Feasibility of Mermaids Infiltrating Qilin

After regaining some strength, the child took the medicine given to him by the tribal doctor and left.

His living quarters were a room of only about 9 square meters, a side room in a small courtyard.

This is his deceased adoptive father's house, and as his adoptive father's adopted son, he has the right to inherit this small courtyard. The clan will not take it back in the short term, but if he does not demonstrate sufficient ability in the following years, his adoptive father's house will be taken away.

Zhang Shenglin, who was cleaning the house, paused for a moment, pursed his lips, and continued what he was doing.

The clan will not have a chance to take his house away.

Su Xingze followed the child home, and the moment he entered the courtyard, he thoroughly explored it.

On the surface, it is just an ordinary small courtyard house with a main house and two side rooms on the left and right. One of the side rooms is the kitchen, and the other side room is the house where Zhang Shenglin is currently living.

The courtyard has a small backyard where some easy-to-care-for fruits and vegetables are grown. In the corner of the backyard, there is a back door, and next to the back door is a small house, which is the courtyard toilet.

On the surface, it looks like an ordinary courtyard, but that's only if Su Xingze doesn't discover the secret room beneath the courtyard.

In the study of the main house, Su Xingze discovered a secret passage. The mechanism of the passage was not well hidden. Su Xingze opened the passage and went down into a small secret room.

Upon entering the secret room, a strong stench of blood hit you, as if someone had bled a lot of blood here.

The blood tasted familiar; it was the blood of the little Qilin.

Apart from the little Qilin's blood, there was no other smell in the entire secret chamber.

Su Xingze's eyes darkened, and time in the secret room began to rewind in his eyes.

He saw the child lying on the bed, a little smaller than he was now. Next to him was the Zhang family member who had died in front of the child in the ancient city; he must have been the child's adoptive father.

The Zhang family member held a sharp knife and mercilessly slashed the child's wrist. Bright red blood gushed from the wound and flowed into the container below.

People with the bloodline of the Qilin have a strong self-healing ability, but the wound was too big. It was only half healed when the container was almost full.

The Zhang family applied a medicated plaster to the child's wound, bandaged it simply, and then, without even glancing at the pale-faced child, left the secret room carrying a container filled with the child's blood.

The events that had happened in the secret room kept flashing before Su Xingze's eyes. Without exception, the images he saw were of children having their blood drawn.

Feeling the increasingly intense rejection and suppression, Su Xingze's forehead was covered in fine sweat.

If he continued watching, something bad would happen. He cut off the time travel and sighed softly.

"Poor little Qilin." He actually felt guilty about his adoptive father.

This little Qilin strangely matched his memory of Qilin.

Perhaps the Zhang family did not mutate as he guessed; it's just that their bloodline concentration was insufficient, resulting in limited inheritance of Qilin power and other attributes.

After using the time rewind ability, Su Xingze became visibly much weaker.

He flew back to the small courtyard listlessly and saw the child sweeping the yard. He then flew listlessly to his head and lay down.

Feeling the extra weight on his head, the child thought, "..."

The little mermaid wasn't heavy; it just flattened the child's hair a bit.

"Little Qilin, I'm tired."

The child didn't quite understand why she was lying on his head when she was tired.

The child was puzzled, but he didn't want to say.

So, with the child's consent, Su Xingze completely used the child's head as a mobile bed.

There was no way around it; this world was on high alert and watching him closely. The time travel ability he had just used consumed more than ten times the energy he used before in this world, and the longer he used it, the greater the consumption.

Moreover, the world's consciousness feared the pollution of his dissipated energy and treated him with ruthlessness. The longer it went on, the stronger the pressure became. Su Xingze, however, wanted to test his limits, which is why he ended up in this half-dead state.

When he gets close to the child, the invisible restraint that seemed to be everywhere loosens up a lot. The child is like a useful lightning rod. In order to avoid being struck by lightning, Su Xingze naturally has to hold him tightly.

In the evening, the child skillfully started a fire and cooked a simple meal, which was really incredibly simple.

Steamed, slightly yellowed buns and vegetables seasoned only with salt—that was the child's dinner.

The child even kindly asked Su Xingze if he wanted to eat, but Su Xingze looked at the food, which looked so unappetizing that it made him lose all appetite, and twitched his lips before refusing.

At the same time, he was reinforced in his mind that the child was a pitiful little thing.

Such food can only ensure that the child doesn't starve. During the recovery period after excessive blood loss, eating only such food will not provide enough nutritional supplements. Even with the bloodline of the Qilin, it is impossible to create the energy needed for recovery out of thin air.

Su Xingze shook his head. This child should be grateful that he has a good concentration and purity of bloodline.

The medicine given by the tribal doctor was very effective. In just two days, the child's wounds had healed, leaving only shallow scars.

After spending two days with the child, Su Xingze realized that the child was withdrawn.

For two whole days, the child didn't leave the courtyard. Every morning, he would get up and do half an hour of morning exercise, then eat breakfast, read books, change his wound dressings, and then go to the backyard to pick some vegetables and fruits to make a dish that Su Xingze had no appetite for. That's how the day went by.

Because of insufficient nutrition, the child's wounds healed, but his face was still bloodless. Su Xingze was really afraid that his human-shaped buff would be gone, so he spent most of his remaining points to buy a blood-replenishing pill in the store.

The child received the fragrant, snow-white pill, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"why?"

His past experience told him that no one in this world would be kind to him for no reason. Even the respect his clansmen had shown him before was for a purpose.

Therefore, after his true identity was revealed, his clansmen with various motives instantly changed their attitudes, showing hatred, disgust, and contempt... After he lost his value, he saw all kinds of looks.

This pill called the Blood-Replenishing Pill looks extraordinary, so what does the little mermaid want to get from it?

But apart from the house he inherited from his adoptive father and a small amount of money, he had nothing.

Zhang Shenglin became increasingly confused.

Su Xingze stretched out his tail and pointed it at him with a half-smile: "You are more useful to me than you think. If you eat it and then die, I'll be in big trouble."

Zhang Shenglin had no idea what effect he would have on the little mermaid. He could tell that the little mermaid was not lying, and he did not sense any malice from the little mermaid. Finally, urged by the little mermaid, he took the blood-replenishing pill.

The blood-replenishing pill was very effective. Zhang Shenglin felt a warm current rising from his stomach, which spread throughout his body, dispelling the pervasive coldness.

He didn't have a mirror in his hand, otherwise he would have noticed that his pale face had now turned rosy.

Seeing that the child's complexion had improved, Su Xingze nodded in satisfaction.

However, when he glanced at his system points balance, he realized he didn't have enough points left to buy another blood-replenishing pill.

Should he open a course and learn from it?

A chill ran down his spine, and Su Xingze dismissed the thought.

It's impossible to learn unless the person learning isn't him.

For some reason, Su Xingze looked at the child who had started chopping wood.