Engineers entered the power compartment of the ship to maintain the engine damaged by the plesiosaur. After a while, the ship restarted and headed for the nearest aphid pier in order to escort the fishermen ashore.
Rimbaud sat on the railing of the ship of the PBB Shark Force, holding a beer can issued by the crew in his hand, looking at the sea level in the distance, the tail of the fish was hanging long under the hull, Wei Lan also took a can Leaning against the railing, the beer touched the can in Rimbaud's hand with the body of the can: "Thank you, brother, for your help."
Rimbaud turned his head slightly to look at him: "Where is the child I threw to you?"
Wei Lan raised the beer can and pointed to the water refrigerator not far away for cold beer. The little mermaid baby was flopping happily in a pile of beer cans, with its mouth wide open with only one baby tooth.
The injured mermaids were resting on the deck at this time. When the logistics soldiers distributed lunch boxes to the civilians, they also gave them a copy. the sound of eating.
The fishermen survived the catastrophe, holding their lunch boxes in fear, choked up after eating two mouthfuls, wiped their tears with their salty sleeves, the evening light shone on their dark and shiny skin, and the seawater dried up and left behind The salt stained their arms and wellies.
An old man rubbed the tears on his face with both hands, looking at the wreckage of the crushed fishing boat floating in the sea. In addition to being a port city with developed transportation and trade, Aphid City is also rich in special-grade seafood. The annual seafood import and export volume Surprisingly, many hard-to-catch seafood depend on these fishermen to go to the far sea to find. Many people have been engaged in fishing for generations. A well-equipped fishing boat is as expensive an asset as a house for them.
A while ago, the sea was sealed off by aphids, and the IOA allocated a huge sum of money as a subsidy for coastal fishermen, but they could not live on these meager subsidies. Looking up, the days when there was no way out was scary.
Although one life was saved, the fishermen were not happy and looked downcast.
The old man was still worried about the girl getting married this year, and the old couple wanted to marry a good car, and now they didn't know how to explain when they got home, a wet and cold sharp finger touched him lightly.
The old man raised his head and met the bewildered face of the mermaid. The mermaid put her hands on the ground, tilted her head to look at him, pointed to the lunch box in his hand, and gently patted the deck with her emerald tail.
"kimo, jijimuajeo? (do you eat)"
The old man handed him the lunch box in his hand in a daze, and the mermaid swallowed it with the tin foil box in one gulp.
The mermaid hiccupped and asked him: "Kimo, glarbowei? (Why are you sad)"
The old man couldn't understand, and shook his head helplessly.
The mermaid pointed to his eyes: "Kimo, huh huh huh."
The old man was even more confused.
After half an hour of ineffective communication, the old man smiled helplessly and stroked the mermaid's hair: "I'm so stupid, I chatted with animals."
The mermaid finally felt that he understood what he meant, climbed up the railing, yelled back a few times, and plunged into the sea. His companions heard the call and jumped down one after another. The colorful fish tail slapped splashes on the sea surface.
Fifteen minutes later, the green-tailed mermaid popped up first, with a mass of waterweed in its mouth, and climbed up the hull with its sharp claws. It crawled back to the deck wet, and spit out the dirty waterweed in front of the old man.
The old man opened the dirty and slippery water plants with trembling hands, and his eyes widened suddenly, revealing the gold and fine gemstones inside.
The mermaids came up one after another with aquatic plants wrapped in treasures in their mouths, and vomited in front of the military doctor and fishermen who had healed themselves, and everyone was stunned.
Wei Lan also opened her mouth in surprise, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the military doctors not to accept expensive gifts, then turned around and asked Rimbaud, "Is it okay for them to send so many things?"
"It's just garbage picked up from the sunken ship. Take it." Rimbaud didn't care about those things. He casually took the pistol from Wei Lan's waist, removed the silencer, and fired a shot into the sky.
The fishermen hugged their heads and screamed, and the mermaids were also frightened. Rimbaud fired five more shots in a row. The frightened mermaids jumped back into the sea from the deck and fled in all directions.
"Do this when you see mermaids in the future." Rimbaud threw the pistol back to Wei Lan, "They are stupid and can't tell the good from the bad, so don't give them the illusion that humans are easy to get along with, understand."
Wei Lan caught her own gun, pursed her lips and nodded, leaned back to the railing, and took a sip of beer: "Don't worry, if they get into trouble again in the future, just ask our maritime cruise team for help."
