Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 303 Beautiful Child Chapter 6

I woke up five days later.

Gu Yao looked at the spirit sword and the young man who were leaning against each other, guarding their spirit sword, and smiled silently.

They really have worked hard.

But is that a pearl they're leaning on?

Gu Yao, who hadn't quite caught up in the moment, stared wide-eyed in surprise.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a large pearl.

Looking around at the place, all I could see were swaying water plants.

Gu Yao: ...

Did they bury him in the water plants?

The clam beneath her was so moved it almost cried.

After waiting for so long, I finally woke up.

He could finally run away with his pearls.

Find another deserted place and bury yourself there immediately.

God knows what he was thinking when he saw that the thing he was going to sleep on was a mermaid.

too frightening.

Even in a deep sleep, the overflowing magic kept the fish swimming around from getting close.

He was panicked too.

The merman's ferocity was deeply ingrained in him; he was genuinely afraid that the merman would eat him once it woke up.

But he couldn't escape either.

What could he do? He was desperate too.

Why isn't the mermaid getting off him? The clam shell opened and closed slightly, trying to attract the mermaid's attention.

Gu Yao turned his head to look and saw that the clam shell was twitching and spasming as if it were having a seizure.

???

Small head, big doubts.

Is this thing alright?

He got up and swam out of the clam shell, finally seeing the true appearance of the "bed" in front of him.

It's actually quite dreamy.

He felt like a mermaid from a fairy tale, sleeping in a soft clam shell.

He raised his hand to support his forehead.

After Gu Yao gave it a casual glance, the thrashing clam shell fell silent.

Are they going to eat him up?

Despite her inner turmoil, her face remained obedient and sensible, like a clam shell.

It quietly transforms back into what a "bed" should look like.

The blond boy who had been resting with his eyes closed had already woken up when the seawater around him began to ripple.

Looking up, I saw those beautiful, azure eyes.

It was clear and transparent, even more intense in color than the ocean.

And that face already bore a striking resemblance to the one Xiao Jiu remembered.

For a moment, he couldn't even tell who the person in front of him was.

"grown ups……"

Gu Yao paused, his outstretched hand hesitating, a sense of doubt lingering in his heart, yet he trembled at the mention of the system.

It's as if... that's how it should be.

Gu Yao smiled.

Looking at the boy in front of him, he reached out and helped him up.

Those beautiful, pale golden eyes trembled slightly as they stared intently at Gu Yao, as if they had found their life's faith.

That carries too much weight.

It was so heavy that Gu Yao felt he couldn't bear it.

He looked away and coughed lightly, "Xiao Jiu, how long have I been asleep?"

0529 withdrew its gaze in disappointment, its voice muffled, "Host, it's been five days already."

Has it been five days already?

Gu Yao rubbed his fingertips together, gazing up at the sea.

But layers upon layers of seaweed blocked his view. He raised his hand and gently waved it, and the layers of seaweed parted to make way for him.

Gu Yao swam outwards with a sudden burst of speed, her movements agile and graceful, her beautiful long silver hair swaying in the water, making her look like a goddess descended to earth.

Watching Gu Yao's retreating figure, 0529 lowered his eyes, grabbed Ci Jing, and said loudly, "Host, wait for me."

Hearing that familiar address, Gu Yao did not turn around.

He hadn't forgotten that his stupid system had just subconsciously addressed him as "Sir".

I just don't know what he's hiding from me.

Is it my own identity?

Is it still about "him"?

Gu Yao couldn't understand it, and only felt irritable. He increased the speed of his tail swing and swam sharply towards the surface of the sea.

He was now more concerned with whether the little fisherman was "him".

As for revenge.

There is plenty of time.

Let that traitor panic for a while longer.

If they can't find the person, the one who should be worried isn't him, but the traitor.

With that thought in mind, Gu Yao swam in the direction he remembered.

