Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

Then, panting, he raised his head proudly, awaiting the gods' praise.

"Not bad, you swim very fast."

Feeling the pleasant texture of the friction against his skin through his fingertips, Lu Qing felt a little unsatisfied.

Unfortunately, the little mermaid is still too small, even though she is very clever and knows to increase the contact area by hugging with her body.

But if you can hug a middle finger now, will you be able to hug a thicker one in the future?

Lu Qing pondered for a moment before realizing what was happening.

Lu Qing, what were you thinking just now?

[Fireworks: What's thicker than a finger? That's hard to guess!]

[Bai Lu: Of course it's the thumb, everyone knows that, right?]

[March 7th: I have a feeling someone's making inappropriate advances, but I have no proof.]

Actually, it can't be entirely blamed on him; the siren was the one who won.

Ancient books record that sirens often stood on the rocks of deserted islands, using their enchanting songs to lure lost sailors and then discover wonderful things. Although this is probably just anecdotal history, it can still reflect some characteristics of the sirens.

However, that kind of siren was probably a creature called a siren, but in essence, it was quite different from the siren we know today.

It is worth mentioning that Lu Qing is different from other sea monsters. He does not like water very much, so he activated his simulation talent and deliberately made the ocean currents avoid his residence, creating a waterless airspace.

[Fireworks: Are there really people who don't like lots of water?]

[March 7th: Hey, hey, hey, the car wheel is about to run over my face!]

"Knock, knock, knock." A crisp knocking sound came from the doorway.

Lu Qing flicked his finger, sending the little mermaid back into the petri dish, and then went to open the door.

Heather bumped her head on the edge of the petri dish, her lips pursed.

I'm heartbroken to have been ignored by the gods again.

The gods think I'm too young, and I'm heartbroken.

"Lu Qing, it's been a long time." At the door stood a sea monster, its slender branches laden with fruit and its body extremely plump, wearing only a tattered coat. It looked at Lu Qing with a fierce, ghostly aura.

"Henna, what's wrong?"

"The Kuroshio Current has struck again. The wounded will be delivered gradually in a while. I'll be counting on you then."

Lu Qing nodded slightly.

"I will be prepared for my duties."

"What happened before that..."

Lu Qing rubbed his temples helplessly: "I told you it's impossible, give up."

Sirens are always straightforward. Unlike humans, some people miss opportunities to strike up a conversation because of their reserve, but siren are completely different.

If you like something, you should find an opportunity to cook it yourself. What's the big deal?

Naturally, the only option was to refuse.

He never imagined that he could have a deep interaction with these things that are essentially data.

The little mermaid, who had witnessed the whole thing, looked dejected.

She compared herself to the oversized woman at the door.

Waaaaah, she's so big! But the gods love big things. One day, she'll snatch the gods away from me, and then I won't have any cookies to eat anymore.

After seeing the guests off, Lu Qing turned to look at the little mermaid with a sad expression.

Could it be that I hit her head on the pillar too hard and made her stupid?

It shouldn't be...

Thinking of Lu Qing, Lu Qing approached the petri dish again, gently tapping the surface of the water with her fingers, creating ripples that spread out in concentric circles.

The little mermaid sensed the call of the gods, her swaying tail fins drawing closer, her tiny head feeling the gods' caresses.

She squinted her eyes slightly, thoroughly enjoying the moment.

Lu Qing originally planned to go to the market in Ohmma to buy a few sets of clothes for the hamsters, since good dressing habits should be cultivated from a young age.

However, with the Kuroshio Current approaching, this plan can only be put off until the future.

Lu Qing couldn't concern himself with the other sirens, but he felt it was necessary to appease the little mermaid who was constantly trying to please him.

[Fireworks: @Ruanmei, it seems your partner is getting a new pet.]

[Ruan Mei: What do you know? This is just a task given to him by his king.]

[Black Tower: Ruan Mei's words do make a good point.]

[Star: You two are really something, actually managing to stand on the same side one day.]

[Li Sushang: What's that saying again? The enemy of my enemy is my friend.]

Through the glass window, Lu Qing could see the Black Tide in the distance, which looked like dark clouds pressing down on the city.

I wonder how many siren I know will die this time.

Sigh, another round of wear and tear.

Although he knew these sirens were just data, in reality, they were no different from real beings in his eyes.

Every time a siren was seriously injured and died before his eyes, buried in the siren's graveyard, he felt a pang of sadness.

If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, it doesn't seem like you are a teenager.

Forget about it, Lu Qing put the matter out of her mind and began feeding all the remaining sea monsters.

