Mermaid Reef

Jason fell asleep.

This is the first time since his birth that he fell asleep.

The previous sleep can only be counted as a "nap" in the dictionary of the evil god.

Jason didn't know how long time passed, his consciousness was floating in the void.

There is no sound and no color here.

Falling asleep and falling asleep, he felt very tired, opened his eyes, and the dream took shape instantly.

The sun was shining on the blue shallow coral reef, and he was lying on the beach. The snow-white sand was slightly hot from the sun, and he was so comfortable that he didn't want to move.

The high tide of sea water gradually spread over the shoulders, and then over the smooth chest...

A slightly cool hand was placed gently on Jason's chest.

The tulle-like fins shimmer with faint iridescence among the waves.

The sharp and transparent nails scrape gently along the lines of the muscles.

Jason reached out and took hold of the mermaid's troublesome fingers.

He heard a chuckle, then a tickle in his chest, and Jason had to add a hand.

The waves splashed.

The mermaid wrapped its arms around Jason's back, hugged him tightly, and swam into the sea.

The sea in the dream is very shallow, so shallow that you can step on the sand on the bottom of the sea with a little force.

The sea water is clear and transparent, and it looks shallower, as if one arm can reach the bottom.

The difference from the real world is that there are no schools of fish or other creatures here, just colorful coral reefs—no matter how hard the coral is, the touch is similar to that of a hard sofa and will not scratch the skin.

Because this is the feeling of the evil god, a dream created by the evil god.

The highly poisonous sea anemone is a soft mat, and the sharp coral reef is just a decoration that can be easily smashed.

Jason broke free from the mermaid's arm, went around behind the coral reef, and swam into the cave with complicated paths.

Gemil was lying in ambush like stalking prey, and suddenly appeared from a place Jason didn't expect.

They kicked and smashed coral reefs in the chase, rolled and deformed forests of anemones, and ended up sinking and floating in the sea.

The exposed body was soaked in the blue sea water, and after the blush slowly receded, it turned back to a pale complexion.

Gemil turned over, took the drowsy Jason into his arms, lay on his back on the water and sang.

The dreamland changes with the singing, day turns into night, and the silver moonlight casts a soft light on this world.

The last ethereal and beautiful note slowly melted into the sound of the waves, and Gemil also closed his eyes.

Time passed slowly, and the dream gradually faded, revealing the real world beyond the dream.

——This is the terrifying and dark deep sea.

The mermaid suddenly opened his eyes, pressed Jason into his arms, and stared at the abyss with cold eyes.

Countless bubbles gushed out.

The dream is shaking.

Jason noticed.

Not long after, his consciousness returned to his body.

The icy sea water made Jason very uncomfortable, a very warm thing left his body, fatigue made his thinking and movements extremely sluggish.

"Why do you get up?"

Jason asked confusedly.

The vines were clinging to the sea rock, and there were suspicious marks of whipping all over the place, as if two prehistoric giants had fought fiercely here, and everywhere was terribly damaged and destroyed.

There are magma eruptions and accumulations on the edge, like jagged peaks.

"The magma is cold." Jason muttered under his breath.

He really didn't have the strength or energy to get out of bed.

Even Gemil's answer entered his brain word by word.

"There are people of the same kind...throwing human things here..."

"Human stuff?" Jason repeated, and then said vaguely, "If it's interesting, stay and see."

Gemil: "No, if it blows up here, you will be uncomfortable, and it will become very bright here."

"Human beings have such a powerful thing?" Jason asked in a murmur.

"It's a certain power that exists on this planet and in this universe. Humans just discovered it."

Gemil didn't wait for Jason's answer. He looked down and saw that the vines were hanging on the sea rock, motionless, and Jason fell asleep again.

Gemil: "..."

He tried to pinch the flower plate with his hands.

The jelly flower disc flicked slightly, "pushing" the mermaid out mercilessly, then the flower disc turned over completely, and the vines slowly retracted.

Jason heard a burst of laughter in his sleep. He rolled over sleepily, trying to make himself more comfortable, but his limbs didn't work, so he could only continue to sleep in the spread out position.

The mermaid swung its golden-red fish tail and swam upstream.

Here is the Nansen Basin, with a water depth of 5500 meters.

The lowest point of the Arctic Sea of ​​Ice.

***

Time goes back to before the Nautilus fell into the abyss.

This is the second day since the submarine went missing.

When things go out of control, even out of the scope of science, and go all the way to unimaginable and strange disasters, fear occupies the human brain.A few more people in the cabin turned into various monsters, and the captain could only order to kill them.

During this period, some soldiers were accidentally injured by monsters, and the wounds became black and purple. The wounded developed a high fever and became unconscious.

Fearing that these people would also become monsters, they tied the wounded to beds and gathered them in a cabin to be cared for by the submarine's medics.

"...the wounded had a high white blood cell count, we couldn't do a more detailed examination, we believe it's a virus."

"No, I have tested all the cabins of the submarine and found no radioactive elements. Your Excellency the Captain and the people in our electronic laboratory are also in good health."

"The virus has an incubation period!"

A scientific researcher argued with a medical soldier.

The captain held the communicator with blue veins on the back of his hand. Before he got angry, soldiers came to report, and the speed of the submarine increased again.

