Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

Braving the oncoming evil wind, He Feng squinted to get a clear look at the person lying on the bed.

He held the ice pack high to relieve the "low temperature" that made him sweat profusely.

He saw a piece of meat, or rather, layers upon layers of "meat," forming a structure like a pagoda, a collapsed and limp pile lying there.

Like toads stripped of their bones and clustered on a mountain of flesh, they evoke both disgust and a sense of morbid curiosity.

It is rising and falling slowly, like the breath of life, rising and falling with each tremor.

He Feng walked to the iron bed that almost blinded him and tentatively poked the huge thing, making the pile of flesh shudder.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Qi Ruanxue glared resentfully at He Feng, a rare look of displeasure appearing on her beautiful face.

"I was just a little curious. I didn't expect you people here to have the habit of keeping exotic pets," He Feng replied, scratching his head.

In this world completely overrun by monsters, normal creatures are a rare sight, so it's understandable that He Feng would think this way.

"Weren't we supposed to be talking to your lord? Where is he?"

Qi Ruanxue, still fuming, huffed and replied with a hint of temper, "Right in front of you."

"You mean this meat?" He Feng asked, looking surprised. "This can't even be called a person."

Qi Ruanxue glared angrily at He Feng, her cheeks pouting, but in her anger, she had no choice but to give up and bring her thoughts back to the mountain of flesh.

"Grandpa, it's time to wake up. Someone is looking for you."

Qi Ruanxue shook the mountain of flesh that was thumping loudly as she spoke softly.

After this reminder, He Feng put aside his opinions and kept scrutinizing the creature.

The skin not covered by the blankets still showed the sheen of human skin, a sickly waxy yellow.

Strangely, He Feng had a preconceived notion that this thing was sick, and he subconsciously felt that it was a person!

"Kid, is someone coming?"

A broken sound, tinged with phlegm, emerged from a crevice halfway up the mountain of flesh. The sound was extremely dry and weak, like a flexible tube being bent while blowing air—incredibly feeble yet requiring great effort.

An eye peeked out from the crack in the flesh, curiously scrutinizing He Feng. It danced on the surface of the mountain of flesh, appearing quite pleased.

"Oh, so the guests have arrived. Look at this old man in such a sorry state. Kid, help your grandpa out!"

With tears welling in her eyes, Qi Ruanxue slowly unfolded her body.

Then, they began searching for flowing facial features on it, trying to piece together a human face.

After much effort, the eyes, nose, eyebrows, and even the mouth were shaped into a protrusion from the malleable fleshy mountain.

They pieced together the five limbs of a human to create a simple human head.

But the head also moves around constantly due to the properties of fluids or gravity, which requires her to wait by her side to make minor adjustments.

Help them to develop a face that is as kind as possible.

The deputies briefly explained all the information to the left ear, which was still shifting and changing position.

At this point, the mouth part began to speak first.

"You must be the lord of that Azure ship up there. I know you; you're a very capable young man."

"Nice to meet you. I am Qi Donglong, the lord of this fortress, an old man nearing the end of his life, hehe."

This response immediately raised alarm bells in He Feng's mind. He drew the dagger from his waist and faced the helpless, paralyzed mass of flesh as if facing a formidable enemy.

The underwater tentacles he had encountered earlier had already given him a major setback, and this thing in front of him was just as bizarre, so He Feng was naturally on edge.

"What are you doing! He's my grandfather, he can't do anything to threaten you!" the girl scolded.

He Feng's eyes were as cold and sharp as his blade. "This was just a precautionary measure to prevent danger."

"This way, it'll be better for both of us." Scanning the reactions of those around him, and seeing that none of the other party's three henchmen made any hostile moves to draw their weapons, He Feng sheathed his sword.

"He is indeed a remarkable young man." The face, which resembled the style of Picasso, began to change again.

His eyebrows darted around like playful little crawling insects, his two eyes, which were placed backwards, squinted with a smile, and his mouth revealed a mouthful of rotten teeth as he laughed heartily.

The bizarre way the other person managed their expression made He Feng's eyebrows furrow, but he could indeed sense their goodwill.

Before we officially discuss business, may I ask you something else? Just to satisfy some of my curiosity.

"It's good to be curious, so go ahead and ask. It's good for old people to have strangers to chat with."

Why did you become like this?

He Feng hunched over, meeting those eyes that seemed to see right through humanity, and maintained at least a basic level of respect.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid we can't say this..." Qi Ruanxue whispered anxiously into Qi Donglong's left ear.

"It's okay, it's not good to keep things to yourself with your friends."

After a brief explanation, the mouth on its head started moving and chattering.

"Have you ever seen one of those things you can touch but can't see? You know, the kind that pops something into your head as soon as it appears? Whether you know it or not is up to you."

He Feng answered very frankly: "Once."

This answer made Qi Donglong's eyes light up. He was overjoyed as if he had found a kindred spirit, and his conversation gradually became more frequent.

"You survived, that's amazing, and I'm sorry to have made you remember this."

"You might also like to know what these things are called, but child, the only advice I can give you is to stay as far away from those things as possible. This is my heartfelt advice."

"The Qianjiao encountered this once while sailing on the seabed, but this one incident left me with an indelible scar."

The sound of his mouth became melodious, as if he were reminiscing, and there was a hint of gritted teeth in his words.

"It's best not to let that kind of nonsense fill your mind. When I encountered this thing, if I hadn't made the quick decision to have the first mate break my spine, which drove my body crazy but not my mind, I would have survived."

"My body has gone mad. That's the only explanation I can think of. All the structures in my body have been destroyed, turning me into a monster that causes sensory problems for those around me and can only maintain normal function in a space of about 40 degrees Celsius."

"From then on, I knew that we were no match for this kind of thing. The original Qianjiao could only make a living by relying on the opening of these markets."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to reopen your wounds, I'm very sorry." He Feng's face was full of apology, and he felt deeply guilty.

"It's not your fault, kid, it really isn't your fault. Most normal people would feel even worse if they saw me in this state."

"Child, what business do you want to discuss with me? Let's see how I can help you, as it's in return for the kindness of giving me a way out of my predicament."

"I need your city expansion blueprints, and... as many Thunder Eels as possible."