Chapter 661: Chapter 660: Merfolk? Gambler!

Lu Zixun, who had not expected such a significant reaction from Hai Xin, chuckled lightly, “Don’t be so tense, I was just asking casually, and besides, you can’t beat me.”

A corner of her mouth twitched, Hai Xin looked away and spoke flatly, “Divine Enthronement isn’t for everyone, I’m only driven by gratitude, not by a desire to save the entire ocean.”

At this point, Lu Zixun thought of Hai Xin’s respectful demeanor towards Hai Lanyue and his mustache quivered.

This god-making also requires a mental check, so one cannot become a god without embracing the ocean?

Somewhat puzzled, Lu Zixun said a word to Hai Xin and slipped quietly back to his room.

The next day, the motion-sensor light lit up as usual.

Hai Zhuming, who burned the midnight oil, yawned, rubbing his eyes that were filled with tears but his spirit had taken on a different shape.

If the previous Hai Zhuming lived just to fulfill an additional mission, now, he seemed to own a mission he had to strive for.

Unexpectedly, these experiences had such a significant impact.

Lu Zixun slightly furrowed his brow; he was beginning to find Hai Xin and Hai Lanyue indecipherable.

Why not let Hai Zhuming come into contact with these experiences earlier, rather than just the day before the first challenge?

That made no sense.

“Kitty, I’m going to sleep now. I’ve told the guard, they’ll bring something over for you later.”

Closing his book, Hai Zhuming gathered his energy to say this to Lu Zixun before falling asleep.

Looking at the tired face of Hai Zhuming, Lu Zixun was momentarily silent.

He somewhat failed to understand why the Merfolk wanted Hai Zhuming to take on all this pressure; could it be that the Merfolk were out of options?

Silently sighing, Lu Zixun increasingly felt the irony in the saying, “With great power comes great responsibility.”

…

“Asleep?”

Hai Xin entered the room, seeing Hai Zhuming deep in sleep, she knowingly asked Lu Zixun.

“No, she’s just closing her eyes to think.”

Hearing Lu Zixun’s reply, Hai Xin’s mouth twitched, rendering her momentarily speechless.

Not inclined to idle chat with Lu Zixun, Hai Xin shook her head and said, “In the afternoon, we’ll be leaving Jerusalem, heading towards the Sea God’s Belly. On the way, we will definitely encounter Deep Divers attacking. At that time, you’ll be responsible for protecting the lady.”

Eyes glued to his tablet, Lu Zixun, without lifting his head, gestured an “OK” with his hand to show he understood.

“What does that mean?”

Seeing Lu Zixun’s gesture, Hai Xin looked puzzled.

At her words, Lu Zixun looked up at Hai Xin and with an expression of speechlessness, resignedly explained, “It means ‘I got it’. Any other instructions?”

“Oh.”

Hai Xin nodded and continued, “The first challenge will take place in the Belly, and we can’t enter that area, so there’s no need to worry during the trial period. However, the concern is afterward.”

Pausing the video, Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes and said, “Are you saying during this period, Deep Divers will gather troops and, as once happened on the real sandbox in Library City, lay siege on us?”

He hadn’t expected Lu Zixun to know the events showcased on Library City’s sandbox were real.

Hai Xin clearly hesitated before nodding and saying, “Yes, we don’t know how long the trial will last, but it’s enough time for the Deep Divers to surround the Belly.”

“Just fight our way out then.”

His mustache quivering, Lu Zixun said nonchalantly, “However, it’s odd the Sea God doesn’t protect his own inheritor. Isn’t he afraid the inheritor might be killed?”

“The Sea God, she too had to fight her way out.”

Hai Xin spoke softly, then shook her head. “It’s not that I don’t want to break out, but there are far more Deep Divers than you can imagine. Relying on the Merfolk troops alone, we can’t break out. We can only… delay time.”

Hearing those last four words, Lu Zixun felt an inexplicable heaviness.

After quickly processing Hai Xin’s words in his mind, Lu Zixun understood. “You want your people to delay time, then I’ll take Hai Zhuming to the second trial site?”

Seeing that Lu Zixun had grasped her meaning, Hai Xin nodded slightly.

“No, your Merfolk are already so few in number, yet you’re placing all your bets on Hai Zhuming alone? Shouldn’t your Merfolk rather be called ‘gamblers’?”

Unable to hold back, Lu Zixun rolled his eyes. “Knowing that the Deep Divers would surround the Sea God’s Belly, why didn’t you think of another way? Why must you rely on delaying tactics to achieve your goal?”

Faced with Lu Zixun’s rapid-fire complaints, Hai Xin fell silent for a while, then shook her head. “You don’t understand.”

“Ha!”

Lu Zixun laughed bitterly in frustration, turned away, and started a video, not intending to say anything more.

All his well-intentioned solutions, only to be met with a “you don’t understand”?

Sensing Lu Zixun’s anger, Hai Xin said nothing to ease the tension, merely leaving him with, “Please take care of it.”

Then she left the room.

“Damn.”

The sound of the door closing resonated, and the more Lu Zixun thought about it, the angrier he became, unable to continue watching his drama.

He simply couldn’t comprehend the bizarre logic of the Merfolk.

However, after stewing for a while, Lu Zixun suddenly realized…

Why was he so worked up? What did the fate of the Merfolk have to do with him?

With that thought, he picked up his tablet again, continuing to watch his video.

But at this point, his focus clearly wasn’t on the video anymore.

…

Today, Jerusalem was exceptionally lively; even the seawater felt three degrees warmer.

The Merfolk, who had been busy until yesterday, now unanimously stopped their work and gathered on the streets, faces alight with excitement.

They all knew that the fate of the Merfolk was about to change, and they were about to become witnesses to history!

“Saintess, say a few words.”

Hai Xin turned to look at Hai Zhuming, her voice soft and gentle.

Hai Zhuming, feeling inexplicably that Hai Xin was unusually tender today, didn’t think much of it, assuming Hai Xin was merely happy.

Blushing, Hai Zhuming shyly clutched at Hai Xin’s sleeve. “Grandpa Xin, I’m embarrassed, they’re all looking at me, I I I… I’m very nervous.”

Hai Xin patted Hai Zhuming’s hand and chuckled. “It’s alright, just say a few words. They’ll be happy no matter what, after all, you are the Saintess.”

“Then I I I, shall I just go and greet them?”

“Go ahead.”

Watching this from the side, Lu Zixun’s gaze was uncertain.

He could sense that each look Hai Xin gave Hai Zhuming was filled with reluctance and reassurance.

He was already prepared to die for Hai Zhuming.