"Can you determine the specific location?"

"Well, we've crossed the North Pole and are headed for...the northeast seas of Greenland!"

"The speed is 32 knots."

The captain made a serious announcement on the ship. He believed that the ground command launched a backup rescue plan the second the submarine lost contact. Now that the submarine has lost contact for more than 24 hours, the rescue operation must be in progress.

"But... we were hijacked by a monster."

"There's no monster, it's just a particularly large sea creature! Controlled by our enemies!"

"Then shouldn't go to Greenland, shouldn't it go to Siberia?"

The captain's face was dark, and his eye sockets were blue. He hadn't rested all day and all night. Hearing these discussions now, he couldn't stop being irritated.

Even if he is rescued, he and these soldiers will be subject to strict scrutiny. Don't even think about the future. It's lucky if they don't go to the military court.

The captain deliberately ignored this matter. After all, the most important thing right now is to save his life, to keep this precious submarine—the crime will be much lighter.

"General." The chief scientist suddenly came over and whispered, "We have analyzed the 'creatures' covering the surface of the submarine through observation mirrors and biological detection instruments. Their cortex is very similar to that of cetaceans."

"So the monster is a whale? Wait, they?"

"Yes, the so-called monster is made up of many sea creatures. They don't make any sound and don't communicate."

The captain felt extremely absurd, and he couldn't help asking: "You mean, we encountered 'Frankenstein's Creation'?"

Frankenstein is the biologist in the science fiction novel "Frankenstein", who puts together a monster from eight corpses.

Coincidentally, the place where Frankenstein and this monster finally died was at the North Pole.

"That's just a novel!" The captain squeezed out the words between his teeth.

The chief scientist replied: "The name of our submarine also comes from a novel."

The Nautilus comes from the science fiction novel "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". Because the nuclear submarine has the ability to sail around the world, when the submarine was launched, people gave it this name with hope, symbolizing that fantasy has come into reality.

Since a nuclear submarine can have the same name as a diving boat, why can't the biological weapons developed by the enemy imitate Frankenstein?

Compared with Frankenstein, rockets and artificial satellites are more absurd and more like nonsense stories to ordinary people.

"...General, I don't believe in this conjecture either, but none of what's happening now can be answered with my knowledge. It's like going back to my ignorant childhood, seeing everything is a mystery." The chief scientist deeply sighed.

At this time, the submarine suddenly shook violently.

"Captain! We're sinking!"

"what?"

"The depth is 250 meters, and it continues to increase!"

The Nautilus's dive depth is not very large, which is the main reason why they were initially blocked by icebergs and could not complete the polar voyage in June.

"More than 300 meters, the submarine shell will not be able to stand it!"

As soon as the captain entered the main control room, he heard the anti-collision warning, and subconsciously buckled himself on the chair.

Then the submarine started spinning.

"...We have entered a huge vortex, all personnel pay attention!"

The dial pointers of the instrument have all moved to the maximum value on the right, and no one knows the current depth.

This vortex dragged them to the abyss of death...

In the intense dizziness and fear, someone held the cross in his pocket and recited prayers.

When the submarine stopped spinning, there was a dead silence in the cabin.

The submarine wrapped in air bubbles floats quietly in the sea.

The unconscious people didn't know that they had escaped a fatal catastrophe—the "white dust cover" holding the submarine blocked Gemil's glance from afar.

***

The Cthulhu got up very slowly.

What happened after sleeping for decades and staying in bed for three hours?

While Gemil was dawdling, there was another fighter jet and a white whale.

Hmm, Moby Dick?

After listening to Beluga's screams and pleas for help, Gemil decided to let Jason go and get up.

He wanted to see which of the same kind came to make trouble!

The mermaid skimmed over the bubbles at an extremely fast speed, like a golden-red light rising from the abyss, illuminating the dazed eyes of the beluga whale huddled in countless bubbles.

"Guji?"

The white whale's eyes were bleeding, and his head was bleeding too.

Before it closed its eyes and lost consciousness, the white whale felt the familiar breath from the surface of the sea.

***

Countless bubbles suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, like a boiling cauldron.

Soon the ingredients in the soup pot appeared.

Damaged fighter planes, black and red submarines covered in flesh and blood...

The white whale was sent to an ice floe by the air bubbles. Its heavy body kept sliding down, and it was about to fall into the sea and "drown" again. A huge black shadow floated out from the bottom of the sea, and its tail easily set off a huge wave. Forcibly "washing" a several-ton beluga whale together with a large amount of seawater onto a large iceberg.

The iceberg happens to be missing in the middle, and there is a natural seawater pool.

The belly of the white whale slid against the ice and slipped into the pool.

A giant whale dressed in shining gold jewels emerged from the sea. Its head is so huge that it can easily see the iceberg pool tens of meters high.

—Well, the water level is just right and the size is right.

The beluga fell into it with its back upside down, so it couldn't drown, and the blowhole was still emitting water!

Beluga whales have thick fat and cannot freeze to death.

The giant golden whale sank in satisfaction, waiting for the unlucky comatose white whale to wake up, and asked about the specific situation.

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The author has something to say:

The sleeping Jason is not alone, and Gemil's body is still lying next to him, so he won't be stolen

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