Mermaid Reef

The ice was bobbing up and down in the sea, and it looked like a large blue glass goblet filled with ice.

Maybe in the eyes of evil gods, the world really looks like this, they can absorb all the water in the "cup" in one breath.

——Human submarines and airplanes are just the ice cubes in this glass of cocktail, and the lemon slices and orange peels on the rim of the glass.

Then Hans actually heard the whiskey being poured on the ice.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the member of his team who was proficient in bartending, tremblingly standing in front of the two evil gods and serving them.

Hans: "..."

Captain Brown Bear sat down at the crude table helplessly, and he occupied two seats by himself.

Hans looked at Jason and Gemil and said, "Please don't scare my companions, no one will drive the boat. Now the boat doesn't use oars, and if it breaks down, it needs a mechanic. It's quite difficult to repair."

The cabin was dark save for a light bulb hanging from a wire.

After sailing at sea for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some strange smells in the cabin.

Many items in this fishing boat are tattered and very old. If it is dragged to the shore, it can be directly converted into a nostalgic crew old bar.

Under this dim light, everyone's face seemed to be smeared with waxy oil, and their bodies were dusty, no different from the tattered tables and chairs in the cabin.

But today is different.

The table was covered with expensive wine and crystal clear glasses (the glasses were bought from Venice, the collection of evil gods).

These things reflect light and exude a mellow wine aroma.

Jason is not affected by this dim environment. He is a luminous body with its own light source. His light blue eyes are clear and beautiful. He is a handsome and extremely attractive man.

The crew subconsciously looked away, but accidentally touched Gemil next to him.

The electric lamp hung just above the table, lending a peculiar brilliance to the fine Venetian mask.

The golden-red mixed-color threaded glass seems to be alive, and the intoxicating luster is flickering and rhythmic, like a living heart.

The eyes of the temporary bartender stared straight, and the mouth of the whiskey bottle kept tilting, almost overflowing the glass.

"Snapped."

Hans held the wine bottle with one hand, raised his other hand and snapped his fingers in front of the crew's eyes.

The crew member suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and hit his head hard against the wooden board of the cabin.

Jason: "..."

This skilled posture and decisive choice, is this what Hans called "a professionally hired mysterious investigation team"?

How should I put it, although the willpower is not high, but the recovery ability is good.

Jason couldn't help asking: "Isn't there something wrong with my head after bumping like this for a long time?"

After all, humans are more fragile than jellyfish.

Hans sighed, and signaled the crew member with his eyes to go out and cool off.

"So I said, please don't scare them. One of your unintentional actions will affect their sanity. They are sharper than ordinary people. This is a good thing, but now it is a bad thing. And they are not your usual The human beings who talk to each other are not so... strong in body or spirit?"

Hans thought for three seconds, and managed to find a word that was easy for the evil god to understand.

Jason's expression became strange: "It's just that you can't treat them with the same attitude as you, because they are not as powerful as you?"

Hans waved his hand and said awkwardly: "It can't be described as powerful... Isn't the talent of willpower innate?"

"Talent is one thing, but what it will become depends on that person." Jason has a say on this point than Gemil, because he has observed humans more than the ancient gods, "Some children are gifted It's high, and the willpower becomes mediocre when you grow up."

Jason glanced at Hans, and suddenly realized that although Hans' eyes could see reality, Hans could only see others, not himself, and the mutant "Rose Eye" created by humans was not so powerful and perfect. Reality cannot be judged by reflection.

No matter whether Hans looked in the mirror or looked at his own shadow on the water, he could only see a distorted phantom.

Jason could only make a gesture: "If you calculate according to the degree of luminosity, you have increased a bit compared to that year."

"Really?" Hans murmured.

There was no joy in Hans' expression.

Because he knows that the so-called light is actually composed of setbacks, suffering, and things that are constantly lost.

Hans had seen many people in deep pain who couldn't get over it.

Even after the war is over, those people's spiritual will is still rapidly deteriorating, and they are finally swallowed by death--that is not a disease that happens to the body, but it is more terrifying than the disease of the body.

"If it's light, it's probably the candle that illuminates mankind out of the darkness!" Hans seemed to have remembered something, and he said seriously, "The brightest person I've ever 'seen' is John Doe Sir. London was shrouded in a dreadful fog, the brightness of which was more pronounced..."

When Hans didn't think right, why did he talk about the story again.

However, the two passengers with special identities were still very interested, and Jason urged him to continue talking with his eyes.

"The two of you should go back to England to see Mr. John! I don't know many details about the expulsion of Gray Butterfly. Only John knows." Hans said sincerely.

Jason: "..."

He bet that if John knew what Hans said, he would probably move out of England overnight.

Looking at Hans' bear-like face, Jason couldn't confirm whether Hans did it on purpose.

As a result, Hans took the initiative to confess that he did it on purpose, but without malice.

"John's bead is broken, and he lost his amulet. If Gray Butterfly or other evil gods reappear, John will be in danger."

Gemil nodded, this is correct.

It just so happened that he wanted to talk to Mr. Detective about what human life is like after marriage. Jason has been avoiding his contact since he woke up from a deep sleep.

Gemil thought about how to spend his lazy leisure time after "getting up".

