"Die for me!"

The blade chopped the last lump of flesh into pieces, turning into drifting ashes in the air. The massive undulating flesh island on the sea disappeared, leaving only a thick layer of gray-black ashes swirling and rolling in the waves.

Quinn floated in the gray sea, many parts of his body missing, such as an eye, the entire left hand, and half of his abdomen. Intestines and other internal organs drifted uncontrollably away.

Quinn worried that healing himself within the influence of the power of Mother Earth Goddess would bring some kind of mutation, so he could only remain in this state for now.

"Ouch... it hurts QAQ." This feeling was really uncomfortable.

The recovery ability of the original flesh giant was terrifying. Quinn could cut it into several pieces, but it would split into as many small giants. However, under the gradual weakening of the "cradle," the giant, which gradually lost its ability to proliferate, was eventually eliminated by "nature," becoming nourishment to enhance Quinn but still leaving him unable to use his abilities.

More than ten minutes had passed since the appearance of the flesh giant, and Quinn was quietly waiting for the frenzy to dissipate.

At this moment, a thin belt of light composed of tiny stars flew towards Quinn, carrying his broken body away from the sea surface and back to the captain's room of the "Future."

Standing in the captain's room, wearing a black robe and exuding a calm and elegant aura, Jadelia stood holding the belt of light connecting her to Quinn. When Quinn fell back into the captain's room, Jadelia sincerely thanked him:

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Quinn."

"The 'Future' owes you one favor."

"It's nothing..."

Although Quinn was a little happy, he still wanted to say: Can you help me heal? My intestines are still hanging out!

"That..."

"I understand."

Before Quinn could speak, Jadelia waved her hand and scattered a dazzling stardust, which fell on Quinn. While his eyes were almost blinded by the brightness, Quinn found that the exaggerated wounds on his body had been healed.

It still hurts... Quinn felt bitter, but he didn't say it.

Right now, he just wanted to get back to his room quickly and lie down until he left the range of Mother Goddess's divine power, then quickly receive some... treatment.

On the way back to his room, he saw Gelman Sparrow and Anderson Hood, both soaking wet. Gelman's face was dark, as if someone owed him fifty-five thousand pounds. Anderson walked quietly towards the restaurant without saying a word.

"Did you... go for a swim?" Quinn's mind was still a bit crazy, so he was speaking a bit recklessly now.

Gelman subtly glanced at the wounds on Quinn's body, frowned slightly, and calmly said, "While you were fighting that monster, we encountered the 'Hell Admiral' Ludvig again."

"He attacked the 'Future' and then ran away."

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Wow, it's one trouble after another. Quinn suddenly became curious about whether Anderson's bad luck had any limits.

Just as he was about to curse Anderson in his heart, suddenly, he saw Gelman walking towards him:

"Hey, hey! What are you doing, that's not okay!"

Completely unexpected to Quinn, Gelman approached him calmly, and slowly, his hand touched Quinn's body, moving flexibly on the surface of his skin.

From the waist to the abdomen, from the arms to the face and shoulders, a strange tingling sensation came from the numb wounds, almost making Quinn unable to think about what was happening.

"Gelman..."

"It's done."

In the brief moment of astonishment for Quinn, Gelman withdrew his hand.

"You... you, you, you...!!"

Quinn pointed at Gelman, unable to form a complete sentence, and his feet twisted in excitement.

Gelman looked at Quinn's expression and paused for a second, seeming to understand something. He looked at Quinn helplessly:

"Look at your wounds."

"Ah?"

Quinn also froze, subconsciously looking at the wounds on his chest and abdomen. He found that they were intact, and blinked his eyes. He found that his left eye had also regained its sight. There were new wounds on his shoulder and arm, but they were not dangerous.

Is this... transferring damage?

He gradually calmed down, but his face became redder and redder, like an eggplant roasted by Darniz.

"Go ask Frank for a bottle of potion."

Gelman walked past Quinn, who seemed to have been roasted, and slowly returned to his room.

Quinn stood in the corridor, took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Too... too..."

Quinn unconsciously cursed in Chinese.

Jadelia stood in the captain's room, with the glass-made port window reflecting the starlight, which reflected the image of the corridor. Quinn and Gelman's figures were clearly visible.

The previous scene was replayed repeatedly, and Jadelia watched quietly. Slowly, she covered her face with her hands.

"Hehehe..."

...

After a while, the "Future," after recuperating, set sail again, breaking through the waves and leaving the range of Mother Earth Goddess's divine power.

Fully recovered, Quinn stared blankly at the sea, idly playing with his hair with his fingers. He wound his hair around his knuckles, gave it a gentle tug, and it broke in his palm.

"Hmph..."

He tossed it aside, and the verdant strands floated into the water, turning into a puddle of pus. Soon, a large school of fish floated belly-up to the surface.

Suddenly, a faint and ethereal singing voice drifted from afar on the sea surface. The song was graceful and alluring, as if it could evoke the most primitive fantasies in one's heart.

Quinn propped his chin with one hand and raised his eyebrows:

"Mermaid?"

!

Not far away on the deck, Gelman, who had changed his clothes, raised his head, seeming somewhat excited. He quickly walked back to his room, not knowing what he was going to do.

Quinn curiously watched him walk back to the cabin, but stubbornly refused to follow and ask.

Suddenly, he had a good idea.

"Hi~"

Quinn suddenly shouted towards the direction where the singing came from, while a gentle affinity spread out.

...!

The singing in the distance abruptly stopped, occasionally there were fragments of sound carried by the sea breeze, as if chatting, then there were splashes of water, as if startled and fled.

Not long after, in the seawater on one side of the "Future's" hull, a wet little head suddenly emerged—a young mermaid who looked like a human girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, but even more adorable.

Quinn waved happily at her, and the little mermaid, imitating him, waved her small hand above the sea surface and gave Quinn a sweet smile, revealing a mouthful of immature little fangs.

She's so cute... Quinn covered his chest, feeling as if there were fluttering butterflies inside, stirred by the fallen goddess.

Before Quinn could speak again, the little mermaid flicked her tail and disappeared into the sea.

Shortly after, Gelman, who had removed one glove, leisurely returned to the deck, seemingly calmly looking at the distant sea breeze and waves.

Quinn dashed over to him with a playful air of surprise. "Gelman! I just heard the mermaid's song!"

Before Gelman could respond, Quinn sighed regretfully to himself, "Unfortunately, I shouted once, and it seems they all swam away!"

Gelman's body stiffened.

"Well, luckily, we can see them again," Quinn continued with a smile on his face.

Gelman seemed uncomfortable leaning against the railing and slowly changed his posture.

"As long as I use my 'Druid' natural affinity, I don't need to shout; they'll come on their own!" Quinn exclaimed gleefully, running his fingers through his hair, feeling triumphant in teasing Gelman.

As Quinn enjoyed the breeze, feeling pleased with himself, Gelman spoke calmly, "Come with me later."

"Huh?" Quinn was stunned once again.