Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

In the time that followed, the child remained a good student, but he would occasionally look at the little mermaid sitting next to him with a confused and puzzled gaze.

Su Xingze pretended to listen attentively to the lesson, but was actually secretly reading the gossip written in the book. Noticing the child's gaze, he swung his leg and gave him a "what's wrong?" look.

Zhang Shenglin shook his head and continued to listen attentively to the lesson.

At lunchtime, Su Xingze took his own meal and sat down in front of the child.

"You seem to have a question."

Su Xingze tasted two bites of the food. His strange sense of taste was different from that of ordinary people. The food that looked good tasted like paper to him.

I divided the food among the children whose appetites have increased recently, and slowly sipped my tea.

Why aren't they surprised?

The little mermaid's appearance was very unique. All the children of the Zhang family who were about the same age knew him. When a strange-looking person suddenly appeared, not only did no one find it strange, but their attitudes also made them think that the little mermaid was a member of the Zhang family.

While waiting for Su Xingze's reply, the child unhesitatingly picked up the food that belonged to Su Xingze and slowly began to eat.

Su Xingze chuckled and reached out to ruffle his hair: "I thought you were going to ask me if I used illusion magic to control them."

Under the child's questioning gaze, Su Xingze didn't keep him in suspense.

"No, it's just a little bit of cognitive interference. I'm very careful."

Su Xingze was very sensible; he only dared to use his abilities on the Zhang family because he knew their bloodline was special—they were incredibly resilient.

He held out a finger to the child, and a drop of bright red blood appeared on his fingertip.

Do you remember those children who were taken to the ancient ruins with you?

When the child saw the drop of blood on his fingertip, his heart skipped a beat; he could feel some kind of connection between that drop of blood and himself.

"This is the Qilin blood that I purified and recreated using the blood of one of the children as the base. The Qilin blood of the Zhang family comes from the same source and is connected by blood. They will instinctively regard me as that child and come up with a reasonable explanation for my existence."

Su Xingze is a forbidden-level anomaly with the strongest ability to devour pollution. He also comes from a world dominated by bloodline beings and has a very deep understanding and research on various special bloodlines.

In addition, his special talent makes it easy for him to simulate and create a Qilin bloodline using the blood of a dead child.

The child stared at the drop of blood; it was only the size of a pearl, yet he couldn't look away.

With a flick of his fingertip, the drop of Qilin blood flew to the child.

Seeing the child's questioning gaze, Su Xingze replied, "It's dessert after dinner. Eat it; it'll help you recover."

The child had blood drawn frequently before, which, given his young age, has damaged his health. If it's not replenished, the child may develop anemia later in life.

Seeing that the child was about to say something, Su Xingze waved his hand, and a pearl-sized amount of Qilin blood took the opportunity to enter the child's mouth.

"How could you..." Before he could finish speaking, a sweet taste filled his mouth. The sweet Qilin blood contained rich energy, and the child instinctively swallowed.

The effects of a single drop of Qilin blood were immediate; the child's fatigue from a morning of classes vanished instantly, and now he's so energetic he could run a hundred laps without getting tired.

Zhang Shenglin: "..."

He had already eaten, and there was no way for him to vomit it up, so he could only look helplessly at the little mermaid.

"Don't do that again next time."

Su Xingze couldn't help but laugh, and pinched the baby fat that the child had recently gained.

"I can recreate a lot of these things in a little time, it will just take some effort, but don't worry about me."

After consuming that drop of purified Qilin blood, the child seemed to have taken some kind of powerful tonic, and his training performance in the afternoon was exceptionally good.

After finishing today's training, Su Xingze saw a relaxed-looking child and a group of Zhang family teenagers around him who were half-dead.

"With such intense training, you seem completely unaffected."

Zhang Shengchun, in a familiar manner, put his arm around the child's shoulder and followed the child listlessly into the changing room.

"No wonder Heshan and his gang can never get the better of you. I'm impressed."

It's already the end of the month, and the monthly break is in a couple of days. The Zhang family school has two days off at the end of each month. To prevent the boys from slacking off during the break, the training intensity is increased several times over as the break approaches.

If these Zhang family boys hadn't trained regularly, they probably wouldn't have been able to walk out of the training field standing up today. Therefore, Zhang Shenglin, who only appeared to have broken a sweat under the same training conditions, won the respect of the Zhang family boys.