This route, which he had visited countless times, was the place that Sarsis frequented most in the centuries that followed. Even Gu Yao, who had received his memories, was moved by it.

We'll meet soon.

I'm about to see him.

Mermaids are not a race that is easily swayed by others; in fact, they can be described as emotionally detached.

Even though Salsis was betrayed by his friend, he was more furious.

It's not the anger of being betrayed, it's the anger of being schemed against.

Mermaids are inherently cold-hearted.

His main thought was to tear Bouvier to pieces. Mermaids value strength above all else and are known for their fierce and ruthless nature. If they could be easily killed, it would simply be a natural choice.

The weak are destined to die.

This principle is what has led to our current status as the dominant maritime power.

As they approached the shore, Gu Yao felt a little nervous, unsure of how to face the young fisherman.

Lower-level mermaids naturally need to pay a price to transform into human legs, but Salsis's magic power was already sufficient to allow him to transform into a human.

He cautiously peeked out of the water and immediately spotted the small wooden house standing by the sea.

It was so dilapidated that it seemed about to collapse in the strong sea breeze.

Gu Yao sighed and crouched behind the rocks, observing the current situation.

The little fisherman returned only after the river had swelled and the moon had set.

The silvery moonlight bathed him, and even though he was only dressed in coarse linen clothes, his handsome appearance was still undeniable.

The boy's face was calm as he slowly walked towards his dwelling, carrying his bamboo basket.

Gu Yao frowned, the salty smell of blood carried by the sea breeze filling his nostrils.

The boy's shoulders were hunched and he was dragging his feet, all because he was injured.

The mermaid was so anxious that she wanted to use her magic to heal the boy, but she was afraid of scaring him.

The young fisherman's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to accurately pinpoint the direction from which the gaze was coming from.

Looking towards the reef, all that could be heard was the sound of waves crashing.

Ok?

The boy was a little confused. He had always been very confident in his intuition. Could it be that his intuition was wrong?

Or... does someone else have a better sense than him?

The boy lowered his beautiful blue eyes and continued walking towards the dilapidated wooden house.

Gu Yao hid behind the rocks and patted his pounding heart.

We almost got caught.

The young fisherman was still too wary.

Gu Yao pursed his lips, deciding to play the victim.

"The host is great!"

The system was furious and tried to stop Gu Yao, but it couldn't keep up with Gu Yao's speed at all.

All one could do was watch as the magic within the beautiful mermaid's body surged, tearing open the scabbed wounds bit by bit, staining the seawater crimson with blood.

The seawater, ruffled by the sea breeze, shimmered, but now it was tinged with an eerie pale red.

Gu Yao's eyes, however, shone with an unusual brightness.

That should surely make the little fisherman feel sorry for himself.

In the blink of an eye, he stirred up the seawater, creating a huge commotion.

Then, using the signature pose of a female lead in a TV drama to faint, she lay down on the beach covered in blood.

The system, after watching the entire process, remained silent.

Is the host getting too cocky, or am I just too weak to wield the knife anymore?

With a creak, the sound of the dilapidated wooden door opening was particularly noticeable in the quiet night.

The boy had bandages wrapped around his hands, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and his beautiful blue eyes were full of vigilance. He was also holding a fish-cleaning knife in his hand.

0529 looked up and met those familiar eyes across the void.

My heart skipped a beat.

Even though that person shouldn't be able to see him, he still felt like he made eye contact with Shen Juan.

It's like that long period of time that has passed.

so similar.

It's exactly the same as that dead fox Shen Juan's.

Indeed, it was all Shen Juan's fault.

Looking at Gu Yao lying on the beach, barely breathing, and then at the boy who was cautiously moving towards them step by step.

The system always felt exceptionally bright.

The spirit sword beside him was itching to protect Gu Yao. 0529 took a deep breath, grabbed the flying Ci Jing, and hid back in the system space.

I'm numb, out of sight, out of mind.