After sailing for nearly two hours, the ship vaguely saw the outline of the city. During this period, it encountered a rescue boat team that came to support. The crisis on their side was resolved, and the rescue boat went to search for stranded fishermen in other sea areas.
It was late, and the calm sea reflected the black night sky. Rimbaud was very sleepy, and he wanted to doze off even more when he was blown by the cold sea wind. Feeling exhausted, Rimbaud curled his tail around the railing and took a nap with his head down.
An undercurrent suddenly surged in the calm sea, Rimbaud sensed the strangeness of the sea, and suddenly opened his eyes.
The sea surface under the ship seemed to be frozen, and a layer of smooth mirror was instantly spread like a cold current, which reflected the starlight in the sky.
A pitch-black ghost hand rushed out of the mirror, grabbed the tip of Rimbaud's fish tail and pulled it down. Rimbaud was startled, and flicked the fishtail away from the long and narrow ghost hand.
The ghost hand also quickly retracted like an electric shock.
There was more than one ghost hand, floating and climbing up like wildly growing seaweed, scratching deep grooves on the steel hull of the ship, making a tooth-softening scratching sound.
"Eternal undead." Rimbaud stared at the mirrored sea, looking for the shadow of the undead.
The alarm bell on the ship rang loudly, and the crew resting on the deck suddenly woke up. They quickly put on their equipment, grabbed their rifles and lined up neatly. In the center, medics and logisticians are in the hold to protect the immobile wounded.
Suddenly, a fully armed soldier screamed, and a ghost hand suddenly attacked, grabbed his neckline, and dragged him off the ship. The soldier fell from the highest deck, but did not fall into it. In the water, it smashed heavily on the mirror formed by the sea water, the head exploded, blood splashed on the mirror, the corpse was wrapped and swallowed by countless ghost hands, pulled into the mirror, when the corpse sank, part of the flesh and blood below the mirror Dissipated, leaving only skeletons.
The sea water solidified, the ship's navigation was blocked, and the speed slowed down visible to the naked eye. Rimbaud was unable to draw the water to steel it into a weapon. Wei Lan leaned close to him vigilantly and handed him a scar-l rifle.
"Don't resist, run away." Rimbaud snatched the rifle, and the fishtail swept the soldiers around him to the center of the deck. "He is not something you can contend with."
Wei Lan saw that Rimbaud's face changed, and his cold and indifferent expression became extremely serious, as if he was facing a big enemy. It is conceivable that such a strong omega can talk about an opponent who has changed his face. The degree of horror can be imagined. Their understanding of the experimental subject's eternal undead is still on paper, and no one has ever dealt with such an experimental subject that deteriorated out of control.
Rimbaud looked down into the mirror, the clean mirror reflected his reflection, his cold and handsome face was slowly rotting away, the carrion melted horribly and fell off the bones.
This kind of trick is not enough to make Rimbaud feel any fear.
However, Rimbaud saw through the depths of the mirror that many swimming fish had become skeletons, and the fish approaching this area had become ghost skeletons swimming around in the mirror strangely.
This immediately enraged Rimbaud. He pushed the railing with one hand and flipped off the ship. When he landed, the electromagnetic buzzing was buffered. When he touched the mirror, thousands of ghost hands crawling upward retreated from Rimbaud like ants. open.
Rimbaud raised his fish tail high and slapped it down heavily with dazzling lightning. With a chaotic thunder, the mirror surface exploded, and a crack was split in the solid mirror surface.
The seawater gushes out from the crack, and Rimbaud draws out the seawater to form a hydration steel light machine gun. The deafening sound of gunfire chases the shadow floating in the mirror.
The sea water fell like a torrential rain, and the dense water mist dispersed, and there was a ghost in white cloth in the air. The ghost drew a smiling face and let out a psychedelic shrill laugh.
Rimbaud soaked in the water, looked up at him, and asked softly, "What are you trying to do?"
The undead loomed in the air, swinging back and forth, with a shrill voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Did you give those stupid fish any orders, as soon as I get close to the sea, they will hunt me down desperately."
"It is my order," said Rimbaud.
"Then I can only deal with you first, and then I can hurry."
"If you have the ability, you can try." Although Rimbaud raised his head, he only looked at him with contempt.
The undead burst into laughter suddenly: "I won't fight with you, there will always be someone who can stop you."
He raised one hand, holding a pure white pearl in his hand, then he threw the pearl heavily into the sea, grabbed the white cloth on his body, pulled it, and threw it down along with the pearl.
