Diary of Raising a Mermaid

"Why do you choose to suppress yourself?"

Wencer was in a daze when he heard someone asking him.

The man's voice sounded familiar, and after a soft sigh in his ear, he asked.

Yeah, why?

Wencer wanted to answer this question, but couldn't open his eyes.

In other words, from the inside, he didn't really want to open his eyes and keep his clarity.

It is a very cruel thing to stay awake in the long river of time, so Wencer will choose to fall asleep most of the time.

If his life passed in a meaningless sleep like this, it seemed a very good thing.

Because I was afraid of losing, I simply didn't own anything.

No joy is no sadness.

"Yeah, it's really sad to stay awake."

The voice continued to bewitching, it said,

"If this is the case, you can continue to sleep and leave it alone. Everything that happens outside will have nothing to do with you."

This sounds like a good choice.

Wencer's stalemate thought began to turn slowly, his thoughts began to drift away slowly, and when he was about to drift away, suddenly he heard another sharp scream suddenly exploded in his mind——

"Yi——"

Accompanied by this sharp cry, Wencer felt something in his head "buzz", he suddenly retracted the mental tentacles he let out, and swayed in the void of consciousness in a puzzled and dazed world.

"No, you should be asleep!"

The voice that had been bewitching in Winsor's ear before was a little frustrated. It lowered the voice and said as softly as possible in Winsor's ear.

"When you fall asleep, you don't have to worry about anything. Isn't that good?"

"Ai——ai————"

However, this time the sound of the tweet became louder. At the same time, the sound of the tweet was intermittently mixed with a clear human voice:

"Win... Winser..."

The entire sea of ​​consciousness began to rotate slowly, and at the moment when Wencer was about to open his eyes, the clear voice called Wencer's name stopped abruptly.

What's... someone is calling him.

Wencer slowly pondered this question. At this moment, his brain seemed to be covered with a thin white mist. He stretched his hand forward, trying to remove the white mist, but was lost in the white mist. I can’t find anything.

"You got it wrong."

The bewitching voice in my ear continued to whisper beside Winsor,

"It's all an illusion. Winser, do you really think that someone in this world really cares about you and is worthy of you?"

It chuckled a few times and said:

"We are creatures beyond their imagination. They can't even look at us, let alone touch our real body."

"Yi——ka——"

But as soon as the deceptive voice fell, a sharp scream continued to be inserted in perseveringly. At the same time, an intermittent singing sound came from a remote distance.

"Win... Winser..."

...

Lance jumped directly from the lighthouse.

As Lance expected, the fluid still flowing below caught Lance at once.

It swallowed Lance in half at once.

Lance: "..."

Now, his upper body is outside, and the waist below is in the fluid, it seems that he plunged into a mass of slime with a "poof".

The touch under me is very strange--

Like water, Lance can feel the fluid flowing inside;

It was like a swamp again, Lance could feel the sticky sensation that prevented him from moving forward, and he could barely step on the fluid without sinking completely.

It may be because Lance had Wincer's cells on his body, and the fluid was unconscious, taking Lance as part of himself, so he didn't immediately swallow Lance;

Lance didn't know when the fluid would react, he could only take advantage of this time, and move hard towards the inner core.

During the movement, Lance kept staring at the inner core of the fluid. He was afraid that when he reached the inner core, he would not be able to distinguish the boundary between the two inner cores. If the opportunity to separate Wencer and Weil was delayed, then he , Including this planet, but it was really ruined.

"Winser!"

Lance stepped in a sticky fluid, and could only move towards the inner core with the simplest dog-planing style. He was frantically calling Wencer's name outside, hoping that Wencer's consciousness would wake up.

However, calling a sensitive name, and it wasn't just Winser who woke up.

The fluid shook quickly. It didn't specifically address the miscellaneous fish at its feet. Instead, it stopped moving and stayed where it was.

It seemed to be lost in thought.

This was discovered by Lance, and he was taken aback, because he knew that it might mean that it was not a good thing.

Sure enough, in the next second, Lance felt a burning pain in his waist. He looked down and found that the clothes on his waist were corroding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seemed that Wil woke up first, and then he controlled the fluid, trying to swallow Lance directly with the fluid.

Lance's feet are fine for the time being, because his pants and shoes are relatively thick, and the digestive juice secreted by the fluid has not yet touched the skin.

"Well?"

Lance glanced at his waist, gritted his teeth, and continued to swim forward.

But how can fluid give up immediately? Seeing that Lance was still moving in its body, the fluid began to try to surge his body, splitting out several tentacles from the side, trying to pull Lance down.

"Yi——"

Seeing a few strands of tentacles about to wrap himself around, Lance instantly knew what Vale was thinking and thinking. He remembered that a similar incident had happened in the Alliance restaurant before. He immediately opened his mouth and entangled him. 'S tentacles let out a sharp chirping.

