Deng Xi’s eyes lit up. “Really?”

He watched as the little mute opened his comm and played the saved audio for him, bit by bit, from the first song Deng Xi had sung after he had gotten the conch shell earring, until the last one.

Deng Xi’s eyelids curved.

So a long, long time ago, the little mute had already recorded them all.

Deng Xi thought for a moment, and felt that he should also ask for the little mute’s opinion, because these songs were sung for him to listen to.

If the little mute didn’t like him letting others hear these songs, then he would sing a few new ones.

“Is Little Mute also willing?”

His translucent blue eyes looked over with hope.

Si Jisheng paused for a moment, and his voice became very low. “Besides these, will you still sing specifically for me in the future?”

Deng Xi nodded vigorously. “Of course!”

Si Jisheng nodded. “Then release them.”

If the little merman would be happy because more people liked him, then Si Jisheng would unconditionally support Deng Xi. But he hoped that the person who would accompany Deng Xi to see a vaster world would always be him.

Si Jisheng sent all the saved audio to Deng Xi’s comm and slowly taught him how to record audio with his comm, and then how to post the audio on the star network.

Deng Xi tentatively operated it himself. The first one he prepared to post was the audio of him coaxing the little raccoon.

After the star network was refreshed, sure enough, he saw an audio on his homepage. Deng Xi said in pleasant surprise, “It’s a success!”

He was so amazing!

The little mute who had taught him was also very amazing!

Si Jisheng said encouragingly, “Very good.”

Deng Xi waited for a while, then refreshed again. He looked at the comments and bullet comments with longing eyes, and blinked in confusion. “Why is no one listening?”

Because it was a new account, there were no followers and no fans. The posted audio didn’t even have any hashtags.

Of course no one was listening.

Si Jisheng explained, “It needs a little time to react. We’ll look at it again at night.”

Deng Xi nodded, half-understanding.

Soon, Deng Xi had thrown this to the back of his mind. Listening to Teacher Xiaomei’s class, he couldn’t help but start to doze off again. The little mute had told him to go and sleep on the other side, but he was unwilling.

Deng Xi didn’t want to disturb the little mute’s work. He hugged and hugged, and couldn’t help but change his position, straddling the little mute’s body, his knees kneeling on the wide chair, and he lay on the man’s shoulder and neck, looking at his comm, listening to the lecture in a daze, his head nodding.

Si Jisheng: “I’ll disturb you.”

Deng Xi shook his head. “You won’t.”

He would definitely not fall asleep!

When the adjutant came in to report, he was instantly stunned by this scene, shocked that the Marshal, who had always kept his distance from others, would actually have to hold someone while working.

He let out a low cough. “Marshal, the matter you instructed has been taken care of. The military’s most advanced medical team has been assigned to the treatment center to research with Dr. Li.”

“They have already made preliminary progress and have discovered that the merman’s song and the original gene-suppressing drug, after soothing the human body, the hormones that are lowered are not the same.”

“If the research direction is correct, on the basis of the previous generation of gene-suppressing drugs, at the latest, half a year, at the earliest, seven days, the research will have results.”

At the end, the adjutant’s speech was a little excited. The military had been waiting for too long. If it weren’t for the appearance of the merman, the high-level officials had been proposing to use the backup plan.

To draft and implement a stricter alien convention, to put a comm on every alien that symbolized handcuffs and could monitor the fluctuation of their mental sea at all times, and the military would still be responsible for providing free gene-suppressing drugs.

Not only was it unacceptable for the Marshal, who was already being monitored, but the military also couldn’t bear the high cost of the drugs alone.

That was just the worst-case scenario.

The best-case scenario, a sharp glint flashed in the adjutant’s eyes, and then it turned into a deep gloom. The time they had been waiting for had not yet come, but it was coming soon.

Si Jisheng nodded slightly. “After the newly developed gene-suppressing drug has been tested on the bionic robots, send it directly to me.”

The adjutant did not agree. “Marshal, how can you test the drug yourself?!”

If the newly researched gene-suppressing drug was effective on such a powerful species as the Jiaoren, then the effect would be beyond doubt.

Si Jisheng made a gesture, signaling the adjutant to continue his report. If there was nothing else, he could leave.

The adjutant resignedly said, “Marshal, it’s good that you have your own decision. The Duke of the Gran clan has expressed his hope to meet with you.”

Si Jisheng’s voice grew cold. “It’s too late.”

After the adjutant had made it clear, he turned and left.

