Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

Zhang Shenglin followed the little mermaid home. After entering the courtyard, he habitually headed towards the kitchen, whereupon the little mermaid grabbed his hand.

Knowing that the child had practiced the "Finger of the Tomb Raider" and "Bone Shrinking Technique" today, Su Xingze deliberately didn't use any force when he grabbed the child's left hand; it was a force that could be easily broken with the slightest movement.

But the child didn't move; he just stood there looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Xingze?" Zhang Shenglin had returned very late today because of extra training, and he wanted to make dinner as soon as possible.

Su Xingze clicked his tongue and pulled the child into the main room where they usually ate.

As soon as they stepped into the main room, the candles on the table against the wall lit up automatically.

In the center of the main room was an eight-immortal table. Upon seeing the food on the table, Zhang Shenglin's pupils dilated slightly.

On the bright red lacquered octagonal table, two dishes and a soup, along with two bowls of rice, were neatly arranged. The three dishes and the soup were covered with a white, transparent, bubble-like cover.

The little mermaid beside him snapped her fingers, and the white bubbles gently burst open, turning into light, floating foam that rose and disappeared.

As the bubbles burst, a burst of heat spread across the table, along with a rich and overpowering aroma.

There aren't many edible vegetables in Northeast China during winter, but that's not a problem for the little mermaids.

The dishes were crisp and tender stir-fried bok choy and Kung Pao chicken, and the soup was a steaming bowl of mutton soup. The bubbles were probably used to keep it warm. All three dishes looked like they had just come out of the pot.

"Eat up, and then go take a medicinal bath."

The Zhang family's medicinal bath recipe is publicly available in the Zhang family's inner quarters. After Su Xingze reviewed it, he used the system's functions to deduce and modify some of the medicinal ingredients, resulting in a new medicinal bath recipe that is more effective in repairing and transforming the body.

Of course, the required medicinal materials are also rarer and more precious, and some of them are only available in the system shop. Fortunately, once the child started learning, the accumulation of points never stopped.

Zhang Shenglin was surprised that the little merman could cook, and it was surprisingly delicious. In the end, he finished most of the meal by himself.

After the meal, Su Xingze didn't let the child wash the dishes. He snapped his fingers, and the dirty dishes flew to the kitchen on their own. A ball of white foam enveloped the dishes, then dispersed, leaving them clean, and they flew automatically into the cupboard.

This little life-saving technique was something he developed a long time ago to be lazy. When he first became a monster, although he still had memories of his human days, he was particularly irritable. So his father made him do all sorts of chores every day after he finished studying to temper his temper.

Zhang Shenglin was exhausted today. He was already drowsy while taking a medicinal bath, and fell asleep the moment his head hit the bed afterward. Therefore, he was unaware that after he fell asleep, Su Xingze put away his 'shell' and transformed into his strange merman form, identified his direction, and flew towards a certain area inside the Zhang family compound.

The medicinal bath had a remarkable effect. When Zhang Shenglin woke up the next morning, he did not feel any lingering fatigue from yesterday's training.

His dark eyes were calm and bright, showing no trace of the drowsiness he had just woken up from his sleep.

Zhang Shenglin looked down at the little mermaid lying on his chest; his sleeping posture was as domineering and unrestrained as ever.

Its tail was sticking out, draped horizontally across the pillow, almost touching his face. Its upper body, however, was fast asleep, nestled against his chest, its body forming a crescent shape.

Even after seeing it so many times, Zhang Shenglin still felt a strange unease about his contorted sleeping posture.

He reached out and touched the little mermaid's almost folded waist, gently pressing on his spine to carefully check, afraid that it might break when he wasn't looking.

Perhaps the temperature of his fingertips was a little cool, making the little merman uncomfortable. He shook his tail, and his tail fin swept around his waist in a more contorted posture, as if to drive away the 'insects' that were disturbing his sleep.

Zhang Shenglin sighed softly, gently lifted the little merman and straightened his body, placing him on the bed, even though he knew that it wouldn't be long before the little merman would revert to that sleeping posture that pushed the limits of human endurance.

