Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Seeing the cruise ship sinking, Solor's eyes were filled with fear.

Sals turned slowly and scanned his body with indifferent eyes, "It's your turn."

He spread his hands and a golden light enveloped his body. As the golden light swept across the sea, a huge sword appeared in front of Sals.

The sword blade emitted a silver glow, pointing towards Solor's chest. As Sals swung his hands down, the sword went straight through his body and then suddenly broke apart.

Solor looked at his chest in a daze. A few strands of white light were released from his body. In a blink of an eye, he turned into dust like the sword and floated into the sea.

Tang Cuo silently watched the scene in front of him, "Xiao Ye, is this completely over now?"

[Yes, no one is spared, no one survives, mission completed, host, would you like to return directly to the mission center?]

"Wait a little longer. Isn't there still three days of wandering time?"

[Okay, your request is being processed and has been successfully retained. During this time, your soul will not be able to stay away from the attackers.]

Sals lowered his eyes to look at the turbulent sea, with no intention of stopping him. He leaned over and flew to Tangcuo's side, picked him up gently, and said gently, "Okay, everything is done, I will take you home."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped into the sea with "Tangcuo". Tangcuo felt a suction force pushing and pulling him.

In a blink of an eye, Sals placed Tangcuo in a quiet sea in the city of Solus. He stretched out his hand, formed an ice bed, and carefully placed Tangcuo on the ice bed.

The seawater is then driven, lowering the surrounding temperature.

Tangcuo stood beside him and watched him do these things silently.

Sals was very calm, and judging from his expression, it seemed impossible to tell what his mood was at the moment.

He leaned over and gently brushed the strands of hair on Tang Cuo's forehead, revealing his transparent white face. He then muttered to himself, "The moment I sent you away last night, I regretted it. I miss you so much. This seems to be an emotion I have never experienced before. Tang Cuo, why is this?"

"You ignored me. Are you still blaming me for sending you away so suddenly yesterday? I know I was wrong. I promise I will never let you leave my side again."

"Can you talk to me? This Jinghai is so empty, so empty that I'm a little scared..."

"Just pay attention to me... I haven't taken you to see the bridge built by the fish in the sea. Didn't you always say you wanted to see it? Just pay attention to me and I'll take you there, okay?"

Sals's cautious voice echoed in the silent sea of ​​silence.

Tang Cuo stood beside him, lowered his eyes, and watched him holding his "corpse" and apologizing continuously. The pain in his heart deepened a little.

A voice came from outside Jinghai. Sals turned around and looked towards the entrance.

Pal stood aside, a thin layer of white frost covering the tail of the fish due to the sudden drop in temperature. He clasped his hands together in front of his chest and said, "King... No one on the cruise ship survived. What should we do next?"

"Pal, go find a few tribesmen to patrol the outer sea..." Sals said in a cold tone.

"Patrol the outer seas? King, are you going to... expand your territory?" Pal pursed his lips.

Mermaids generally do not patrol the seas above where they live, unless a war is about to break out or they are expanding their territory, then they will explore the seas to look for dangers that are difficult to detect.

"Life on land seems to have brought many unpleasant memories to your queen. Things that make her unhappy should not exist in this world, don't you think?"

"You want to...flood the entire land? But this will destroy the ecological balance and you will be harmed." Pal said with some anxiety.

"Pal, you are very capable. The sirens of the mermaid tribe must pass a trial before inheriting the throne. You still have hundreds of years to prepare. During this period, I will personally guide you." Sals said to himself.

"King... I am still far from being as good as you, and I cannot inherit the throne." Pal quickly refused.

"Who can predict what will happen in the future? Go and prepare. I want to talk to the queen. Tell the tribesmen not to disturb me unless it's important." Sals waved his hand, turned around and faced Tangcuo.

"Yes..." Seeing him like this, Pal didn't say anything more and turned away silently.

"System, Sals is going to flood the entire land. Is this also part of the plot?" Tang Cuo pursed his lips.

[According to the original plot, after the host dies, the attacker will indeed remain silent for a long time, but it seems that there is no scene of flooding the land. This should be a new plot he has developed.]

"Will that have any effect on him?"

[Each plane has its own specific rules. If the attacker does not follow the plot, he will be judged as out of control and will be eliminated by the plane with a reasonable reason.]

"Eliminate?" Tang Cuo clenched his fingers slightly, "Then we have no other options?"

[Yes, host, you have been separated from this mission and can no longer appear in front of him in any capacity.]

Hearing his words, Tang Cuo narrowed his eyes and asked, "What if I can stop him?"

[Then he will re-enter the plot until the end of this story, but this is probably impossible.]

"Let me try, Xiaoye." Tangcuo's eyes sparkled with light, "Xiaoye, do you remember the sound-transmitting conch shell I asked you to scatter in the ocean?"

[Remember.]

"I left two in Sals' bedroom. Can you find a way for him to find them?"

[There is a way, but the attacker needs to return to the bedroom first before the system can take action. Given his current state, he may not leave you too far for the time being.]

This is a difficult problem. Tang Cuo stood there and pondered for a while.

"Xiao Ye...you said I should be a ghost now..."

[Um... yes.]

"Then can I send you a dream?"

[According to common sense, it is possible, but... he has to dream first before you can send him a message in his dream.]

This is really worrying!

Sals, please go to sleep, please!!!

Time passed bit by bit, and Sals just sat beside "Tangcuo", holding his hand, and looking at him quietly.

Tangcuo, who is the soul, can only sit on a shell chair beside him, staring blankly.

Suddenly, Sals moved, which made Tangcuo very excited. Seeing him leaning over and lying beside "him", Tangcuo quickly got up and floated towards him.

