Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

Gao Dengde took Ningning to the lower deck.

Ningning was lifted down by Gao Deng, while looking around.

She was a little reserved at first because it was her first time being held, but she found it really comfortable! She didn't have to bounce or control her tail.

Gordon wasn't sad at all; in fact, he seemed to be enjoying it. After all, he hadn't let go of her hand the whole time, which made her feel more at ease pressing all the weight of her chest against his face.

Go down the stairs.

Ningning looked around.

The first thing they passed was the two gun decks, with heavy cannons on both sides, which were now facing them from behind.

Considering the impact of recoil, the few modified heavy guns were placed on the lower deck, while the upper deck was almost entirely filled with light guns.

This was also where the sailors lived. They had no dormitories and lived among the cannons. When night fell, they slept in hammocks between the beams and pillars.

The stern was quieter, with officers' cabins where Gordon and his men usually stayed.

Further down, on the third deck, they were near the waterline, and both Gordon and Ningning could feel the river water gently lapping against the bulkhead.

There was also a roaring steam power system here, and hearing that terrifying sound, Ningning hugged Gordon even tighter.

"I can't breathe," Gordon protested.

"This is terrifying." Ningning felt uneasy as she heard the boiler burning and the engine humming, and urged Gao Deng to hurry up.

Before he could suffocate, Gordon hurried to the fourth deck.

This is the core area of ​​Ningning's life.

"We're here." Gordon put Ningning down.

This place is dark and complicated, and sailors usually don't come here.

As early as 20 years ago, the ship had a pool for temporarily housing aquatic demons.

To prevent the boat from rocking and the water from churning, it was covered with lattice panels. Once the panels were lifted, the dark water surface could be seen.

Ningning smiled, left Gaodeng, hopped on the grating board, broke off a board, and jumped into the water.

The water here is seawater exchanged from the naval anchorage, which is more suitable for Ningning's life than the warm water in the university basement, the sewage in the Blackwater River, or the cold water in the underground cave.

"At the bottom is the watertight exchange chamber. After turning the handle to open it, go inside and close it. Wait for the water to drain out, and then you can go out. It's the same when you come back," Gordon gestured.

"We can go swimming now!" Ningning turned the handle.

"If you open the door now, you'll just get splashed by the dirtiest river in the world."

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"Then let's keep it locked up!" Ningning turned her hand back.

Gordon sat down.

"Um... Ningning, I need to ask you something."

"What's wrong?"

"If you go to the open sea and swim freely for a while, will you come back?"

This is a very important question.

Opening the hatch is easy; the real challenge is whether Ningning will come back willingly.

If Ningning were to disappear without a trace after freestyle swimming in the ocean, that would be utterly absurd. He would lose a companion, and the Empire would come to believe that mermaids are not trustworthy.

Most importantly, he has to write a 30-page report explaining the matter.

Therefore, Gordon was particularly concerned about Ningning's attitude.

Ningning thought for a long time about why Gao Deng asked this question.

She suddenly understood; they were worried that she would run away and never come back!

"I'd rather go home." Ningning opened the lattice and poked her head out.

Having seen the realm of Baal, she would not covet the puddle that falsely claims to be the sea.

"Good ambition! But if you want to go back, you must first kill the Fishing King! From now on, let's continue to work on this."

"Okay!" Ningning was very happy.

"Let's pinky swear," Gordon said, extending his little finger.

"Oh?" Ningning held up her little finger.

"We will hunt the King of Fishers together, and those who break the agreement will be punished," Gordon made the pact with her. "Until then, you can move around freely, but you must never be seen by other humans."

"Sure."

"I'll try to find a way to get you home sooner."

Ningning wiggled her little finger up and down twice, which moved Gao Deng's entire arm.

"Alright, the agreement is now very solid."

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief.

He was actually quite worried. The 300-pound fat fish disappeared without a trace as soon as it went out to sea. He was going to have to take a huge responsibility for it.

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Looking back now, it seems like I was overthinking it.

Ningning accepted the conditions and swam happily in the pool.

She spun rapidly like a whirlwind torpedo, immersed in the joy of her upcoming voyage.

This area was still too narrow for her; she had to turn every so often. Only when she reached the open sea could she swim continuously.

So... the next step is treatment.

Gordon has tested the effective treatment at Grey Oak Manor, and now he wants to use it on Ningning.