Su Xingze stared at the hand that was on the child's shoulder, then subtly brushed it off, forcibly made Zhang Shengchun stand up straight, and urged the child to change his clothes quickly, as the child's training clothes were already filthy.

Seeing Xingze's actions, as if he were afraid of crushing Zhang Shenglin, Zhang Shengchun laughed in exasperation: "Xingze, you seem to have some misunderstanding about the physique of the Zhang family. How much do I weigh? I could never crush this kid."

Su Xingze was a germaphobe, and Zhang Shengchun looked like he had rolled in mud, a truly pitiful sight. He silently took a step back and reminded him, "We still need to visit the sick person, and it will get dark soon if we don't hurry."

Zhang Shengchun glanced at the distance between himself and the man: "...Treatment differently, is that it?"

With that in mind, Zhang Shengchun took a few steps into the changing room, quickly washed off the dirt, and changed into clean clothes.

He's not a germaphobe, but given the choice, who would want to wear dirty clothes?

The Zhang family youths had agreed to visit a sick member of their clan, so they didn't separate after leaving the training ground.

“The four of them live in different places, so let’s split into groups of three or four to visit each one, that way we won’t have to go to each one individually.”

The Zhang family's inner quarters were quite large. Although the four sick relatives were not far apart, if they were to visit each one individually, it would be completely dark by the time they finished. It was more time-efficient to separate them like this.

Because Zhang Shengchun believed he was more familiar with Zhang Shenglin and Su Xingze, and his house was in the same direction as Zhang Heshan's, the three of them split up and headed to Zhang Heshan's house.

Zhang Heshan is the grandson of the clan chief, and the place where he lives is obviously different from the child's small, dilapidated courtyard.

The courtyard has four sections, and the front garden is also very well maintained.

After Zhang Shengchun knocked on the door, a woman wearing a short jacket and long skirt came to open it shortly afterward.

Everyone lived in the same area, and apart from Su Xingze who couldn't tell who was who, Zhang Shengchun and Zhang Shenglin both knew the person who opened the door.

“Aunt Shengxue, we heard that Heshan has been sick for a few days, so we came to visit him.”

Zhang Shengxue is Zhang Heshan's aunt. Judging from the generational names, Zhang Shengchun and Zhang Shenglin are actually of the same generation. However, the Zhang family members live very long lives, and apart from the person who is specifically responsible for recording the family genealogy, they rarely pay attention to the generational order.

If seniority is truly important, intermarriage within the same family could result in grandchildren marrying grandmothers, and in such cases, determining the generational order of the children born would become a problem.

Aside from certain rules, the Zhang family is actually quite open-minded.

Therefore, in the Zhang family, apart from the generational hierarchy among family members, nothing else is so clearly defined.

Zhang Shengxue was familiar with the two people at the door. He exchanged pleasantries with Zhang Shengchun, and then looked at Zhang Shenglin with a slightly complicated expression.

"Sheng...Lin, are you here to see Heshan too?"

Clearly, Zhang Shengxue had also heard about the discord between her nephew and Zhang Shenglin.

Zhang Shenglin nodded silently. Zhang Shengxue knew his personality and didn't say anything more, looking at the only stranger, Su Xingze.

Zhang Shengxue looked somewhat dazed: "...Xingze is here too. Heshan hasn't been doing well these past few days, so seeing you all should make him a little happier."

This time, Zhang Shenglin captured the changes in Zhang Shengxue's expression when facing the little merman, from unfamiliarity, wariness, and doubt to sudden realization.

They weren't very familiar with Su Xingze; they treated him like a complete stranger from their clan.

Zhang Shengxue hadn't changed much. The little mermaid was indeed as sensible as he had said, and the child silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Xingze was unaware of the child's thoughts. If he had known, he would have been happy to explain to the child the principles behind his cognitive interference.

Su Xingze's cognitive interference wasn't a simple, crude way of forcibly inserting a piece of knowledge into a person's brain. Instead, it was a clever grafting of a pre-existing impression onto the individual. The affected person would then logically reconcile the changes, making the shift natural and completely unaware that they had ever been subjected to cognitive interference.