Not long after, Si Jisheng’s comm began to flash. The lit-up blue screen showed the interface of a communication request, and on it were clearly displayed the words “Duke of the Gran clan.”

Deng Xi watched as the little mute finished this and then got busy with that. He obediently lay on Si Jisheng’s shoulder without causing any trouble. When he saw that the little mute was about to answer the communication, he thoughtfully turned down the volume of Teacher Xiaomei’s lecture a little.

The moment the communication was connected, a shrewd male voice sounded, “Marshal, Gran was a little insensible two days ago. I wonder if we can discuss it again?”

Si Jisheng’s words had no room for negotiation. “He, because of his personal emotions, single-handedly suppressed the military’s documents. He is no longer suitable to stay in the council.”

The Duke of the Gran clan sighed in regret, but did not say much more. After discovering that the communication had not been hung up by the other party, he said with understanding, “The Marshal should know that I came to find you today not just for Gran’s matter, right?”

Si Jisheng did not make a sound.

The Duke of the Gran clan’s eyes shifted a few times. “The Gran royal family can provide a convenience for the military for a period of time in the future. But after the new generation of gene-suppressing drugs is developed, I would like to invest in my personal name.”

Si Jisheng asked in return, “Are you sure? Its initial costs have always been at a loss.”

The Duke of the Gran clan smiled. “Marshal, you are too modest.”

If the drug could really be developed, the convention would not be able to stop it no matter what. This was a patented project that would face the entire galaxy in the future and belonged solely to the Imperial military.

The royal family had always been self-sufficient. Regarding the dispute between the Council of Elders and the military, the Duke of the Gran clan only watched from the sidelines and took sides according to the situation. As for what the other royal dukes thought, it was not his business.

The Duke of the Gran clan continued, “I hope that the Marshal can, in the future, on account of our cooperative relationship, show mercy to the Gran clan.”

Si Jisheng was silent for a moment.

While the Duke was waiting, cold sweat breaking out, he finally said in a low voice, “Happy cooperation.”

The communication was cut off the next moment.

The room returned to its quiet state. Deng Xi boredly propped himself up and let out a small yawn. “Can I turn up the volume?”

Because the sound had to be turned down, he was even more sleepy.

Si Jisheng “hmm”-ed.

In the end, Deng Xi, who had just woken up not long ago, fell asleep on the little mute’s body again. At night, he was carried home by Si Jisheng.

And that night.

The Marshal’s officially certified personal account instantly topped the star network’s headlines. The popularity exploded, and the comments instantly exceeded a hundred million.

Only a few short lines were posted.

—After the《Alien Convention》is officially effective, every alien can receive a gene-suppressing drug through the military’s treatment center, one dose a month.

The style was very characteristic of his personal formulaic style, and his personal account was also run like an official account.

“Does the Marshal even remember the password to this account? It hasn’t been used since it was registered.”

“When will the convention be effective? Will the gene-suppressing agent we receive be an improved version combined with the song?”

“What are the specific contents of the convention?”

“I’m different from you guys. You’re all paying attention to this message. Am I the only one who noticed that the Marshal’s follower count has +1?”

“Super? I went to take a look. It’s an account that was just registered not long ago. The name is all garbled.”

“I think I know who that person is. Look at the new audio it just posted.”

“Ahhhhhhh it’s Xixi’s song!!!”

“It’s the full version of that video!”

The newly registered garbled ID new account had instantly gained over a hundred million followers in just a few hours, and it was still increasing at a terrifying rate.

When Deng Xi woke up again and opened his comm, he was dizzy from the overwhelming vibrations. He looked around in a flurry. He had been placed in a large shell by the little mute. The cool temperature of the seawater and the damp water vapor had made Deng Xi sleep very soundly for a long time.

The fish tail that had transformed in his dream swayed and helped Deng Xi swim out of the shell and towards the shore. He did not wait for long. Soon, the little mute came over.

Through the distant sea, and through the transparent glass cover, the surface of the pool, which was illuminated by the lights, could be clearly seen.

Under the soft light, the golden-haired merman who had emerged from the water had a face that was exactly the same as the one displayed on the comm, as perfectly beautiful as in the video, proving that there was no beautification.

The closer he swam, the clearer he could see.

Slowly, the two blurry shadows in the glass cover gradually became larger and clearer.

The little merman was leaning against the shore.

The man half-squatted down and, with his head lowered, helped the golden-haired merman operate the constantly vibrating comm.

The next second, the golden-haired merman was gently carried out of the pool and onto the shore, and then he walked inside. The further inside was tightly covered by a white architectural coating.

At least from his direction, nothing could be seen.