Mermaid Wharf

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When I was struggling in my sleep, I could feel that Angelo was always coming in and out of the nacelle with strangely high emotions. The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of medicine and blood, and it seemed that he had already started his new world. revolution.

My muscles have completely lost their vitality, and I am so groggy that I can't notice the passage of time, but my consciousness is still clear. When Angelo injects nutrients into the syringe, I can still feel his almost mocking smile. Sight; he went out and came back with his own operation box, the sailor suit was stained with blood that didn't know whether it came from a mermaid or a human, and he continued to draw on his operation record in satisfaction.

Dangerous signals are coming to my brain more and more real. This big ship, which was still full of warblers and swallows, has already fallen into dead silence. I barely maintain a sliver of clarity in the chaos, trying to drag myself out of the numb swamp .Angelo seemed to be very satisfied with the medicine he used on me, and never thought that I might wake up. Such negligence gave me a glimmer of hope.

When I realized that my right hand had regained a little feeling, the proud Angelo returned to his nacelle again and gave me an injection of anesthesia.The heavy eyelids struggled to open a gap, watching him disappear out of the cabin door, I rolled down from the bed, my right hand tightly entangled my arm, and cut open the slightly raised skin due to the injection with a knife, removing the dirty The medicine mixed with the blood was released.

My legs were still unable to move freely. While moving my arms that regained consciousness, I moved to the spare operating box under Angelo's desk and found the antagonist medicine left at the bottom of the box.At this time, I was sincerely grateful that I had taken a basic nursing course to make up credits, and I was able to accurately find the position of my vein and inject the medicine into it, and it took about 10 minutes to fully recover.

I didn't have much luck for the rest of my life. After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, I took out a pistol and loaded it.Stretching my limbs and walking out of this cell, I realized that several days and nights seemed to have passed through the porthole, and the thick white sea fog was always lingering around the zombie-like Polar Joy, as if foretelling the arrival of a nightmare.

The moment I stepped onto the gangway, I finally realized that the Polar Joy has been slowly advancing along the right track of history, and finally ushered in its catastrophe silently.

I frowned when the smell of rotting wine and corruption came to my face, and I saw the corpses scattered on the floor in this deadly silence; the human beings with incomplete limbs stared at the black and empty eyes, and their faces seemed to be still With the thrill of orgasm and sexual abuse before death, as if he was paralyzed by the drugs in the egg burgers and drinks early, he didn't realize that the demon doctor behind him had already raised his saw.

Disinfectant water mixed with the smell of death floated in the originally lively space. Those former mermaids sat among the human corpses with long sutures on their waists. They looked up at me rather than looking at a god of death. Said to be looking at a strange thing.Their spirits have long been completely destroyed by human beings in all kinds of unimaginable abuses. At this time, they can't even express the slightest hatred they should have. ignorant.

I stood among the stiff or bloated corpses, covering my mouth and trying to spit it out, but my empty stomach didn't move at all.

There are a few shadows standing up and stumbling around trying to walk. The familiar faces let me know that some of these mermaids who have transformed into humans followed Angelo aboard the Royal Ghost, and the rest entered the Royal Ghost. Fei's Wharf took root on this desolate but safe land, and evolved into a prosperous trading port ten years later.

The reason why the residents of those docks are beautiful and regard the mermaids as their sacred is because they already flow the blood that belongs to the ocean.

I hurried through them with my gun in hand, but I didn't find Moran's figure; thinking of Angelo's smug back when he left, I suppressed the discomfort in my stomach and rushed down the gangway.

When I opened the door of the cabin where the water tank was placed, Angelo's saw was already hanging on Moran's bloody fish tail. "...Baby, it's finally your turn." I heard Angelo's gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm very skilled now, and I won't hurt you too much."

Moran was lying beside the cistern and struggling desperately, his dark green eyes similar to Velija's were full of anger; his eyes were bloodshot, and the silver fish tail that had shed some scales rubbed against the sharp sawtooth , the pain made him almost turn pale.

I knew that if I hadn't recovered from the anesthesia, Angelo would have amputated his fishtail and sacrificed my legs to the dead lover.