The high-frequency scream came into play instantly, and the tentacles trying to wrap around were immediately shattered into several segments under the scream. Even the fluid that swallowed Lance's lower body surging uncomfortably a few times, relaxed, right The shackles of Lance.

Taking advantage of the time when the fluid couldn't react, Lance quickly continued to swim in the direction of the inner core with his clumsy dog-planing style.

The first wave of tentacles was wiped out.

After the fluid paused for a while, when it slowed down, it performed its trick again, using more tentacles to drag Lance down, but Lance was not stupid, and quickly issued a continuous scream:

"Ai——ai————"

"Yi——ka——"

If these screams were aimed at a normal creature, that creature would have been shattered by the continuous sound wave vibrations, and the soul had returned to its hometown, but for the fluid, these sound waves only temporarily blinded its movements.

However, the sound waves were used too much, and the fluid knew that Lance could no longer scream, so it suddenly raised a section of its head, and then slammed it at Lance's head.

At this time, it was no less than a person rushing into the waves on the waves, and then a huge wave fell from the sky, slapped the person into the water with a slap.

Lance is like that.

He was forced into the fluid by the fluid.

In an instant, the viscous liquid directly blocked Lance's facial features.

Lance changed his body with difficulty, trying to adapt to the environment inside. He opened his eyes, ignored the corrosion of the digestive juice inside, found the direction of the inner core, and continued to swim towards the inner core.

It hurts.

My eyes hurt so much.

Inside the fluid, Lance was able to see the direction of the inner core through the sunlight passing through the fluid. He cried and thought about the pain in his heart, while paying close attention to the inner core over there.

"For... why... don't give up..."

An intermittent male voice suddenly came from the fluid, misty and confused.

none of your business?

Lance was a little surprised at first, because he found that the voice was directly in his head.

But Lance didn't intend to respond to the male voice, he just wanted to save his Winser, and didn't want to spend energy on unimportant things.

"You...it hurts...give up...don't save..."

The male voice continued.

But these did not stop Lance's actions.

The clothes on Lance have melted more than half times, and Lance himself is not very good. Although the self-healing ability of the mermaid is first-rate, in this case, no matter how fast he heals itself, he can't resist the acid corrosion of the whole body.

Lance's body was corroded to redness by the acid, and the fish's tail was irritated to change, and many scales on his body were corroded to fall, exposing the wound below.

But he still used his energies toward the inner core, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.

You know, at first, Lance would cry a little pearl after cutting his nails, but even now, he still didn't cry.

In other words, he has no time to cry.

The voice that sounded directly in Lance's mind began to break into pieces one after another. It tried to blow Lance's confidence and wanted Lance to give up this ridiculous "rescue".

Getting annoyed over and over again, Lance simply began to sing in his mind.

What he sang was the same song that he sang when he was stunned when he was courting with Winsor.

What's amazing is that after Lance sang this song, the gurgling voice in his mind suddenly disappeared.

When his mind calmed down, Lance breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued to swim towards the inner core.

After swimming for about five minutes, Lance finally came to the inner core.

At this time, Lance had been corroded by the digestive juice and it was already difficult to breathe, but he did not take this to heart.

He was close to the edge of the inner core, observing the inner core suspiciously and innocently.

There is indeed a crack in the inner core, which clearly divides the inner core into two parts. Lance believes that what he needs to do now is to quickly separate the two inner cores.

But, which one is Winser and which one is Will?

Lance suffocated, he wrapped his white tail around the entire inner core and looked at it carefully.

Indistinguishable.

How can this be distinguished? It's all a mass of black material, just like a blind box.

Thinking of this, Lance aggrievedly hit one of the inner cores with his tail, and then he thought about it, and opened his mouth to sing in the digestive juice——

Lance's state was not good at this time, and his singing was not as melodious and intermittent as before.

If this was a courtship, Lance thought, it was really a failed courtship.

The inner core entangled by Lance's tail, when Lance sang the second time, suddenly one of the two **** moved inside.

Lance froze for a moment, then overjoyed.

He immediately got close to the inner core, and while singing, he touched the inner core with his hands. The touch of his palm felt like a soft shell of an animal;

And with the rhythm of Lance's singing, there seemed to be something inside that inner core that wanted to come out of it, jumping and jumping.

"Winser?"

Lance couldn’t help but rubbing up and down, and then hurriedly wrapped his remaining tail around this inner core, and then the whole person exhausted the strength of feeding, trying to remove this inner core from the whole inner core. Stripped out from above——

"Snapped"

With a soft sound, the inner core was pulled out by Lance. At the same time, when the inner core was held in Lance's arms and separated, the entire fluid began to change——

It turned out to be like a cell division. The non-inner core translucent fluid was split into two halves instantly following the separated inner core.