Sals gently hugged Tangcuo's waist, covered his body with his huge fish tail, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, wait a little longer. When all this is over, I will take you to swim in the ocean. No one will disturb us anymore."

As he spoke, perhaps because he was exhausted both physically and mentally, Sals gently closed his eyes, seeming a little worried about the cold little man beside him. His hand was always tightly wrapped around Tangcuo's hand.

It seemed as if this could give him some comfort.

Seeing his even breathing, Tangcuo immediately leaned over to his cheek, "He's already asleep, Xiaoye, how can I enter his dream?"

[It's very simple, just close your eyes and meditate.] Hearing Xiao Ye's voice, Tang Cuo quickly closed his eyes.

The surrounding scenery changed instantly. The sea breeze blew gently on his cheeks. There was no sunshine, no living creatures, and it was so quiet all around that even Sals could not be seen.

Tangcuo was very curious about what kind of dream he was having.

The surrounding sea water was calm, like a stagnant pool of water, without any waves. Tangcuo stepped on the sea surface, as if he was sucked on it, and every step was so heavy.

"What on earth is this dream?"

[This is the state of mind of the Captor. Perhaps because the host has died, his heart is also like this, unusually calm.]

"Then where is he?" Tang Cuo was a little anxious.

[Uh... this system can't detect it either. Everything in the dream is not recorded in the system. In short, everything that happens here is random.]

Tangcuo paced back and forth on the empty sea. "So that means there is nothing we can do?"

[The host can use something related to him, maybe it can guide you to find him.]

Something related?

What else do I have that is relevant to him?

Tangcuo looked at himself from top to bottom. His body was translucent and it seemed that he could not find anything except the clothes covering his body.

Suddenly, he thought of something, lowered his eyes to look at his ring finger, then smiled faintly, and sure enough, the ring made from Sals' tail scales was still on his hand.

Tangcuo took off the ring and placed it in his palm. Then he clenched his fists, lowered his head devoutly, and said softly as if making a wish, "Please, take me to find Sals... He needs me very much..."

After two or three times, Tangcuo opened his palm again, and the originally ordinary pinky ring suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, which became brighter and brighter.

The pinky ring slipped out of Tang Cuo's hand and flew directly into the air.

Then it fell straight into the sea below.

After a few seconds, the sea surface began to shake violently, as if a tsunami was coming, and huge waves were set off.

Tang Cuo's body was shaking along with the sea surface. With a "bang", the water surface collapsed and Tang Cuo sank directly to the bottom of the sea.

He tried hard to steady himself, then looked straight ahead with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The seabed that was once full of vitality was now as barren as the Sahara Desert, with no grass growing on it, fish hiding, and corals withering. There was absolutely no life at all.

On the throne in the center, Sals looked down, wondering what he was thinking...

Seeing his figure, Tang Cuo's face was filled with joy, and then he swam quickly towards him.

Tangcuo stretched out his hands and gently stroked his cheeks, "Sals..."

Seeing that he had no reaction, Tangcuo called out several times in a row.

Sals' eyes were still empty, as if he couldn't hear any sound, and he was just silently immersed in his own world.

"How...how could this happen?"

[Dear host, there is no way to save a person whose heart is dead. I understand your feelings very well. If it really doesn’t work, you should return to the mission center and we will proceed to the next plane...]

Hearing his words, Tangcuo couldn't help feeling sad. After all, Sals was the first person other than his grandmother who treated him well. Even though he was just a character in the mission and even though all this was not real, he didn't want to give up on him just like that.

"Let me try again. If it really doesn't work, I won't insist." Tang Cuo pursed his lips.

[Of course, the host is free to do as he pleases.]

Tangcuo gently held Sals's cheek, brushed away the hair covering his eyes, moved closer, then lowered his eyes and stared at his lips.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of his cold lips, then moved up clumsily, feeling the warm touch on his lips, and Sals blinked.

Coming back to his senses, he raised his hands and clasped Tang Cuo's neck, deepening the kiss. His kiss was passionate and overbearing, as if he wanted to tear him apart and eat him up, and it lasted for a long time.

Finally, when he was out of breath, Sals let go of his hand, then clasped his hands around his waist and held him in front of him, "Tangcuo, my Tangcuo..." Sals called softly.

"Did you come back to see me? I knew you couldn't bear to leave me."

"Well, I can't bear to leave you." Tang Cuo responded to him.

"Don't leave me, please don't leave me?" Sals' tone was a little anxious.

Listening to his words, Tangcuo raised his head and slightly distanced himself from them, "Sals, listen to me...

I know you can’t accept this fact, and you want to flood the entire land for me to avenge them, but such revenge can’t bring me back, nor can it alleviate the pain in your heart…”

"But if it weren't for them, you and I wouldn't have ended up like this." A hint of paranoia flashed in Sals's eyes. "Come back to life. As long as you come back to life, I promise I won't do anything, okay..."

[Host, pay attention to the time, you will be teleported back soon.] Ono gave a reminder.

"Sales, from now on, you must listen carefully to every word I say. In the eyes of us humans, people have reincarnation.

My body is dead, but that doesn't mean we won't meet again. Maybe one day, I will be reborn with my memories and meet you again."

"Are you telling the truth?"

"Well, I won't lie to you. If you flood the land and the entire human race becomes extinct, I may not even have the chance to reincarnate. Then we may never meet again." Tang Cuo pursed his lips.

"Sales, my time is limited. I said I left a message for you in many conch shells, but you need to search for it by yourself. I can only tell you that there are two in your bedroom..."

[Host, the time has come...]

"Sales, remember what I said..."

As the scene in front of him changed again, when Tangcuo opened his eyes again, he had returned to Sals' side and turned into a soul again.

"No." Sals yelled in shock, suddenly sat up, looked at the familiar scenes around him, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.