"It's over." I pointed my gun at the back of his head, and said as calmly as possible, "Angelo."

The sawtooth was embedded in Moran's waist, and he quickly let it go down.Angelo turned his head and looked at me in amazement who was supposed to be in a deep sleep waiting for the operation. The hand on the saw handle paused for a moment, but he let it go when my eyes signaled him, and he obediently raised his hands.

"Mano, don't do something you regret at this time."

Although he was pointed at the muzzle of a black hole, he looked very calm and relaxed, as if he didn't believe that I had the guts to shoot at my own brother. "You had countless opportunities to kill me, but you stopped at the last moment." He looked at me with piercing eyes, and analyzed slowly, "Let me think about it... Could it be that the me ten years later has become The captain of this ship tricked you, who was trying to find the truth, onto the ship, and that's how you met your current lover? So you are worried that killing me will change history, and you don't want to take this risk, right? "

—not bad at all.

Only now did I have to admit how terrifying the man in front of me was.

The muzzle of the gun slowly lowered, but it was raised firmly again at the next moment.

Angelo straightened his back, raised his hands helplessly and said, "You have to think about it, Mano; if you kill me, you will become a complete paradox now, even if you are not in these two The intersection of the two worlds will turn into nothingness, and there will be no more mermaids in your future life, and there will be no more Velija in your life."

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"You're wrong, Angelo."

After an unknown amount of time, I took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, and said thoughtfully: "It suddenly occurred to me that the Captain Garcia who will appear ten years later does not necessarily have to be you. ?"

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Facing the threat of gunpoint, Angelo instinctively felt nervous, frowned and said:

"What do you mean?"

"We look exactly the same, dear brother." I expounded my hypothetical expression blankly, "If I kill you now and buy this ship instead of Angelo Garcia, then ten years Captain Garcia, who later became a key figure, can also be myself."

Angelo froze for a moment, his eyes finally widened incredulously slowly, as if he also realized this strange possibility.

Although this thought only flashed in my mind for a moment, after seeing Angelo's reaction, I actually felt trembling from the bottom of my heart.Yes, I don't have to wait ten years to find revenge on this demon, as long as I kill him here and protect Velija and Mo'er in the next ten years, I can become the one who loves hunting and beauty Captain Garcia personally sent Mano back ten years later.

Thinking of this, Angelo in front of him suddenly calmed down, looked at me and sneered:

"Mano, do you think I'm really stupid enough to put a real gun within easy reach of you?"

Hearing this, I subconsciously glanced at the body of the gun; a sly gleam flashed in Angelo's eyes, he raised his foot and kicked my knee hard, and picked up the saw thrown under his feet to cut at me.

I rolled over on the floor and pulled the trigger on him.

Blood splashed on the water tank behind Angelo, and a deep crack broke through the glass, reflecting the ripples in the water tank on Moran's pale face.Fatal timing and fatal parts, the murderer who had carried out a massacre not long ago had turned into a fresh corpse; I collapsed on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

I don't know how this will affect my future, whether it was the right decision to kill Angelo;

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"Why are you still standing there, Mano." Suddenly, Moran tremblingly opened his mouth, "... let's get started."

I said blankly: "What?"

"...legs." Moran curled up by the cistern panting, raised his finger and pointed at the corpse in front of him, "Help me put on human legs."

I just came to my senses, looked at him in disbelief and said, "What are you talking about? Angelo is dead, no one can force you to become a human anymore, right?"

"Without surgery, the doses of these drugs were enough to completely kill me after a few hours."

Moran smiled bitterly, sat up with difficulty and wanted to move his paralyzed body, and whispered: "And you should have seen that all the people who followed me have been transformed into human beings by him. Now I can only It's just a lost dog who failed in rebellion; there is no place for me in the seabed, and I can't leave them alone, and becoming a human like them is my only choice."

"But you still have..."

I swallowed the words I couldn't say.Even the only nephew in the royal family who cares about him has become a human being. I seem to understand Moran's current mood; since he can no longer go back to his hometown under the sea, the demon who will imprison him in the future has died before his eyes. It is a reasonable plan to start a new life with your identity.

