Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

Although animals cannot speak human language, they can understand the words of their own kind.

Sia was wary of humans, but not of her own kind. She gently picked up the little octopus from the ground. Her eyes, as clear as the sea, were filled with longing and affection. She was quite envious of the little octopus; although it was small, it could escape from this cage.

Looking at the mermaid who was as beautiful as a goddess, Song Yi thought, "Just based on her appearance, even if her blood were poisonous, humans wouldn't let her go, let alone if it were useful." Song Yi's eyes were on Xiya when suddenly, a gentle female voice appeared in his mind and thanked it.

Song Yi was stunned. Xi Ya hadn't opened her mouth to speak, but it seemed like she was the one who said it.

This is an innate ability of Xiya. In fact, Xiya can not only speak, but she can also communicate with living beings through her thoughts.

Song Yi was unsure, so he wanted to test it out.

"How old are you this year? How long have you been trapped here? What do you like to eat?"

Sea creatures are generally quite simple, and octopuses are considered to be relatively intelligent. However, Xiya did not expect that the little octopus in her hand was actually quite talkative.

Xiya smiled and lowered her head. After being locked up here for so long, it was good to have someone to talk to.

West Asia: "I am over six hundred years old. I was born from the ocean. I have been trapped here for almost fifty years. As for my favorite food..."

Xiya suddenly leaned closer to the baby octopus: "I like to eat baby octopus."

Song Yi's previously relaxed body suddenly tensed up.

"No way, girl, you look so innocent, like you grew up drinking dew, and you actually like to eat octopus?"

Realizing that Song Yi had been fooled, Xi Ya burst out laughing.

She touched the little octopus's head with her hand: "Just kidding, I don't eat octopus."

Xiya found the baby octopus's reaction very interesting:

"Do you have a name?"

Song Yi nestled in Xi Ya's palm:

"Yes, my name is Song Yi."

The names of marine creatures are very simple. They don't have much intelligence to name themselves, so they usually use certain characteristics as their names. For example, sharks are called Big Guy, Fang Boy, Fish-Eating Monster, etc.

This is the first time I've heard of someone with a proper name like Song Yi.

Xiya: "Were you released into the sea? Were you a human's pet before?"

As Song Yi pondered how to answer the question, a rumbling sound suddenly came from above. When Xi Ya heard this sound, the hand holding the little octopus paused, and she instinctively hid the little octopus in a seashell.

Song Yi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, as if something had covered him. He peered out through the gaps in the seashell.

A transparent elevator descended from above and stopped after reaching Pingdu, which is the same level as Xiya.

There were three people standing in the transparent elevator. The one in the lead was a guy in a suit, and the two people behind him were wearing white jumpsuits.

Bell greeted Sia warmly in the elevator:

"Xiya, how have you been these past few days?"

The gentle expression on Xiya's face when she was talking to Song Yi had long since disappeared; now it was as cold as an icicle from the bottom of the sea.

Bell was the first human she saved fifty years ago, and also the human who brought annihilation to her kind.

At the time, Bell was 24 years old. He fell into the sea after a plane crash. The kind-hearted Sia happened to be in the middle of the ocean, so she rescued Bell and fed him her own blood to keep him alive.

When Bell returned to land, he was surprised to find that all his wounds had healed. After a blood test, he discovered that his cells seemed to have gained a mysterious power, aging extremely slowly.

Then Bell remembered the time when Sia fed him blood.

Bell looks no different from when he was 24, but he is actually 74 years old.

After capturing other merfolk, he took them to the laboratory to conduct experiments. Because he did not understand the merfolk's habit of dying out of water, all the merfolk he had experimented with died.

West Asia is now his cash cow and the elixir of life that allows him to live longer. He specifically established a base at sea for West Asia.

Every month they would come to extract blood from West Asia, or take other things from West Asia to sell to the rich. Blood was their priceless elixir of immortality, while scales and hair were the high-end jewelry that women were madly pursuing.

Sia ignored Bell, and Bell didn't care either. He continued to tell Sia about his recent interesting experiences, while two staff members behind him skillfully picked up the terrifying syringes and operated the machine to draw Sia's blood.

The needle pierced her flesh, and Sia endured immense pain. Over the years, she had stopped resisting because resistance was futile, and if she didn't resist, Bell would leave after getting what she wanted.

The vial was full of blood; Song Yi estimated it to be at least 300 milliliters. Due to her weakness, the scales on Xiya's body were slightly dull in color.

Bell made the most of Sia's value, extracting 300 ml of blood each month to prevent Sia from dying from excessive blood loss, and allowing her to recover in a month.

And he could sell each milliliter of that 300 milliliters of blood for 200 million.

Bell: "Xiah, before we knew it, we've been together for fifty years. You know, you're the most important person in my life."

Bell would say these things to her every now and then. Sia was used to being disgusted and was immune to it. She wouldn't react to Bell. But today, she couldn't help herself because the little octopus behind her was too talkative.

A string of bubbles suddenly appeared in the seashell in front of Sia, but Bell didn't pay much attention to it.

Song Yi: "Pah, disgusting, scumbag, greasy, pretentious, ugh~"

"A hypocritical, perverted, and mentally unstable person who locks people in cages and draws their blood, and even claims that he is the most important person to him. I think you are also quite important to me. Can I lock you up and draw your blood?"

Hey, that's a good idea.

Song Yi used its two paws to slightly pry open the shell, then stared intently at Bell, memorizing his appearance so that Lu Xiao could deal with him.

For the first time in fifty years, West Asia has encountered such a talking octopus. I wonder who raised this little octopus, and what does "hypocritical" mean?

Sia restrained herself from being distracted by Bell, and finally waited until Bell left before taking Song Yi out of the shell.

Song Yi jumped up and asked, "Xi Ya, are you alright?"

It had been a long time since anyone had cared about her like this. Xiya shook her head and touched the little octopus's head with her fingers. The place where she had her blood drawn was on her arm, and thin strands of blue blood were still seeping out from where the needle had been removed.

With a gentle flick of her fingers, Xi Ya's blood congealed into a blue bead the size of a pearl. She then placed it into another seashell, and Song Yi saw that there were at least a hundred more such beads inside.