The Fallen Merman Chapter 75

Published at 5th of August 2022 01:18:18 PM

Translator: ThatLazyPotato

Translation Checker: Rin 

Editor: Numiya

Proofreader: Khun

Although he had experienced the simulation of Rimbaud's maturity stage during the ATWL exam, it still felt mystifying hearing his fluent Chinese in real life.

Bai Chunian stood rigidly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was utterly speechless. 

“How long will this agent last?” Rimbaud's calm voice teased in the alpha's ears. The tip of his ice-cold tail hooked onto Bai Chunian's collar, unbuttoning it to expose his collarbone and pectoral muscles.

“24 hours.” Bai Chunian answered stiffly.

“I'll cherish it.” Rimbaud smiled, lifting the special iron chains fastened on his neck and wrist with his slender fingers. “The humans' high-tech invention hanging on me is depriving me of all strength.”

“Let me remove it.” Bai Chunian squatted on one knee near the pool and twisted off the restraints confining Rimbaud. Although Bai Chunian's Bone Armour could easily break off the alloy, he still positioned his palm on the side of the handcuffs near Rimbaud's skin, so as to not scratch the merman's skin with the cross section of the handcuffs and collar.

Rimbaud didn't conceal his fiery gaze whatsoever. His blatant staring landed on the alpha's focused face, and his wet, long webbed hand gently traced the outlines of Bai Chunian's handsome facial features.

Bai Chunian hesitantly reached out his hand once he finished severing and shattering all the chains, “You… can hold on to me.”

After the constraints fell off, the wounds on Rimbaud's face gradually healed. His skin was glowing as brightly as before, and his elbow rested against the pool's edgel. He shifted closer to the alpha's face, and he asked next to the alpha's ear in a gentle and husky voice, “You've been staring at me. Do you want to kiss me?”

It wasn't obvious when he spoke incoherently during his cultivation stage, but his voice was akin to a French singer Bai Chunian was fond of. He had an angel-like face but the tone of his voice was mellow and charming, comparable to rich coffee and opulent wine delicately striking the glass. 

Bai Chunian did his best to suppress his desires, as he clenched the outstretched hand aimed towards Rimbaud into a fist.

“Randi.” Rimbaud supported his head with his hand and eyed Bai Chunian. “Are you considering this as a betrayal of the me in cultivation stage?”

“Shut up first, do you know where this is?” Bai Chunian grabbed his thin shoulders, ferociously bit his lips, captured his wonton tongue, and seized the air in his lungs, leaving him breathless.

“Let's go.” He carried Rimbaud out of the water and had him stick close to his chest for warmth. The freezing cold water gave Rimbaud hypothermia, stiff joints, and the speed of his self-healing also declined. The messy wounds on his body grew pale with blisters, and to abruptly go from cold to hot in a short period of time provoked great harm upon the merman's body. 

“Your kissing technique is not bad… Have you seriously practiced it beforehand?” Rimbaud obediently wrapped around Bai Chunian, the end of his tail twisting onto Bai Chunian's left leg. He licked his lips, reminiscing about the kiss from just now.

Bai Chunian fled while cradling him, stealthily avoiding the cameras, and whispered, “I can use my tongue to tie the tip of your tail into a knot.”

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The alpha's innocent reaction pleased Rimbaud. He nabbed Bai Chunian's earlobe within his mouth and sucked on it. “It's so hot right here… Why did it turn red? Did my words make you shy?”

“Stop talking.” Bai Chunian released a wisp of oppressive pheromones. Rimbaud's overused gland was presently still rather weak, so he was stimulated by the domineering pheromones. He drew in a breath with a hiss, rested on the alpha's shoulder, and quieted down. “When I fuck you, I'll also bully you using suppressive pheromones.”

“Sure.” Bai Chunian raised a corner of his lips, “Try me.”

Now he could concentrate on the escape route. 

After turning a few corners, two patrolling police officers at the end of the hallway faced them. They both wore guns around their waists. When they spotted Bai Chunian holding Rimbaud, they were stunned and promptly whipped out their pistols from their holsters, then contacted their superior to report the situation.

The faucet of the sink in the corner was not tightly shut. Rimbaud's fingertips emitted electricity to turn it on. The flowing water produced a transparent grenade gun in Rimbaud's hand and he fired six hydro bombs at the two officers.

Although Rimbaud didn't compact the water molecules into the density of standard hydrated steel, and therefore it didn't emanate a true bomb's potency, the liquid bomb still had considerable impact when it exploded. The blast wave swept the two police officers out, pouring water over their heads and faces. Their walkie-talkies also short-circuited after getting drenched, hence they couldn't relay further information.

