The fishman's eyes were huge. Transparent eyelids covered its eyeballs, making them look misty and giving it the appearance of never having fully woken up.
The fishman's scales were beautiful. From afar, they looked like a dull bluish gray, but up close, the scales shimmered with brilliant iridescent patterns that dazzled the eye.
The fishman was also exceptionally strong. Its bulging biceps and smooth deltoids would have made any fitness-loving boy green with envy.
But if you asked Zheng Qing what impression of fishmen had stuck with him most deeply,
he would give only one word:
Stinky.
Like swamp gas bubbling up from the deepest mud, or a place that had endured the endless cycle of grain passing through countless stomachs.
Once the freshmen had been dragged close by the fishman, they had not even felt the force of the monster's fists before its passive chemical attack had already sent them fleeing in disarray.
The moment they got close, a rank fishy stench hit them in the face. Several pampered newcomers immediately vomited their guts out.
Even the cobra around Liu Feifei's neck pulled its tongue back into its mouth and stopped hissing in protest.
Zheng Qing fought back his nausea. He did not throw up, but the reek still made his scalp tingle and left his limbs weak.
With tear-blurred eyes, he pulled out a stack of Calming Talismans from the Gray Cloth Bag and slapped them onto the students beside him.
The paper talismans glimmered with golden-red light beneath the dim sky.
A series of sharp, hurried gasps rang out by the lake.
"Words cannot express my gratitude!" a boy beside him said, his eyes red as he choked up.
The others also praised Zheng Qing's talismans.
Xiao Xiao coughed hard and adjusted his glasses.
"Then put your