The pearl was covered by a white cloth, and the moment it fell into the water, the white fish tail stretched out, and a pair of blue eyes shone brightly in the middle of the night.
Under the control of the undead cloak, the pearl appears in the form of a fully mimicked humanoid summoned body, and returns to half of its body in the form of an albino stingray boy after entering the water.
There is also a bright scale symbolizing a siren on the tail of the boy's fish, appearing and disappearing in the darkness.
Rimbaud looked at him and shook his head slightly: "kimonowa (you can't)."
The young man also looked at him dully, froze, his lips parted tremblingly, and he retreated helplessly.
The undead was happy to watch this good show, and suddenly there was a wave of fluctuations in his body. The ripples and tremors hit the pearl boy, and the boy's eyes suddenly lost focus. The hydration steel rocket launcher was formed in his hands, and a transparent bullet was fired at Rimbaud. .
His hydration steel is an M2 ability, and its ability range is higher than Rimbaud's accompanying ability hydration steel. The hydration steel fragments can cause a wide range of damage, and the weapon form can be switched very quickly. After the two rocket launchers are fired, they can be changed instantly. Became transparent Gatling.
Rimbaud couldn't get close to him, so he could only look for opportunities in the gap between shells and bullets. Gatling fired fast and the bullets were dense, and the bullets were all made of hydrated steel. All slowed down.
He dived into the water and saw the child's white and shiny fish tail shimmering, and the siren scales on his body attracted the surrounding aquatic animals to gather and approach, but as long as all the attracted fish got close to the child for a certain distance, the flesh and blood on his body would disappear. It will fall off the skeleton and become a swimming fish bone skeleton.
There were more and more skeleton fish around the young man, and everyone was deceived by the siren's scales, and then died silently in his breath.
The young man turned his head, saw the majestic ship beside him, and then looked at his hand.
After the transformation of the experimental body, the combat chip made him familiar with the core blueprints of armaments and weapons. He took a pool of sea water and sprinkled it into the sky. The sea water was attracted by him, gathered, and rose.
The sea water formed a huge vortex, and the water level dropped for a short time. The ship shook violently, and the soldiers on the deck were staggering. They watched a transparent hydration steel ship rise slowly from the sea in front of them. The power room inside the cabin was clearly visible. It can be seen that the skeleton fish bones absorbed by the seawater into the hydration steel were also cast into the ship, swimming slowly in the transparent steel outer wall of the ship.
The undead sat on the ghost ship and let out a giggle from time to time.
Rimbaud stared blankly at a transparent ship rising from the ground, and densely packed skeletons were cast in it, like a ghost corpse box.
He clutched his left chest, feeling more pain in his heart.
The continuous battles exhausted his energy consumption. He wanted to use his A3 ability, but his glands were already hot and he could no longer overdraw it. At this time, he was facing the undead and a manipulative siren at the same time. Heir, Rimbaud closed his eyes.
There were too many dead fish, and the souls gathered together to form a dead sea core rock, which flowed into the young man's hand and stretched into a black knife.
A baby's cry broke the stalemate in the confrontation, and the golden mermaid baby twisted its fat body and crawled out of the water tank where the beer was stored, babbling and whimpering, crawling towards the pearl boy.
Because the juvenile has siren scales, the mermaid baby will get close to him. The siren is the mother of the sea and protects all life in the water. Aquatic animals have an instinctive dependence on the siren.
Wei Lan had already rushed towards the baby, and jumped, but it was still a step too late. He missed it, and the baby fell directly from the gap in the railing.
Rimbaud turned into a blue lightning in the water, disappeared from his original position, and appeared under the ship in an instant. He jumped up from the water to catch the baby with both hands, and then fell back into the water. The breath of death releases a wave of soothing pheromone to comfort the frightened baby. Only in the seawater centered on Rimbaud, the fish close to it are not bones, but this range is getting smaller and smaller, and Rimbaud only feels a burst. The onset of drowsiness numbs the body.
The baby didn't cry or struggle anymore, his little hands were curled up on his chest, and his short golden fish tail didn't shake any more, it was shockingly obedient.
Rimbaud looked down, but only saw a piece of blood red. A pitch-black knife stabbed the baby's tender body, and blood gushed out.
His heart trembled, and his fingertips pressed against the soft back of the baby's heart, and the tiny beating stopped abruptly.
Rimbaud froze for a long while before he realized that the black knife had pierced him from behind and broke out from his chest.