Mizuki's Sea of Life

Everyone is already used to Mizuki's cooking skills; as long as it tastes good and isn't poisonous, that's all that matters.

After lunch, it was naturally time for a long-awaited lunch break. However, Mizuki still had to treat Lemuen. Susie was surrounded by everyone asking her all sorts of questions. The girls were very curious about Mizuki's previous life, but he rarely mentioned his memories, especially the part about Sami.

According to Mizuki, Sami's memory of that period was rather bizarre, and he would subconsciously avoid it.

"Your sister is much cuter than Xiao Le."

In Mizuki's room, Lemuen took off her clothes and stockings, unable to resist comparing Goldenglow and Exusiai. They were both younger sisters, so why was there such a huge difference?

"I think Xiao Le is cute too."

Beauty is in the eye of the Exusiai. Lemuen, with her eyes filtered through her lens, always thought her girlfriend, Mizuki, was the best. She recalled the times she used to play with Exusiai when she was a child, and it was indeed adorable.

Her hair turned into white, Spreading Branches, and her eyelashes were as clean as frost. Mizuki gently lifted Lemuen's foot and began to massage it, but before he could do anything, Lemuen gently pressed her foot against his chest.

"Why don't we try the second method first, then the first? I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it."

Now that she's already had her fill of sex, Lemuen can't control herself like before. Since she has to do it anyway, she might as well start with the most physically demanding tasks and wait until she's too tired to even move her fingers before starting the treatment.

Seeing Lemuen's mischievous grin, Mizuki didn't want to say anything more.

"Xiao Le has already moved the things to Rhodes Island."

"It's okay, I'll buy it myself."

Lemuen pressed herself against Mizuki, gently resting her head on Mizuki shoulder and lightly biting his earlobe.

"Actually... it's okay even if you don't use it. Today isn't a dangerous period, and even if it were, it wouldn't matter. You didn't need to use it the last time, did you?"

The tentacles of Mizuki were very sensible and skillful in covering up all the sounds in the room. Before long, Lemuen recalled the feeling of being captivated again.

In the living room, the girls were still surrounding Goldenglow, asking her all sorts of questions, which made her feel very nervous. However, when she thought about how all these girls had some kind of ambiguous relationship with her brother, she couldn't be nervous anymore.

It was more of an awkward situation where she didn't know how to face the current situation. There were also some things that Goldenglow had never had a chance to say. In fact, she had never wanted a sister-in-law, never had.

Just as Mizuki and Lemuen were fighting one-on-one, on the other side in Iberia, the Church of the Deep couldn't help but feel a strange sensation. Since last month, information from the sea had become increasingly scarce. For some reason, their fellow Seaborn had chosen to lie dormant. They had never even actively harassed the Iberia coastline like this before.

Only occasionally do some of them appear on the edge of the coast, attempting to touch the land with their limbs, or to engage in a duel with the judges of the Iberian Inquisition.

This phenomenon gradually diminished over time, and currently, information from within the Inquisition indicates that Seaborn's activities have entered a period of decline, like hibernation.

"What exactly happened? Our fellow creatures in the deep sea haven't sent any messages yet."

"Furthermore, we received no response to our letters."

It's bizarre. If it weren't for the knowledge of the Seaborn's vitality, and if it weren't for the occasional Seaborn reports about them, the members of the Church of the Deep would have begun to suspect that the Seaborn had been exterminated for some reason.

The collective silence of the Seaborn made the Church of the Deep uneasy. Most of them had lost hope in humanity and turned to the embrace of the deep sea. However, at this critical juncture, they had just begun their research on the Seaborn's transformation and suddenly found themselves unable to make contact with them.

"The Inquisition was equally puzzled by this matter; it seems to have nothing to do with them."

"Could it be Aegir?"

"Impossible. Even without divine guidance, our compatriots could still destroy those cities; they simply didn't for some reason."