"Siren 1: I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry! I'm really so hungry~"

"Siren 2: The little blue fish was taken to the inner room by the gods. Is it because she looks different from us? Her eyes are dark purple."

"Siren 3: The gods must have their own reasons for doing this."

"Siren 4: Will the gods give her special treatment?"

As they were talking, Siren 4, the Siren numbered Black 17, saw Lu Qing carrying a large basin of sea bugs and walking up to him.

"Black 17, I have high hopes for you. I'm planning to give you some special treatment. Come and try some good stuff."

Sea stink bugs are extremely cheap and nutritious, but their taste is... well, let's just say it's not the best.

As for the other sirens, they were still red worms.

[March 7th: Lao Qing sits in first place, and Aha has to sit in second. This is a living Yama!]

Chapter 60 Aren't they afraid of death?

"The black tide, like the end of the world, is endless."

"It is an endless catastrophe for every living thing on this world."

"Let alone mortals, even those of the Golden Bloodline and demigods cannot remain unaffected by this."

"This black tide wasn't particularly large, but the damage it caused was still considerable."

"At least, this clinic is full of badly wounded siren."

The little siren princess's eyes were filled with fear as she saw many of her kind lying motionless on the floor, barely alive.

There were also siren howling in pain, their backs arching involuntarily due to the intense pain, only to droop weakly again.

His body was enveloped in black mist, which corroded his life like sulfuric acid.

The deity fed him a greenish-purple medicine, and then the wound visibly scabbed over, and the pain subsided.

"Thank you, Lord Lu Qing." The healed siren placed her fist on her chest, expressing her gratitude to the renowned witch doctor.

"If possible, rest for a few more days, and I will prescribe the medicine and herbs for you."

"No need, Witch Doctor. This is merely our mission. After resting for a while, I will return to the front lines."

Lu Qing didn't try to persuade him, but nodded slightly. He was very busy, as there were still many wounded people behind him.

The second siren was clearly beyond saving; her intestines and internal organs were spilling out onto the ground, and she was barely breathing.

"I'm sorry, it's too late for me."

"Oh, I see... cough... cough... cough... excuse me, who is that little brat over there...?"

“She is the next queen.” Lu Qing answered his question crisply.

"Can I talk to her?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qing turned her gaze back to the dazed little mermaid.

"It depends on her."

Upon hearing this, the little mermaid hurriedly swam back into the enclosed reef.

Lu Qing smiled helplessly and said, "It seems that your appearance has frightened her."

"It's normal for the princess to be afraid of blood and death since she's still young."

After saying that, his gaze gradually became dull.

Lu Qing brushed his face with both hands one last time, and then he closed his eyes.

It took Lu Qing three whole days to completely heal the injured sea monster, and the Black Tide had calmed down again.

Wang Ye sent a message.

I will need to serve as the parent of these newborn sirens for a long time to come.

The little mermaid had become withdrawn, and the older brothers and sisters were carried into the room one after another on stretchers.

Some people die and are buried in cemeteries.

Some are still alive, continuing the endless battle.

This made the little mermaid tremble like a leaf.

Lu Qing planned to gather all the sea monsters together for a short meeting.

He scooped all the little mermaids out of the petri dish, and with a slight wave of his hand, a warm current filled every corner of the room.

"Little ones, sit still." As Lu Qing said this, his eyes flashed with a golden light like lava.

This is a small ability of the Golden Eyes that Lu Qing recently discovered, called the Power of Words.

It seems to be able to influence the actions of some weaker creatures.

Soon, the little sea monsters sat in a row, waiting for the god's instructions.

"Does anyone have anything to say about what I've experienced these past few days?"

Lu Qing soon saw many mermaids extending their claws.

“Purple91, you say it.”

"My lord, I would like to ask, is there any point in doing this?"

"You mean the battle? The reason for fighting to the death even knowing you're outmatched?"

"Yes, God."

"Perhaps, after all, I didn't go to the battlefield, but I think part of the reason is you guys."

"Why?" Purple 91 asked, puzzled.

"Because if they don't stop the Black Tide, all of you future little fish fry will die."

"I think I understand now."

Lu Qing could tell that Zi 91 still seemed a little confused, but she chose not to ask any further questions.

There were many little sirens raising their hands, but none of them were the future princess. She was curling up her toes, hiding in a dark corner.

"Haiseyin, do you have any questions?" Lu Qing called out.

[Li Sushang: I'm reminded again of the fear I felt that day, being dominated by my homeroom teacher.]

Heather didn't answer, but Black 17 asked from the side: