Chapter 119: Infinite Cannon Fodder (9)

M577, who had been preoccupied with analyzing the world, suddenly spoke up:

Tong Ling wasn’t surprised; she hadn’t bothered to hide her true nature in this world. It would be stranger if players didn’t suspect her.

“What did they find out?” Tong Ling asked.

M577’s tone turned serious:

“Oh?” Hearing this, Tong Ling realized her system must have played some tricks. “Tell me, what kind of person am I?”

M577 shook off its data fuzz and quickly responded:

Fearful that its host might not believe it, M577 added firmly:

Tong Ling chuckled, “So, do you think the players will really like me now?”

M577’s gaze flickered momentarily:

Now that those people know your true nature, they probably won’t keep sending you gifts anymore… probably…

After a brief exchange with its host amidst their busy schedule, m577 fell silent once more. The AI felt somewhat neglected; since the host insisted on soloing the game without assistance, m577’s presence seemed diminished considerably. If not for detecting fluctuations in the Player’s data due to the use of a Main God item, it wouldn’t have had this opportunity to intervene.

Even surrounded by swarms of monsters, the host handled them with remarkable ease, leaving m577 inexplicably melancholic. Is the host too capable? it wondered. Does she no longer need me because I’m standing in too low a place?

As for the rare item card possessed by the Player, if m577 hadn’t intercepted its data transmission, the information revealed would have targeted its host, drawing all players against her.

That item card couldn’t help but make m577 suspect that the Main God had specifically prepared it as a weapon against the host—an attempt to portray her as an evil overlord who must be eliminated…

Name: Tong Ling (?)

Gender: Female

Age: ? (Unknown)

Identity: Deceiver (Fraudster! A great fraudster!)

Species: Human (Pure human lineage, demonic mindset)

Overall Stats: HP 100 (Soul Resilience), Physique 50 (Fragile Appearance), Agility 70 (Escape Artist), Attack 20 (Max), Intelligence 90 (Mentally Vicious)

Skills:

1. Honeyed Tongue, Venomous Heart (Deceitful Two-Facedness)
2. Camouflage (Can Mimic Any Desired Form)
3. Parasitic Bondage (Those Entrapped Become Her Slaves)
4. Indirect Murder (Beware Those Close to Her)
5. Fraudulence (Never Trust a Single Word She Speaks) …

Interests: Reckless World Disruption, Hedonistic Indulgence (Will Do Anything to Satisfy Personal Desires)

Attribute Rating: SSS (Highly Dangerous Entity)

Summary: She is an interstellar fugitive from another world, a ruthless criminal who has shattered the peace of many small worlds—a heartless offender!

m577 could already predict how players would react upon reading this information.

It had no intention of letting the Main God’s scheme succeed; after all, the true destroyer of these small worlds was the Main God itself. How dare it use such misinformation to smear the host!

The host’s greatest flaw lay in her penchant for seducing men—an insignificant quirk compared to the devastation of entire worlds!

m577 altered the item description accordingly. Unlike the Main God, it stood for honesty and righteousness!

Tong Ling’s door remained tightly shut.

Upon returning to their quarters, Tong Ling had parted ways with Bai Bei. The latter, being quite “reserved,” automatically chose to stay in the room next to hers without prompting. As for Medius…

By the time Tong Ling caught that distinctive sweet-scented aroma, Medius had already slipped inside her chamber.

Her door was permeated by a damp mist, leaving a trail of wet footprints leading from the entrance.

Medius pierced through this veil of moisture, transforming from human form into his true Siren shape. His massive frame cast a shadow across the room, illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window. His silhouette loomed on the wall like a colossal sea monster, exuding an aura of menace and terror.

Tong Ling watched quietly as Medius approached her, then posed a question:

“Medius, can you enter other people’s rooms at will?”

Tong Ling hadn’t summoned Medius, yet he could freely come and go from her room. Did other monsters possess similar abilities? She was genuinely curious.

Medius nodded briefly before shaking his head. “I could, but there’s no need.”

Medius showed absolutely no interest in others. As long as they didn’t interfere with him, he would hardly spare them any attention.

Despite everyone introducing themselves during dinner, Medius hadn’t remembered a single person.

