Chapter 1733: Mermaid Breeding Guide 05

The moment he broke the surface, Lin Juan hadn't recovered before Jin Chen pressed his shoulder against the wall.

The mermaid's gaze was sharp, yet it revealed weakness and sorrow.

"Why?" Lin Juan wondered.

Why would an out-of-control high-intelligence creature save humans?

"You lied to me." Jin Chen's voice was hurt, and he was still dazed.

Lin Juan was soaked through, water dripping from the hair hanging over his forehead; hearing that, he frowned, and a sudden pang of anguish rose in his chest.

"It hurts, touch it." Jin Chen guided his hand to the shoulder; Lin Juan felt a sticky wetness and looked down in surprise.

The skin touched by the stun gun had ulcerated, oozing the mermaid's pale gold blood, mixed with rich incense and the sea's salty dampness.

At that moment, Jin Chen's ear fins picked up a faint cocking sound from below the water.

Almost instinctively, Jin Chen was again roused by the deep-seated anxiety within him, even though his strength was gone and the transparent scales at the corners of his eyes had dulled.

"Don't go!"

Lin Juan instinctively grabbed him, responding to the mermaid's embrace, and lowered his voice to coax: "It's dangerous now, don't go."

He finally felt that the mermaid's dependence on him bordered on extreme.

Lin Juan let the tail fin wrap around him and held the mermaid in his arms.

As the bullet broke the surface, Lin Juan wrapped his arms around the mermaid, who was weak to the point of fainting, pulled her sideways, and with one hand drew the disintegration gun from his waist to fire back; the icy bullet and cold light collided, neutralizing the lethal force on the water's surface.

The anomaly in Number Seventeen's breeding chamber was finally noticed by the base control center; the upper-level light source switched to a blinding searchlight, and the surrounding walls began to absorb seawater.

When all the water had been absorbed and the base administrator burst in through the door, he was met with chaos everywhere.

All the experiment staff lay on the water-slicked floor; the one in the middle had his chest torn open, a blood hole, and his corpse was washed clean of blood by the seawater, turning deathly white.

"Doctor Lin, what happened?" You Zhuoran, leading the way, asked; he had never witnessed such a gruesome act of destruction by a high-intelligence creature.

He hadn't lowered his gun, unsure whether Lin Juan was holding the mermaid or being restrained.

"Your experiment staff provoked Number Seventeen."

Lin Juan said in a cold voice, his gaze filled with fury: "Prepare a new breeding chamber within five minutes, equip a medical team; Number Seventeen's life is in danger and needs immediate treatment."

"What... all right, I'll go arrange it right away."

You Zhuoran glanced at the deathly pale mermaid in his arms, suppressed the strange feeling that their embrace was too tight, and hurried to carry out the order.

Lin Juan lowered his head slightly, looking at the mermaid who had fainted; the lingering ache in his heart resurfaced faintly.

The dead experiment staff were dragged away by security; by protocol, this was a very special incident, and Lin Juan, as a breeder, also had to undergo investigation.

But accidents never come alone.

When Number Seventeen was sent into the operating chamber, a strong rejection reaction occurred; even unconscious, he instinctively took an aggressive stance, and no amount of force could suppress him—his abilities far exceeded their expectations.

You Zhuoran overheard the doctor's report outside the treatment chamber, and for some reason recalled the scene he had seen in the office; he told his subordinate nearby: "Go to the inspection room and fetch Doctor Lin, saying that Number Seventeen's test subject needs a breeder's comfort."

"Huh? But Captain, Doctor Lin has only been in contact with Number Seventeen for less than three days; shouldn't we call the previous breeder instead?"

You Zhuoran toyed with his handgun and said in a low voice: "Then call both of them."

Three minutes later.

The interrogated Lin Juan arrived at the seventh floor, his cold, weary expression now even more unapproachable; he nodded to You Zhuoran, put on his surgical gown, and went straight into the operating chamber.