Half of it shrank with the movement of the inner core in Lance's arms, and the other was a pool of stagnant water surrounding the other inner core.

The inner core in Lance's arms was as big as his own. When separating, Lance used a lot of strength, and this inertia caused him to lean back while holding the inner core;

And at the moment when the inner core parted, the fluid inside the fluid that encased Lance suddenly seemed to have changed from the previous aggressive wolf into a docile little lamb. They gently let Lance go, and then "vomited" Lance. come out;

When Lance landed freely in mid-air, the fluids swarmed up again and gently cushioned under Lance.

"Puffing"

Lance fell into a soft bullet fluid.

Lance held the inner core in his arms: "..."

On the other side, the other core after being separated by Lance still maintained its previous posture.

But it was obvious that Lance separated the inner core so strongly, causing a lot of damage to the other inner core.

The fluid near the inner core of that petal began to shrink and became lifeless, and at the same time the color began to darken.

"Lance?"

The inner core in Lance's arms began to change, frantically absorbing the fluid's fluids, and finally turned into the appearance of a **** man in Lance's arms.

Wencer opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing Lance, he stretched out his hand distressedly and stroked the acid burn on Lance's face.

"Win... Winser..."

Lance spoke, but because his voice was damaged by acid, his voice was not good.

Seeing Lance like this, Wencer frowned. He looked at Lance, obviously in a bad mood:

"I am sorry."

What's so sorry?

Lance thought, he was happy now.

Lance wagged his tail happily. He didn't understand why Wencer's expression was low at this time. He "slapped" and kissed Wencer on the face, then hugged Wenser and rubbed his face with satisfaction:

"mine……"

His boyfriend was rescued by him, so he is really amazing.

Wincer blinked. He didn't quite understand what Lance was thinking, but he strangely understood that Lance was showing off at this moment.

As for what to show off, it probably means--

He, Lance, finally one day, can a hero save "beauty"?

After catching Lance's brain waves weirdly, Winsor couldn't help but laugh, and the haze in his heart was swept away.

Well, looking at it this way, this planet does have a meaning.

Wencer thought about this question happily, so let's not destroy it.

"For... why..."

The inner core of the other petal, Vail, made this questioning sound intermittently.

After losing the only negative emotional exchange with Winsor, Weier could no longer maintain his own form.

He was very confused as to why Wencer was able to eliminate his negative emotions at this moment.

At this time, Wenser looked at the mess on the ground and looked at Lance, who was injured by him. Shouldn't Wenser be further desperate?

Despair and fear are the best catalysts.

At the beginning, after Weier and Wencer were entangled and fell into the sea, Weier successfully integrated himself into Wencer's body by spreading the dark emotions in Wencer's heart.

He wanted to assimilate Wencer in the fused body-

This should be very simple. Wencer himself has a tendency to self-destruct. Weir only needs to magnify Wencer's despair and coax Wencer to give up perception, but he unexpectedly woke up.

The relationship between Will and Winser is inherently complicated. They can coexist or hurt each other.

If it is a bit of a metaphor, after the fusion of Will and Winser, they are more like conjoined twins among humans. If they must be divided, under normal circumstances, only one conjoined twin can truly survive.

Wil was weaker than Wencer, so when Wencer woke up and separated by himself, most of the fluid in the fluid was transferred to Wencer, and now Weier could hardly maintain his form.

This feeling of dying makes Wei very uncomfortable. For the first time, Wei tried the feeling of fear himself.

He didn't dare to continue devouring Wencer, so he could only try to find nearby to see if anyone could "accept" him.

Weir patrolled for a week, and unexpectedly found...

There are very few people on this island.

wrong.

Weir couldn't help but use the little energy he had left to quickly think about a question--

He obviously implanted granulation into many people, but why, he couldn't feel a suitable body to "receive" him?

After frantically feeling everywhere again, Will looked over the lighthouse.

There is a man at the lighthouse.

After finding his goal, Will quickly freed himself from the shrinking fluid.

While Wincer and Lance were still recovering, Vail quickly threw himself onto the lighthouse and fell with a "pop", but Vail saw that the person inside was Dr. Mougin.

Dr. Mourin saw a cloud of silver-black viscous liquid coming in from outside. He stepped back and looked at the liquid vigilantly. After a few seconds, Dr. Mourin asked hesitantly:

"Vill?"

The viscous fluid on the ground was only the size of a slap. He froze for a while after Dr. Mourin asked, and then suddenly rushed towards Dr. Mourin.

For Weier, although he was reluctant to use Dr. Mougin's body, no matter how reluctant he was, it was no better than his own survival.

The author has something to say: the official ending tomorrow.

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