“Hang on to me.” Bai Chunian said. 

Rimbaud heard him and wrapped his arms around the alpha's waist and grabbed at the clothes on his back. Bai Chunian protected the merman's torso in his embrace singlehandedly. His nimble steps lightly sprang across the wall; every groove on the surface could be his landing point. Like an agile and ferocious tall hunting cat, he silently bypassed several red laser beams and escaped towards the planned route.

Rimbaud's weapon changed depending on the water sources they passed by—sometimes it was a pistol, and sometimes it was a bazooka.

His marksmanship was accurate, the high-pressure water explosives were fired using enough precision to cause the other party to faint. No one could possibly obstruct them in their path. Rimbaud did not compress the water-made ammunition into steel hydration ammunition. However, only puddles were left on the ground following the explosion. The droplets then evaporated, which left no evidence that an attack had ensued.

The pure black Bentley was waiting outside the Detention Center. Suddenly, the Detention Center's alarm bell could be heard ringing. Bai Chunian and Rimbaud were most likely being surrounded and hunted down. 

Domino propped his chin with his hand and reclined against the edge of the car window. “Now this is a problem. If they get recorded on surveillance as evidence, everything we worked for would go down the drain. I'll move in to help them a little.”

The alpha behind the wheel silently agreed.

Domino hopped out of the car and took off his hood. His antennae rose up from his curls, collected a pebble haphazardly from the ground, and tossed it high in the sky. A pair of blazing red phantom scaled wings loomed behind him; the butterfly wings lightly flapped, signifying that his J1 ability was instinctively activated.

Sunset Morpho gland's J1 ability, “Chain Reaction”: Doing something arbitrarily would completely alter an event's direction of development (direction cannot be controlled). 

The flying stone hit a wildflower sprouting in the cracks of a short, dilapidated brick wall. A bee perched on the plant got startled, flew off with a buzz, landed on the window frame of the Detention Center, and crawled inside through the small opening.

The police officer currently pursuing Bai Chunian and Rimbaud directly bumped into this bee, which stung him on the nose. He shouted loudly and fired his gun—the bullet dismantled a surveillance camera, fell, and overturned an undiluted disinfectant on the windowsill.

The security officer in the Control Room noticed that one of the monitors suddenly displayed static, so he contacted and reported to the patrolling officers adjacent to that area to investigate the situation.

The next officer, who was just about to go on duty, received the news from the security officer. The cigarette ashes dropped from his hand onto the resting bed's pillow without him realizing it. When he left the room, the ashes were ignited by a breeze, which started a fire on the bed sheet. The flames in the duty room raged on; from the pillow to the window curtains, to the duty book on the table, and the entire bookshelf was blazing. 

The vast fire spread outside the room, lighting the ethanol that was spilled on the cleaning supplies. The cleaning rag, mop, as well as the dirty sheets and clothes in the cleaning cart on their way to the wash were all set aflame. The fire alarms detected smoke and fire, thus proceeded to spray massive amounts of water to extinguish the flames. The entire corridor became extremely chaotic.

The patrolling officer, who was still in the hall, lost his targets amidst the havoc.

Bai Chunian crawled out of the ventilation duct with Rimbaud. He jumped down from the high-rise building, the tip of his toes silently cushioned his landing, and then vanished from the old and bustling street.

The Bentley started up, Domino slipped into the car, and subsequently left the Detention Center via its back entrance discreetly. 

Han Xingqian and Xiao Xun were nearby. They returned to the site where Rimbaud and the group of Bombardier Beetle alphas had fought. The bloody scene was being strictly guarded and photographed by the police.

In a hidden place, Han Xingqian utilized his J1 ability Strength Reset, restoring the ground and walls covered with blood and battle scars to their brand new and clean state.

Afterwards, he employed Strength Reset on the photographing equipment the officers were handling, diminishing their service life by half again and again until when they pressed the shutter button. The cameras began smoking and were completely scrapped.

Xiao Xun scaled the high-rise while the police were maintaining order. He wielded the water gun he obtained from a store to shoot pellet bombs at the police cars. One by one, the cars blew up. The immense explosion's resonance triggered an uproar among the onlookers. The people shouted that it was a terrorist attack. They fled while stirring up trouble by recording and uploading it on public platforms to gain views. 