When Zhang Shenglin arrived at the training ground, the others had not yet arrived. He habitually began his morning exercise, running around the training ground. The other teenagers from the clan school, who had just run two laps, gradually joined him.

After finishing his morning exercise, he was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his breath condensed into white vapor in the air and then dispersed.

Zhang Shengchun put his hand on his shoulder and greeted him: "You're here as early as ever."

Zhang Shenglin glanced at him indifferently, somewhat confused as to when they had become so familiar. He gently shook the hand off his shoulder and silently began to practice his boxing.

His diligence astonished Zhang Shengchun, who shouted exaggeratedly—a shout relative to the other young men in the Zhang family.

"Do you have to work so hard! You just finished running so many laps and you're already practicing boxing. The teacher won't say anything if you rest a little longer. Besides, the teacher doesn't have time to pay attention to us today, so it's okay to slack off a little."

Just as everyone was quietly adjusting their breathing and relaxing, Zhang Shengchun's voice was very abrupt, so everyone heard what he said.

"Shengchun, what does it mean that the teacher doesn't have time to pay attention to us?"

The children in the clan school all knew that their teacher had a telescope that he had obtained from a foreigner. The training ground was flat and spacious, with no high walls obstructing the view, so the telescope could see what was happening in the training ground from a great distance.

Therefore, even if the teacher didn't come, all the boys obediently carried out their training on their own, for fear of being seen by the teacher somewhere if they were slacking off.

Now, judging from Zhang Shengchun's words, it seems that something happened to the teacher, and he doesn't have the energy to pay attention to them now.

Zhang Shengchun chuckled twice, looking mysterious.

The other boys watched him quietly, without urging him. They figured that Zhang Shengchun would eventually blurt it out on his own, given his personality.

Sure enough, Zhang Shengchun soon began to speak in a mysterious manner.

"I heard that the teacher was half asleep at home last night and accidentally triggered a mechanism in his house when he got up in the middle of the night, resulting in serious injuries. Dr. Yi left his yard this morning."

"Ouch!"

"real or fake!"

"The teacher was indeed injured by a mechanical device at home."

"This is impossible!"

"Shengchun, where did you hear this gossip from?"

"A teacher couldn't possibly make such a basic mistake."

The Zhang family has a penchant for setting traps and mechanisms in their own home, so they rarely visit other people's homes.

Stepping on a trap in an unfamiliar place is one thing, but to do it in your own home sounds incredibly unreliable.

Which member of the Zhang family doesn't know their own mechanisms inside and out? What kind of elementary mistake would it take to not even be able to avoid one's own mechanisms?

So even though Zhang Shengchun spoke with absolute certainty, the boys still looked skeptical.

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask Heshan. His grandfather is the clan chief, so he must already know about this."

So the boys turned to Zhang Heshan for confirmation.

Zhang Heshan did know about this matter, because his grandfather was the clan chief, so he knew more details.

"The teacher was indeed injured."

"It started when the teacher was passing by a mechanism that was suddenly triggered. In an attempt to dodge the projectiles, the teacher accidentally stepped on a patch of ice. The thin ice was too slippery, and the teacher slipped and accidentally triggered another mechanism. With each accident, the mechanisms were triggered one after another. In the end, the teacher was unable to avoid one of the mechanisms and was injured."

“My dad went to check the mechanisms in the teacher’s house in the middle of the night and found that the mechanism that was first triggered had rusted, so it would activate automatically with the slightest vibration. The teacher was just unlucky afterwards, otherwise, given his familiarity with his own house, he wouldn’t have been injured.”

Only then did the boys believe that their teacher was really in their own home and had been seriously injured by the trap they had set.

"This is too unlucky."

"It seems I should remind my dad when I get back that if our house's mechanisms malfunction due to rust, I won't be as skilled as my teacher."

Hearing the boy's words, Zhang Heshan remained silent. There was one more thing he hadn't said: the teacher had said that he had maintained the rusted mechanism just two days ago, and there were no traces of rust at the time.