Aegir Church of the Deep couldn't understand why the Seaborn hadn't planned to destroy Aegir until now. However, this was a question that had been asked many times without an answer, and eventually, no one asked it anymore.

Something must have happened to silence the entire the Brood, but don't even think about expecting them to dive to a depth of a thousand meters.

Besides the Church of the Deep, even Iberia and several other countries that had contact with the Seaborn were puzzled by this. If it weren't for the occasional Seaborn coming ashore to challenge people to duels, they would have wondered if the Seaborn had simply disappeared.

While the silence of the Seaborn gave the countries time to recover, it also made them uneasy, because as reports came in, they discovered a problem: the Seaborn seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

From initially being able to fight a judge's apprentice to a draw to now being able to go toe-to-toe with a Grand Judge, they have demonstrated a more terrifying rate of evolution and are gradually approaching human-like characteristics.

This is why Saint Carmen of the Iberian Inquisition chose to lead the team here today, along with four high inquisitors; they were fishing.

"They've arrived."

Looking at the tentacle that appeared on the water's surface, Carmen's tone was extremely calm. According to Iberia's report, the Seaborn did not attack fishermen on the coast, but rather targeted those who looked like they were good fighters. And coincidentally, he himself was a very good fighter.

As the Seaborn drew closer, Carmen gradually got a clearer look at it, or rather, at its appearance.

Then he inevitably fell into a kind of self-doubt.

It was a creature like the Sea Siren from Iberia legend, with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a fish. Colorful scales concealed its body well, ensuring it wouldn't attract too much attention. Its long black hair and youthful face made it look like a child who hadn't yet reached adulthood.

Hai Seaborn climbed—no, I should say jumped—onto the tidal beach, where he and Carmen stared at each other, sizing each other up.

"You..."

"Why is it an old man? Although he seems quite capable in a fight, Izumik said that one should respect the elderly and care for the young."

The Seaborn in front of him uttered a sentence in standard Iberia, and his voice was quite pleasant.

"But I'm not human either, does that mean I don't need to respect the elderly and care for the young?"

Seaborn completely ignored Carmen's reaction, simply scratched his head, and then looked at the Grand Inquisitor with the thought that he couldn't have made a wasted trip.

"Old man, you think you're so tough? Let's have a one-on-one fight. Don't worry, I'll give you a head start, I won't kill you."

"Do it."

Carmen quickly regained her composure and shouted, at which point the four Grand Inquisitors, disguised as rocks, immediately cut through the rock shell and ran out.

Miss Seaborn's mind went blank for a moment, then she realized she had been tricked, and pointed at Carmen angrily.

"You old geezer, you have no sportsmanship! You're despicable and shameless! We agreed to a one-on-one fight, and you actually called for backup!"

"Don't you Seaborn prefer to overwhelm us with sheer numbers?"

"Um..." Miss Seaborn paused for a moment, then suddenly realized that she seemed unable to refute what the old man said, and that she was already surrounded.

But surrendering like this was impossible, so she angrily smashed a rock with her tail.

"You just wait! I'm going back to find Izumik right now!!"

Before the judges could react, Miss Seaborn exploded into a puddle of water and vanished from their sight.

Faced with this unexpected turn of events, even Carmen, who was already accustomed to the Seaborn species, couldn't help but frown. Was that really Seaborn just now?

That almost human-like intellect, that ability to turn into water and escape—everything about it is eerie. And who exactly is this Izumik that Seaborn mentioned?

"It seems that our enemy has undergone a significant change."

Carmen sighed, feeling a sense of danger. Seaborn's form was changing too quickly. At this rate, it was hard to say whether Iberia would be able to withstand it if Seaborn were to make a comeback one day.

"Um?"

In the Penguin Logistics room, Mizuki seemed to sense something, like a drop of water returning to the sea, causing a ripple in his heart. It was hard to describe, but he clearly felt the presence of that drop of water.

Before he could think it through, Lemuen pressed down on him again.

Deep in the ocean, the water converged to form a new body. Miss Seaborn patted her chest, turned around to look at the countless cocoons on her back, and proudly put her hands on her hips.