The Alliance Technology Department commenced their work after receiving the news. Hacking into the city's surveillance network was easy peasy for Duan Yang. He easily eradicated every scene that contained Rimbaud's figure and successfully blamed this disturbance on a non-existant terrorist organization. The citizens thought the assigned officers had apprehended the terrorists, so they enthusiastically sent several pennants as thanks for the police's efforts.

It was like last night's fight never happened. The matter of Bai Chunian forcing his way into the Detention Center and breaking someone out was like a rock sinking underwater; any and all evidence had disappeared.

The Technology Department relayed the entire affair to the President.

After President Yan finished ascertaining the whole story, he silently pulverized the coffee mug in his grasp. He frightened the little omega assistant beside him to the point his legs gave in, kneeling down on the carpet to tidy up the pieces. 

“Announce that there will be an executives meeting at 1:00 p.m.” The voice of the ever sensible and benevolent President even carried an imposing tone today. He calmly stared at the computer and indifferently stated, “It's been too long since I paid attention to that rogue prison; today they have schemed against me.”

“Have Xiao Bai go back to the special training base. Don't have him show up here for the time being. Also, Han Xingqian, I'll take care of the aftermath.”

“Okay. Understood, President.”

Bai Chunian didn't remain in the city. He boarded a ferry boat to return to Greenfly Island's training base. 

Greenfly Island was isolated from outside news; nobody's aware what bloodshed was going on out there. The special trainees trained peacefully and orderly day after day. Nevertheless, the atmosphere here eased Bai Chunian's restlessness.

When the ferry docked, the special trainees lined up in two rows to receive him as per the usual fashion; saluting with their right hand on their chest. Bai Chunian donned his instructor uniform—the black sleeveless special training, leather vest, camouflage pants, mid-calf combat boots, and a black peaked cap.

The attentive trainees could tell that their Instructor was somewhat haggard today, but nobody dared to speak up about it. Bai Chunian greeted the trainees like before. Firefly and Clownfish were at the end of the line. When they saw the instructor, they hugged him emotionally.

After coming back from actual combat at Enxi Hospital, several trainees were awarded the Secret Service's Freebird medal by the President. After graduating this year, they could enter Bai Chunian's search division as a formal member. 

“Very good.” Bai Chunian nuzzled their heads with his rough hand-guards. “Don't get big-headed once you guys join my search division. You must work hard and you're also required to attain good scores on your graduation exam.”

“Wuwu.”

“Stop crying, I don't want bawling kids there. If you guys annoy me with your sobbing, I'll return you guys, and send you back here.

After Bai Chunian comforted the two little omegas with a few words, he turned around and studied Bi Lanxing. “How's your training been going during this period of time?” 

Bi Lanxing's figure was sturdier than when he first arrived, and his skin became a healthy wheat color. He grew a bit taller, appearing taller and more well-proportioned compared to before.

“I've been following the schedule.” Bi Lanxing answered.

Firefly retorted in a low voice, “That's not it at all. He scored first place in every subject for this week's exam… He even got full marks in Theory Class… He won't grant us any way to survive at all.”

“Speaking of Theory Class,” Bai Chunian turned to ask Firefly, “Did you pass your Logic Course?” 

Firefly ran off with his butt lit up.

Greenfly Island, which welcomed the Demon Instructor, became lively.

Rimbaud's lower half was submerged in the seawater, and he held on to the outer edge of the boat to steadily stay afloat. He leaned his head on his hand and watched, his eyes following Bai Chunian's every movement.

“My little randi is very popular ah.” He casually held his cheek while he played with the water. His fingers stirred the seawater, and he molded a hydrated steel kitten that could move. 

“Mine.”

He pinched the translucent kitten by its nape, picked up the wriggling creature, and then plopped it inside his mouth and munched on it.

A chill crept down Bai Chunian's spine. He turned around to peek at Rimbaud, who was hiding beside the ferry; they were separated by a few omega trainees. The trainees' attention was on Bai Chunian, hence they didn't notice there was an omega next to the ferry, who was making eye contact with their instructor.

Several omegas, eyes brimming with adoration, asked Bai Chunian about the Enxi Hospital operation, but he was absentminded and kept looking out to sea. 

“Instructor?”

“Ah, oh… The operation this time was very dangerous, I'll tell you guys in detail later…” Bai Chunian responded perfunctorily, still unable to tear his eyes off the shimmering merman in the crystal clear water.

Rimbaud winked harmlessly at him and silently mouthed, “The tip of my tail's dirtied with kelp, can you sensually lick it clean with your tongue?”

Several omegas whispered to each other, “Look, Instructor is fuming up.”

Chapter end