The previous breeder waited at the doorway, sitting beside You Zhuoran.

"Captain You, you're really giving me too much credit." He said, "Number Seventeen only likes pretty faces; letting me in would be worse than letting the Number Ten breeder go in."

Upon mentioning Xu Yi, You Zhuoran glanced at him, wondering what he was thinking, and asked: "Do you admire him a lot?"

The breeder inexplicably felt something was off, and cautiously replied: "I'm just stating the facts objectively; I mean nothing else."

You Zhuoran: "Don't have much contact with him."

Those words turned over eighteen times in the breeder's mind: "Oh... I get it!"

You Zhuoran looked at him, puzzled: "What do you understand?"

"Nothing, nothing, I have work to do, so I'm off; Number Seventeen is very strong, I think there won't be any major problems."

The breeder gave him a "you-know-what" look and hurried toward the elevator.

Inside the operating chamber.

Lin Juan saw the mermaid constantly struggling on the operating table, saw her tightly furrowed brows and handsome face, and noted her worsening injuries.

"We can't get close at all; even the strongest anesthetic has no effect on her." The doctor's tone was grave: "Doctor Lin, headquarters places great importance on Number Seventeen, but if this continues she will die from shock."

Lin Juan grunted acknowledgment and slowly walked toward the operating table.

Jin Chen sensed the familiar scent, his instinctive resistance to danger weakening, and he grabbed the outreached hand and pulled hard.

"Doctor Lin!" the medical team exclaimed, but saw Lin Juan raise his hand to signal them to step back.

Lin Juan was pulled into Jin Chen's embrace and sat down on the operating table.

He did not resist; instead, he returned the embrace, whispering softly near the ear fin: "Number Seventeen, this place is safe."

Jin Chen's consciousness was dazed; he twitched his tail fin, grew more uneasy, clung tighter to Lin Juan, and let out a low hum.

"No, Seventeen."

"What?" Lin Juan didn't quite catch it, so he leaned in closer.

"Jin Chen, no, Seventeen."

"Jin Chen..."

Lin Juan looked at him in surprise, his eyes deeply shaken.

Why would he have a human name?

He turned his head to glance at the few doctors who hadn't heard, and said: "I'll first give comfort; you go outside and wait for my news."

"All right, Doctor Lin."

The medical chamber sealed.

Lin Juan looked again at the handsome face on the operating table; the depths of his eyes were filled with deep puzzlement.

He slightly leaned forward and asked, "Jin Chen, who gave you your name?"

Jin Chen fell silent for a moment, his tightly shut eyes still couldn't open, dazed and not entirely sure, he softly said: "It... is you."

Lin Juan remained silent for a few seconds.

He simply thought it was because the mermaid's guard was too heavy.

Lin Juan's expression eased a little; he did not try to pull his hand away, continuing to soothe in that pose: "Calm down, we want to treat your injury, we won't hurt you again."

"Be good, Jin Chen."

Jin Chen wrapped his arms around Lin Juan's neck, pressing close, "Stay with me."

Lin Juan's brows and eyes twitched slightly, "Okay."

He closed his eyes, took a long sigh, trying to slow his breathing to keep himself calm.

Thus, in the following surgery, the doctors' operative range was largely limited; the mermaid clung tightly in Lin Juan's embrace, its tail fin still wrapped around his waist, they could only try to ignore the hissing cold air from Doctor Lin.

But after the surgery was finished, the lead surgeon's expression became even more complicated.

"Is the situation not good?" Lin Juan asked.

"Not exactly... it's that Number Seventeen, as an adult mermaid, will instinctively arouse sexual urges after stimulation." The doctor adjusted his glasses, his gaze sweeping over the scales at the tip of Jin Chen's tail fin.

"Generally speaking, highly intelligent mammals have specific objects of sexual urges; it seems Number Seventeen's object of sexual urges is... you."

Lin Juan: "……"