When all their compatriots and sisters are connected with Izumik, Seaborn will complete a leap in life, and death will be far away from them.

Chapter 119 The Sea of Life of Mizuki

Where are you going?

The icy wind and snow howled, the sky was gloomy, and the blizzard obscured the view. Mizuki seemed to hear someone asking her a question, a voice full of love and tenderness, like a parent asking their child who was about to embark on a long journey.

In this white world enveloped by blizzard, there was only one splash of blue, as deep as a vibrant ocean and as bright as a sky where birds soar. He held up an umbrella and silently counted down.

"Go and seek hope."

He walked through wind and snow; neither the bitter cold nor the solid ice could stop his steps.

Until the white and black snow became footprints behind her, standing under the dazzling aurora, on the smooth, mirror-like ice surface, Mizuki saw a tall, ancient gate before her.

Vibrant, Rootless Flowers covered the ice surface, seemingly so fragile that a gentle breeze could push them away; in the center of the door was a black void.

The door in front of her was quiet, and it did not show any signs of eroding reality despite Mizuki's observation. However, the moment Mizuki approached, a shattering sound came from the air.

"Yes, I'm going to the future."

The clouds overhead dispersed, and the aurora shone down completely, but it seemed to be forcibly distorted by something. Mizuki looked up at the Sea of Life reflected in the sky and suddenly realized that he had not yet given this sea a suitable name.

"Let's call Izumik,"

The enormous, circular building began to operate, revealing a dark and profound starry sky with vibrant colors flowing and twisting. It seemed as if something was looking at Mizuki, though he wasn't sure if it could be called a gaze.

"Hello." The boy waved to him, his snow-white, vine-like hair swaying in the breeze. "Goodbye."

The sea receded, and in the moment before being submerged, Mizuki recalled the Doctor, Ch'en, Specter, and many others: the severely injured Kal'tsit, the chosen Gladiia he killed, and Ishar-mla and Skadi, who commanded the Brood to fight against the Demons.

Those vibrant, Rootless Flowers became part of the sea the instant they were submerged. The Mizuki dissolved into the water, crashing into the doorway along with the sea, and then... he saw those enormous eyes.

"!!!"

Startled awake from her dream, Mizuki instinctively looked up at the ceiling, only to find nothing but tentacles wiping it.

"Was it a dream?"

Mizuki had been having those strange dreams more and more often lately. She gently pinched her cheek and glanced around, not seeing Lemuen. It seemed that Remyanne's recovery speed was indeed very fast.

However, what happened just now... Mizuki didn't think it was a dream. She had never had such a real dream before. Perhaps those bizarre and fantastical things from before weren't dreams either.

Dreams are shadows of reality, pieced together from memories; things without any recollection should not be dreamt of.

"Why didn't I notice it at all before?"

Unable to resist rubbing his temples, Mizuki sensed something was wrong. He suddenly remembered that this might be because he had subconsciously organized the part about Sami when he was telling Susie his adventure story some time ago.

The Snowfield, the end of his last journey, was also the place he had to return to; he always felt something calling to him.

This dream was very vivid; Mizuki clearly remembers the feeling.

"So that wasn't a cumulonimbus cloud after all..."

As he spoke, Mizuki opened the window. The sun was shining brightly in Lungmen today. His dream had only lasted for a little over half an hour. Judging by the time, he still had time to see Alina.

However, Mizuki simply raised his head and looked at the sky. This time, he could sense more clearly what was in the sky. It was a vast ocean that did not exist in the Material Realm, could not be observed by others, and was suspended upside down in the sky—the ocean of life— Izumik.

Yes, that is also part of the Mizuki, or rather, the Mizuki is part of Him. No, there shouldn't be such a clear distinction between them, just like a person and their shadow.

Therefore, the rain that Mizuki brings each time is actually just a part of the seawater in "Sea of Life, Izumik". Mizuki feels that there seems to be a lot more active life in her sea.