First of all, it floated to the surface of the sea. The young lover didn't like the dark seabed. Sleeping for decades was the limit, so he went to the sunny and warm sea, so that Jason could float and bask in the sun to his heart's content.

Then go to the board and replace the shell of the "ghost ship" for Jason.

Preferably solid new oak.

The specific solution is to hijack a human sea ship.

After all this was done, Gemil sat on the boat and sang in the form of a mermaid.

He believed that Jason, who had had enough of the sun, would be confused again and fell into his arms. This time, he chose to go to Antarctica to sleep.

Now the plans are all messed up.

Poseidon was very upset.

Gemil secretly watched every corner of the cabin.

——No, it’s too broken.

The wood was also of poor quality, and the body of the boat was metal, which Jensen certainly didn't like.

What happened to humans?

The boat is getting weirder and weirder!

Thinking of the submarine before, Poseidon was rarely worried. Could it be that he had to go back to Black Reef Town to snatch the small fishing boat?

Jensen didn't know what Gemil was thinking, and his attention shifted to the magazine next to the table, with a group of cowboys on the cover.

Novelty hats, never-before-seen costumes...

Hans silently grabbed the magazine. He couldn't find a clean cloth, so he had to pick up his clothes to wipe it, and then shook the book a few times to make sure there were no oil stains or food residue left on it, and then put the magazine on the table superior.

Jason: "..."

Although Hans had a good attitude, Jason suddenly didn't want to read this book.

"Hey, let's talk about this thing." Jason pointed to the radio equipment next to him and said, "How far are we from our destination?"

"At the current speed, there is still about half a day's voyage."

Hans also breathed a sigh of relief. He really has no experience in entertaining evil gods, but he is very good at investigating mysterious events.

The current situation is that it can be said that Hans "passively" accepted a commission and sent Gemil to find Gu Keluo's temporary lair.

However, Hans' original goal was there, so the two evil gods joined the team halfway.

The crew members were subconsciously afraid, but rationally knew that letting the evil god deal with the evil god was the best way to complete the task, so they tried their best to overcome their fear and recalled the saying in the classics, "Don't get close to the evil god, if you really can't help it, just please the evil god" to save their lives Law began to work hard.

——Thinking about it carefully, how could it be possible to use the evil god without saying a few nice words, so let's take the initiative.

This led to the initiative to be a bartender for the evil god. In fact, the original plan also had the task of sharing the pressure of the captain Hans and telling stories for the evil god.

It's a pity that they couldn't bear the unconscious power fluctuations emanating from the two evil gods who "just ended their happy life", and now they all stood on the deck in a state of embarrassment to blow the wind.

Gemil was very satisfied with Hans.

He chose to take the boat slowly because he didn't want to alarm Gu Keluo, this guy is too good at running.

Moreover, Hans has a location data, which is the result of these human beings' persistent records for several years.At that time, Gemil was still sleeping with the person he loved, and couldn't hear the sound outside at all.

Gray Butterfly has been silent for a long time now. If Hans hadn't been abducted by the white whale, Gemil would really have no way to find Gu Keluo's temporary lair based on this clue.

Gamil looked at the map that Hans had laid out, and nodded reservedly: "When you get to that place, you should head back immediately."

"But……"

Hans wants to say that the area is huge and may need further positioning.

"The white whale will take over your investigation mission. Human ships are too noisy and inappropriate." Seagod's dislike was clear and above board.

Jensen added: "The deep water is too cold, and it is difficult for humans to escape when they encounter danger."

Hans fell silent.

***

Early in the morning of June 8.

The sky is still bright, and there is no difference in this ice sea.

A crew member held the dismantled radio device and carefully handed it to Jason.

"Press this place, if the distance is very close, it will start immediately."

"Can't soak in water?" Jason confirmed.

The crew member said in horror: "Of course not."

Jason silently asked for a basin on the boat, and put this thing in, otherwise it would be damaged if left on the ice floe for a long time.

Hans saw off two passengers with special identities as if he was docking a ship, and took off his glasses to say hello to the white whale on the side of the ship.

The beluga whale swam all the way here, this is not the direction of the current, it has not eaten food, very unhappy, could not help but use its long horns to push against the side of the boat.

"No, it's deformed!"

The crew screamed in panic, and the side of the boat was sunken into an obvious hole.

Fortunately, this is a fishing boat with a solid iron shell. If it was made of wood, it would probably have leaked.

Hans took a piece of raw beef from the kitchen and threw it into the sea.

The white whale swam past suspiciously.

It is alert and will not eat any food it has not seen.

But this smells so good!

The white whale kept opening its mouth and sucking so hard that it was about to make a mark on its mouth.

Gemil impatiently cast a shadow, picked up the beef that had sunk in the sea and stuffed it into the mouth of the beluga whale.

"Go find something that scares you, and run away immediately when you feel it." Gemil left a trace of strength on the surface of the white whale. This mutant creature has a more direct connection with him, and it is better than humans in every way. Hans works great.

Gemil held down the white whale with his hands, and threatened coldly: "Don't bark, don't make any noise, or you will be turned into this piece of meat."

White Whale: "..."

Aggrieved and afraid to dive.