Remove the diseased scales, and what's left should be a happier fish.

Ningning did indeed live near the Blackwater River, and accumulated many infections over time.

After she had had her fill of fun, Gordon had Ningning return to the cabin and retrieve the various medications that had been prepared in advance.

"Are you willing to endure this? This treatment is a bit violent."

Gordon opened his sunglasses and examined the discolored scales on her tail. They were abnormal parasites on Ningning, invisibly eroding her flesh.

"I'm not afraid!"

Ningning is very bold.

Gordon applied a potent descaling essence to Ningning's discolored scales as a treatment.

pain!

Her tail twitched violently.

Because she had already said she wasn't afraid, Ningning opened her mouth but swallowed back her shout, instead giving a very aggrieved expression.

Under the influence of the photocrystalline powder, the distorted scales begin to turn black.

She gritted her teeth, widened her eyes, and tensed her muscles to distract herself and endure the excruciating pain.

Subsequently, Gordon used the effects of time to accelerate Ningning's flesh and blood regeneration, and then gave Ningning "de-scaling essence oral liquid".

"How do you feel now?"

"My stomach feels bloated." Ningning needs to poop.

Gordon thus became the first person in the world to watch a mermaid use the toilet.

Within that vertical line he had already seen, a shimmering liquid gushed out.

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Ningning felt very shy and covered her face with her hands.

"It's alright, these are all samples." Gordon treated the excrement with the rigor of scientific research, collecting it all in a bucket.

The mermaid's body structure was amazing, reminding Gordon of the cloaca problem he had discussed with Vera.

It now seems that at least her urination comes from this... a gap in a thread, her reproduction probably comes from it as well, and her excretion comes from her rear.

Her enormous bust indicates that she is a mammal, and it seems that she mainly has energy storage functions, allowing her to live for a long time without eating or drinking.

"..." Ningning finished pooping and curled up in a ball on the floor, looking utterly dejected.

"Here, drink this expert's recovery fluid." Gordon gave Ningning several hundred milliliters of the supplement.

"How tall is it?" Ningning tasted it.

This stuff is so sweet and delicious, it made her feel much better.

She found Gordon very interesting.

Judging from Gordon's current behavior, she believes that Fufu will say he has ill intentions, and Linlin might say he is a pervert.

But Ningning thought he might be a good person.

Because he would take care of her medical needs, care about her whereabouts, and care whether she was happy or not.

Gordon was still examining the samples when he noticed Ningning approaching.

Turning his head, he saw Ningning looking down at him with a strange emotion in her eyes.

"How are you feeling?"

"Much better!"

A smile appeared on Ningning's face.

After expelling those crystals, the nausea in my body decreased, and I felt much happier.

"That's good."

"Then I'm going to make that weapon! We're going to take down the Fishing King!" Ningning announced. "We failed twenty years ago, but we'll do it again twenty years from now!"

She's feeling better now and looks forward to doing what she does best again.

Lying down and being taken care of is too boring; she's going to show Gordon some amazing skills!

Amidst songs and chants, amidst the surging tides, a "god-slaying weapon" is forged to destroy the very foundation and kill the immortals!

"Take a break." Gordon felt that Ningning's eyes were strange, as if she wanted to eat him.

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After thinking it over, he decided to let her get some rest first.

It's a new environment after all, so it might take some time to adjust.

Ningning nodded, rolled back onto the lattice board, closed her eyes, and quickly fell fast asleep.

Gordon looked at her for a while and realized a profound truth.

The secret to living a happy life is to sleep more.

He returned to the upper cabin, already having figured out how to write the next chapter of the nautical log.

Gordon wanted to depict the mermaids as clever and agile, saying they came from the distant sea, liked to call to each other with songs, and that each scale shimmered with multiple colors...

As for other features, they should not be drawn for children who are interested in science.

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The next day.

Everything is ready.

Gordon transported all four types of materials to the lower compartment for Ningning to forge the Thunder Gun.

Ningning slept there for one night and felt very comfortable.

She lay on the metal plate, her chin resting on her hands, looking at the four large boxes that Gordon had laid out with great curiosity.

"These are all very expensive materials, fish," Gordon admonished.

This was what he got from Luanna, in exchange for an appraisal opportunity and a chance to receive guidance on crafting.

He very much hoped they could be put to use and become top-tier weapons.