"Never mind, let's go see Alina first."

Regardless of why there were so many new lives in the Sea of Life, Mizuki decided to go and greet Alina and the others first.

However, what Mizuki didn't know was that it was because of this ocean that the Brood entire Seaborn had completed a leap in another life form. The ocean, which nurtures life, is all-encompassing. As Mizuki was recognized by the Brood Seaborn, most of Seaborn felt a strange connection, even closer than the spiritual network of their race.

After recognizing that the signal came from Izumik, the Seaborn gladly accepted it, receiving much information from the communication channel, including the future of the Seaborn the Brood and the hidden dangers in the northern part of the ice field.

For the continuation of the Brood, the Seaborn needed a new evolution. Following Izumik's guidance, they connected their spirits with Izumik's Sea of Life, and evolved according to the information given by the Mizuki.

"So, I'm the eldest sister after all!"

Surrounded by five grand judges, Miss Seaborn swam happily in the water, looking at the countless cocoons in front of her that illuminated the entire seabed with their faint light, and realized that she was the first to emerge from her cocoon.

Although not all Seaborn can connect with the ocean of Izumik, there are already millions of cocooned sisters. They may lack many Seaborn, but they certainly don't lack quantity.

According to information from Izumik, the Demons in the north seem to feed on fear. The more fearful they are, the less likely they are to fight them. This is why the countries in northern Terra have been trying their best to block information about the Demons. Once the people of Terra become aware of their existence, the already turbulent people will inevitably be filled with fear, and then it will be impossible to stop them. Destruction will be the only thing waiting for them.

But Seaborn said, "What do you mean by being afraid? If you can't write, then come and fight me."

Seaborn are inherently emotionless; their existence is solely for the continuation of their race. They would sacrifice themselves without hesitation for the Brood, leaving no room for Demons to exploit them.

Although they are now learning from Mizuki and understanding human language, culture, and emotions, Mizuki does not experience fear. Although they know how to retreat tactically, in other words, the entire Seaborn the Brood is a bunch of stubborn fools.

"Yes, he definitely won't die."

Miss Seaborn rubbed her hands together. Her decisive self-destruction just now was entirely because she wanted to test whether she would die. However, the power of the self-destruction seemed insufficient. After all, the new body was formed from water, and they were now more like some kind of high-level beings.

Having already uploaded their consciousness into the Sea of Life Mizuki, even after death they can be reborn in the sea or in the rain curtain of Mizuki. The Seaborn, who are neither afraid of pain nor death, are now even playing the trick of self-destructing infantry, although the damage is a bit low. They'll try something more ruthless later.

In addition, Mizuki's tentacles had previously devoured several Internal Guards, and the corresponding analysis also allowed the Seaborn the Brood to evolve in a targeted manner to adapt to the pollution from the Demons. Now, they can not only flatten Terra, but probably fight their way all the way to the space on the other side of the door.

"As expected of Izumik!"

After the usual praise of Mizuki, Miss Seaborn decided to continue researching her new abilities. The Sea of Life brought by Izumik had made Seaborn completely different from before, and they needed time to adapt to the new life form.

However, not only was Columbia unaware of these changes, but even Mizuki himself was confused. To him, the connection of the Seaborn to that ocean was just like adding a little more water to his cup, and there was no need to care about it at all.

In comparison, he was more concerned about Rhodes Island's free clinic in the Lungmen slums today. He knew what kind of place the Lungmen slums were; they were a mixed bag, and even if Lin Yuxia had given prior notice, it was hard to say.

Therefore, Mizuki adopted a very simple method.

"There's something wrong with your medicine! My child has a persistent high fever!"

A middle-aged man with a weathered face pointed at Ansel, the Rhodes Island operator in charge of the medical outreach, his face flushed. Ansel rubbed his head helplessly, barely suppressing the urge to punch the man and hang him on the wall, and shouted into the tent.

"Another one has arrived, sigh, Mizuki."