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[I was right! If it has a human form, then it must have a heart!]

[Waaah, I guessed wrong. I thought that belly was a self-destructing sac.]

[As expected of a master, a casual guess resulted in a decisive victory.]

[No, no, no, it's clearly a doctor's professional ethics!]

[Nathan's shot was pretty ruthless, hitting him right in the nostril...]

Just before they took action, they took a moment to open a trading platform.

Klaus's theory at the time was well-founded: "Arthropod neurons are dispersed, and according to their weight-bearing ratio... 90 percent of the central nervous system is in the abdomen. If you burst that sac, it's useless."

"If the belly swells up, just chop it off!" Ivan wholeheartedly agreed.

"You know nothing about headshots. Just because you don't have eyes doesn't mean you don't have a brainstem," Nathan said, offering a different perspective.

When it was Ren Yi's turn, he casually added:

"Since the upper body is humanoid, I'll bet on the heart."

The battle has ended.

Ivan slashed his abdomen, Nathan split his head open, and the killer was Renyi.

"I won, give it to me."

Nathan spread his hands, grinning (in Renyi's eyes): "Boss, we're all yours now, and we're penniless... How about we settle this debt when we get back to Earth? I own a few wineries..."

He casually withdrew his hand and glanced around at the three crew members.

Too......

All their assets are in their own warehouses, they are all poorer than the next, and they rely entirely on distribution for food and clothing... It seems a bit unreasonable to plunder them further.

"OK."

Ren Yi kindly relented, "Then let's change the condition. When it comes to redeeming the bet, no matter how outrageous my demands are, you can't refuse. Listen carefully, it's unconditional."

"No problem! Even if I had to jump shirtless into a Siberian glacial lake, I wouldn't blink!"

Ivan agreed without hesitation.

Seeing how readily he agreed, I casually added, "For example, if you were asked to run naked in front of a live stream, you wouldn't be able to say no."

The surrounding water flowed still for two seconds.

Ivan remained straightforward:

"...What's the big deal! We're grown men, what are we afraid of!"

There's nothing shameful about it. You have to accept the consequences of your bet, and reputation is important!

Nathan couldn't help but imagine the scene, then said with a complicated expression, "Boss, this is just an example, right? Of course, if you insist..."

"No, no, no... that's too undignified!"

Klaus was getting impatient.

That's a very dangerous situation!

"No food, no tools, not even a bath... oh no, no, let's just not give them food!"

"Objection overruled."

Arbitrarily and directly extinguished the engineer's struggle.

"Make a note of the IOU."

Klaus felt dizzy, as if he had been hooked up to a pirate ship and would never be able to get off.

Let's dismantle this man-eating spider that has become a terrifying nursery rhyme, having no name but only a title.

[Decomposition successful]

You have obtained: 2 high-strength appendages of a deep-sea spider, and 30 fresh mermaid meats (3 days)

Renyi was very pleased.

It's better than other mermaids; at least it retained those two appendages that it used as weapons, so it's still somewhat presentable.

He had just put his spoils into the warehouse when a hairy green head peeked out from behind the door of the dilapidated building.

Carlos breathed a sigh of relief as the man-eating spider had disappeared.

"Childhood trauma is just like that..."

"He's just a bit ugly!"

Before the words were finished, another surge of water erupted deep within the manor.

Aurora was walking in front.

—She was holding one little one in each hand, the two that hadn't run away earlier.

Sean followed timidly behind.

The tattered wooden bucket that had been covering her head was gone, replaced by a delicate cloth bag with two irregular holes cut out on the front to serve as 'viewing windows'.

He held his arms out high in a stiff posture.

Upon closer inspection, she was holding a fast-sleeping baby.

A chubby baby mermaid?

Its tail is chubby, its fins haven't grown out yet, and there's a small bubble covering its mouth.

A hooded thug, now nursing a baby online—that's great.

Nathan, being a bit cheeky, tugged at the cloth bag on Sean's head.

"Ugly egg, you're quite the professional at holding hostages."

"...Hmph." Sean turned his head away, refusing to communicate, and gently cradled the limp baby in his arms.

Aurora led the child to Renyi.

"...There's still hope; they're the only ones left."

His gaze fell on the two children Aurora was holding hands with.

They were two mixed-race mermaids, with patterns on their tails resembling those of siren blood. The older one looked about twelve or thirteen years old, while the younger one was probably only three or four.

The two little ones were filled with terror, the horrific scene of the man-eating spider slaughtering the guards still lingering in their minds.

He swam down slowly, looking at the older boy at eye level.

"Do you... have anywhere else to go?"

The boy timidly shrank back behind Aurora.

The mermaid before him had a rare silver tail and a red dorsal fin. She had a handsome face and a gentle voice, and didn't look like a monstrous fish, which eased the boy's fear slightly.

He mustered his courage and, mimicking his parents' usual calm and composed demeanor, gave a reply:

"Our aunt works at the palace. She's over there; all we need to do is find her..."

Thank you for your trouble.

Very nice.

The royal palace?

Finding relatives was exactly within the scope of the Benevolent Society's business, and Renyi's smile became more genuine.

"What's your name?"

He patted the little guy's head, his tone even gentler, "How old are you this year?"

The boy lowered his head somewhat embarrassed.

"Brother, my name is Pick."

"I'm sixty years old this year."

The two-legged creatures present: (´°Δ°`)

Ivan's eyes widened dramatically. "How...how much?!"

"Sixty, Uncle."

Pique called him "uncle" without any hesitation.

"In forty years, I'll be an adult. Rose... my sister is fifteen."

The fifteen-year-old girl, who was pretending to be four, bit her finger and stared longingly at Sean and the baby blowing bubbles in his arms, saying in a childish voice, "Dean is two years old!"

The random hand was still frozen on Pique's head.

The knuckles involuntarily curled up slightly—

Although there are strict formulas for converting physiological age between different species in clinical practice, ...

I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous.

Carlos chimed in from the side: "The growth cycle of our Deep Blue Kingdom's juvenile fish is naturally long, with a lifespan of around 500 years... except for some long-lived species."

He withdrew his hand without changing his expression.

In a very short time, he had already completed his mental rebuilding.

Age is of no reference value.

As long as the blade is fast enough, even if someone lives for six thousand years, they still have to call him boss.

"Sixty years old..." He swam ahead nonchalantly, "Very healthy."

Turn around at will.

The silver fish tail traced an elegant path in the water, issuing commands to the chaotic group.

"Now that everyone's here, let's set off."