I was silent for a while, and had to say: "But I'm not a medical student, so I don't know how to perform this operation."

"His surgery records are all there; and he changed so many legs in front of me, I remember the method." Moran pointed to the operation box scattered under my feet, his voice was already very weak, "Hurry up... ...my poor nephew is coming home soon, and I don't want him to see me half dead."

I picked up Angelo's surgery records and flipped through them page by page. While slightly shocked in my heart, I raised my eyes and looked at Moran, who had clearly made up his mind. In the end, I compromised and recovered from Angelo's corpse. He took off the saw that was shining coldly.

"……it is good."

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I can’t describe how weird and bizarre this unreasonable operation process is. After reading Angelo’s thick operation records, I lit all the lights, set up the simple operating table, and recalled that he was Jon put on sterile gloves as he performed the operation.Moran held back the severe pain and instructed me to separate the fish tail that had lost its blood color, and then removed the warm legs of the corpse, and carefully connected the edges of the flesh and blood along the direction of the bones.

I thought I would be afraid and shrink back; however, when I tidied up the sutures that penetrated into the flesh under my eyes, my mood was unexpectedly calm.Maybe it's because of the blood connection with Angelo, I can feel that I do have the talent of a medical student. When I found that the human legs can really be perfectly combined with the mermaid's half body, it was like witnessing the birth of a work of art. Beneath the trembling, there was an imperceptible excitement.

And this also made me feel a kind of panic of unknown origin.

Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, I will indeed be perfect for the role of little Garcia.

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I put steel nails on the connected joints, and I carefully sewed up the exposed skin and the no longer needed gill cavity on the neck; after the rough but successful operation, Moran, who had stopped breathing, gradually recovered He came over and fell into a deep sleep exhausted again.

I carried him to Angelo's nacelle, pulled a blanket to wrap his cool body, then stood up silently, passed through various parts of the ship like Shura's hell, went to the deck and looked south.

In the vast sea fog, a familiar small boat slowly approached from the end of the hazy horizon. Velijia saw me lying beside the railing from a distance, and waved to me excitedly.

I hadn't seen the lover I was thinking of for a few days. I should have been happy, but I watched his slender figure approaching with complicated eyes, and didn't know how to explain all this to him.

He sailed to the edge of the hull, motioned for me to drop the cables on the side, and the next moment he nimbly climbed onto the deck and plunged into my arms. "Mano!" He kissed me, rubbing my neck as usual, "I'm back!"

My arms were wrapped around his waist, and the sweet touch of skin to skin gradually calmed me down. While hugging him and thinking about it secretly, I always felt like I had forgotten something important.

"Sorry, I'm late." Velija looked a little excited, and seemed to get along well with those pirates, "The ferry port in the south is much more lively than here, and those pirates invited me to eat at the market to thank me. Baked rice with coconut milk; it is more fun on land than under the sea. I also saw a creature called a cat in a local product store. It was very cute. Mano, should we live there for a while, the old woman said Can you teach me how to raise pearls, and then we can raise a cat?"

Velija was still talking endlessly, but after a while she suddenly became quiet, looked at my side face and whispered: "Mano... what's wrong with you, did I do something wrong..."

At this time, I finally remembered something that I had been forgetting before.

"—Mo'er!!"

I left Veliga and rushed into the cabin, until I reached the unremarkable inner cabin in the deepest part.Angelo didn't let go of any potential mermaid sacrifices, and there was almost no living human breath left on the ship; I was almost overwhelmed by the ominous premonition, I kicked open the locked hatch, and looked at the ship anxiously. Look inside.

There were colorful letter cards scattered on the carpet, Mo'er sat up from the cot, rubbed her eyes and looked at me sleepily:

"……elder brother?"

I fell down as if exhausted, my shirt was already wet with sweat, and while taking a long breath, I walked over and hugged Mo'er tightly in my arms.Fortunately, Mo'er is fine. I can't afford to lose her a second time. If something happens to her because of my negligence, I will never forgive myself in my life.

"Mano..."

When I turned around, Velija was watching us from outside the cabin door.He seemed to have seen the hellish scene along the way, and after standing blankly for a while, he suddenly said:

"Where's Mr. Godwin?"