"Fish." Ningning's fingers rummaged through the large pieces of refined gold and the small pieces of mithril.

Finally, she turned them upside down and scattered them on the ground.

Gordon almost died on the spot.

"One kilogram is worth 200 gold pounds and 40 copper cents," he said gravely.

"These are all stones!" Ningning said dismissively. There were plenty of similar things in the Sea of ​​No Form.

"If you come across these stones, please pick up as many as you can for me."

Ningning gathered the materials together and hummed to the stone.

Gordon felt the air vibrate.

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The essence of sound is sound waves produced by vibration.

Under its influence, the incredibly hard refined gold began to deform, transforming into various workpieces amidst Ningning's singing.

Metal deformation and crystal lattice melting transform the various basic components needed for the lightning gun.

Normal humans would have to spend an endless amount of time heating and forging it, exhausting their energy and effort.

All Ningning needs is a pleasant song.

"Exquisite craftsmanship, Ningning," Gordon exclaimed sincerely.

For Ningning, singing is the happiest part of her life.

Unfortunately, after arriving in this world, she was always told not to sing loudly or attract human attention, so she always hummed softly.

How wonderful it would be to return home and sing freely!

Then, Ningning sang the spelling words and spiritual path required for the Thunder Spear in the air.

This is……

Golden saw seven large pinyin characters in their entirety!

Activate—Storm—Beam—Guide—Detonate—Stop.

Seven mythological spellings floated in the air in the form of blue light and shadow, connected by an intricate spiritual loop.

Gordon quickly took a picture with his sunglasses, and then took a separate piece of paper to record the complete design.

"Let's start making it now!" Ningning knew exactly what to do.

"We can make it better," Gordon quickly said.

"There won't be anything better."

"Yes, there will always be something better. Ningning, there's an incredible girl who can turn anything flawed in the world into something perfect, and even push a great design to its limits that it couldn't have imagined..."

"Impossible, no way, that's bad."

Ningning pointed to the spelling and rough draft of the inspirational circuit that Gao Deng had drawn, worried that he would ruin her little idea.

She has absolute confidence in her abilities.

Even if you search the entire Wuxiang Sea, there won't be a fish that's better at making things than Ningning!

Thinking of this, Ningning opened her eyes wide, looking impatient, wanting only to complete the weapon craftsmanship according to the blueprints as soon as possible.

"Maybe so. We should keep an open mind. It's not too late to see how it's improved," Gordon comforted her.

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"Okay then. But if it's not good, I'll get angry." Ningning patted the ground with her tail and raised her little fist.

"Alright, I'll either bring you back a perfect design or a sincere apology."

"Okay." Ningning then lowered her fist.

Gordon drew the blueprints again and again, making sure that all of Ningning's hard work was put on paper. Then he rolled up the paper, bowed to Ningning, and turned to leave.

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In the morning, sunlight illuminated the deck.

Gordon welcomes Charlotte aboard, hoping she will participate in the significant Thundergun Project.

"Pure and perfect existence" may sound fancy, but thanks to Gordon's experiments, he discovered that it had incredible effects on scientific research and manufacturing.

From that perfectly round little ball, Gordon discovered that this thing was mysterious and enigmatic, not to mention the taste of the Master Soda.

If used in the design of a laser gun, I wonder to what extent it would be optimized.

If the same applies, the next era might be ushered in by Gordon and Charlotte together.

At the edge of the deck, Gordon waved to Charlotte.

Charlotte wore a high-necked shirt with a short jacket over it, the collar trimmed with pretty piping, a dove-grey skirt, white stockings, and dark brown boots, carrying a large suitcase in each hand.

"Come help!"

Charlotte came because she heard that Gordon was going to the Oyster Islands to dig for oysters, so she was quite happy.

When the count heard that his daughter was going to sea, he prepared a whole host of life-saving supplies for her, enough to protect her from seven different kinds of maritime disasters.

"Here I am." Gordon picked up the large trunk and led Charlotte onto the ship.

First, let her feel the sea breeze and the beautiful white sails on the deck, then take her into the narrow cabin and the room where she lives.

Charlotte sat on the narrow bed, carefully considering where she would be staying for the next period of time.

The bed needs to be folded down from the wall, and the table and chairs can be folded together to maximize the use of space.

"How is it?" Gordon asked, sitting down next to her.

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