Chapter 65 Her Own Mermaid Baby

Standing in the star ring base suspended in the deep black waves.

The scent of authorized permission was automatically detected, and the revolving door simulating liquid water flow opened, and low water waves echoed slowly from the dome of the hall.

The black-tailed mermaid, wearing a luxurious robe, slightly bent her slender back, her face with deep and feminine contours facing the curtain wall in front of her, controlling and adjusting the next replacement plan of the holographic strategic star mark.

Smelling the familiar cool air approaching from afar, his dark brown eyes slowly lifted up and he chuckled lightly, "Are you back?"

Before he could say anything, a sharp parabola flew towards him, and the target chip landed precisely next to his hand. Then, a cold and concise reminder came from behind him, "Medicine."

The black-tailed mermaid picked up the chip, held it on her flipper, and examined it nonchalantly for a moment before saying, "Why rush, Mian? You've come back just in time. I just wanted to discuss something with you."

Jing Cishen enlarged the holographic water screen in front of him and showed Jing Weimian the newly adjusted and simulated strategic direction. He said in a gentle tone, "Mian, do you think we can overthrow those old guys in the royal family this time?"

Jing Weimian folded his hands expressionlessly: "You are a rebel organization, don't talk about yourselves as being the same as the regular army."

"Why are you talking to your brother like that?" Jing Cishen lowered his eyes with a deep smile, not showing any sign of anger. Instead, he smiled at her dotingly, "My brother just wants to secure a better future for you."

"Don't impose your fantasies on me."

Jing Ci Shen could only shrug helplessly, "Okay, you will understand my good intentions later."

As he spoke, he took out a scale-shaped pill from a transparent box from under the long table and handed it to Jing Weimian. "Mian, you've worked hard recently. Hess is used to being unreasonable. Just ignore him."

Jing Weiman took the pill, swallowed it, and turned away without saying a word.

"By the way, don't go to the UN conference next week. Go to Yinhai for me. I have an important mission for you to complete."

Seeing Jing Weimian walking out as if he had turned a deaf ear to her, Jing Cishen was not panicked at all. It was as if he had grasped the lifeline that Jing Weimian cared about the most. He leaned slightly towards the chair at the long table with ease and said softly, "After completing this task, I will give you the thing you want most."

As expected, after hearing the last sentence, Jing Weiman paused for a moment, then responded coldly and left the hall.

After passing through the heavy patrols of the Star Ring Base, Jing Weimian returned to his own territory, even though it was also under the control of a tight network.

After taking off his equipment, Jing Weimian jumped into the bay and washed off the dirty blood stains from this trip.

After swimming in the water for nearly two hours, Jing Weimian finally swam back to the shore feeling a little relaxed. Her fish tail lazily stirred the water, and the waves rolled up by her tail fin formed glittering soft pink stardust particles.

Jing Weimian lowered his wet cheek slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the area below the lumbar fin.

The flippers gently pushed aside the gauze fins covering the fish, allowing us to clearly see the traces of fish eggs laid on the lower fins.

This suggests that she once had a mermaid offspring of her own.

But now, because the scales of that memory have been stripped away, she can't even tell whether the fish eggs she laid are dead or alive.

Today, when she was heading to the Blue Mirror to carry out her target mission, she saw a human-simulated mermaid performance there. At that time, her mind was full of thoughts about her own mermaid baby.

Are you still alive?
If it were still alive, the baby would definitely swim more agilely than the mermaid cubs in the mermaid show, and its tail fin would grow stronger and more beautiful. Maybe it has learned to hunt by now.

Jing Weiman knew very well that Jing Cishen didn't even dare to return this memory scale to her, which was enough to prove how much she cared about the fish egg she had laid.

The gauze fin dangled from the soft membrane beneath the webbed hands. Jing Weimian, possessed by some incomprehensible force, gently placed the webbed hands over the soft and fragile lower fin, his webbed fingers sliding slowly across the flat, narrow waist. He tried to imagine that there were small fish eggs that had been nurtured there.

With unspeakable frustration in her eyes, she suddenly raised her hand and pulled hard at the black silk ribbon around her neck.

However, not only did it fail to tear open at all, but the silk ribbon also burst out with dense and fine mechanical spikes, easily scratching several new marks on the thin and soft skin of the neck.

This non-removable morbid device can block the mermaid's most sensitive resonance perception system.

In Jing Ci Shen's words, as long as she doesn't think about breaking free from it, this restraint strap will not have any impact on her daily life.

But in fact, ever since Jing Weimian realized that a certain piece of her memory had been stripped away, she had attempted to destroy it with violence almost every now and then.

"Don't do this, Mimi." A cold, slender hand passed between her neck and the black silk ribbon. He allowed the mechanical spikes to pierce his fingers, but he had no intention of letting go.

Jing Weimian: "Let go."

"Never."

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Jing Weimian loosened his grip and grabbed the boy's hand, twisting it hard. A slight sound of bones scraping was heard, and Hess immediately screamed exaggeratedly on the shore, "Mianmian, it hurts!"

Jing Weimian threw away his hand and sank into the depths of the sea.

Hess quickly followed, extending his tentacles to grab the flowing fins on both sides of her fish tail, just like holding her hand tightly.

When they reached the gate of a secret underwater chamber, Hess covered his mouth in feigned surprise. "Mianmian, does that pervert Jing Cishen know you're here? Aren't you afraid I'll tell him about it?"

Jing Weimian violently opened the gate without even turning his head: "Go if you have the guts."

Hess immediately became honest and whispered in a low voice, "I was just kidding. I will always be loyal to only Mianmian."

Jing Weimian ignored him and went in through the heavy gate.

"Mianmian, are you here looking for the memory scales again?"

Hess didn't get a response from Jing Weimian, so he didn't get anxious. He just kindly advised her, "Jing Cishen must have hidden it somewhere you can't find it, otherwise how could he threaten you to work for him?"

After descending from the heavy lift on the seabed, Hess nervously grabbed the corner of Jing Weimian's clothes and started talking about other topics -

"Mianmian, I heard that pervert Jing Cishen won't let you attend next week's United Nations Conference and even sent you off to do something else. Why would he stop you for no reason? I heard that representatives from all the star regions in the world will be attending this conference. Could it be because your ex-lover is one of them?"

As he was speaking, Jing Weimian, who had originally gotten off the elevator and was heading straight for the tunnel ahead, suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and stared at him intently.

Hess felt a chill on his back for no apparent reason. He blinked his eyes and said innocently, "I was just kidding."

Jing Weimian opened her lips slightly, "It's not impossible."

(End of this chapter)

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