He knew those people weren’t important; he came here for Tong Ling alone. Now that he’d let go of his obsession with memory, all he wanted was to make the woman before him his mate. Compared to her, nothing else mattered.

“So you won’t take action against them on your own?” Tong Ling asked again.

Medius leaned closer to Tong Ling. “What do you want me to do for you?”

His deep voice was pleasing to the ear, his handsome face filled with tender affection, yet the words he spoke were incredibly cruel: “Do you want me to tear them apart or eat them? Would that make you happy?”

Tong Ling raised her hand, and Medius automatically brought his face closer to hers.

As she watched him speak, sharp teeth emerged from his mouth. He was undoubtedly a monster whose ferocity remained intact—seemingly ready to carry out such brutal commands with just a nod from her.

“No need.” Why would Tong Ling allow her pet to bite others when they hadn’t wronged her? “You’re perfect as you are, Medius. It’s enough for you to stay by my side.”

The corners of Medius’ lips curved upwards in a smile. “I’m willing.”

“I’ll stay by your side,” Medius said as he lowered his head and mimicked Tong Ling’s earlier gesture, gently cupping her face with his webbed hands.

“Be my female, Lingling.” Medius pressed their foreheads together, their breaths slowly blending into one. “I can take you away from here. We’ll live by the seaside, never to be apart again.”

Medius’s damp hair obscured Tong Ling’s vision, filling her nostrils with the unique scent of merfolk. It was clear that Medius had learned how to entice humans. His words were spoken slowly, each syllable captivating, easily bewitching anyone who heard them, making it nearly impossible to resist his passionate plea.

Tong Ling had always been reluctant to make promises; even if she did, she reserved the right to retract them at any moment. When it came to monsters, she was even more cautious about giving assurances—after all, they could very well turn out to be another trap.

“Medius…”

Before Tong Ling could speak, Medius’s lips silenced her. Sensing her impending rejection keenly, he captured her mouth in a forceful kiss, his tongue aggressively invading her, stealing every last breath from her lungs.

“Jingle, jangle…” Medius sang seductively. “Become mine, become mine…”

Tong Ling felt herself weaken for a moment, but when Medius tried to press his massive fish tail against her, she snapped back to her senses.

“Medius, don’t you dare come any closer!” Tong Ling grabbed hold of Medius’s long hair and scolded him. “Go back to your bathtub! You’ll ruin my bedsheets with that thing!”

Medius made no attempt to hide his desires; he wanted to be with his female at every moment.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. “I’m feeling really restless, Lingling.”

Ever since entering the bathroom in the afternoon, the agitation within Medius had not subsided. He had soaked in cold water for hours, but upon seeing his female, all the suppressed restlessness instantly erupted.

This was instinct—Medius could not control such primal urges.

Instinctively, he chased after her, instinctively wanting to possess her, but she was so fragile. This left Medius unsure how to proceed without harming her.

Why are humans so delicate? Should I perhaps transform my mate into one of my own kind…

Tong Ling gently patted Medius’ cheek. Her expression turned serious, as if she had read his thoughts. Looking straight into his eyes, she asked, “Give up your unrealistic ideas. Aren’t you afraid I might die?”

Medius shuddered and held Tong Ling tightly, saying, “No, you won’t die.”

He could transform her, but it would take some time, and his female would have to endure some pain…

“I’m afraid of pain too,” Tong Ling said softly while stroking Medius’ long hair. She whispered tenderly into his ear, “My Medius, I want us to be together happily. I don’t wish for anything you do to diminish my feelings for you.”

“Medius, you’re my merman; you should listen to me.” Tong Ling wrapped her arms around Medius’ neck seductively. “Take me to the bathroom, dear Medius. I’ll show you that humans can be more perfect than any other creature out there.”

Medius’ heart raced with urgency. He kissed Tong Ling on the forehead and yielded to her desires.

The deep blue fish tail left a wet trail on the floor, and the bathroom door transformed into a curtain of water, blocking all sound…

The next day.

Tong Ling, her body aching all over, playfully bopped Medius on the head. She had initially coaxed him into some “experiments” on his body. Medius had been very cooperative, obedient and cute; everything was going smoothly at first. Who could’ve predicted that halfway through, he would suddenly become stimulated? He didn’t even pause for a moment. Tong Ling owed it to those prop cigarettes she’d smoked that allowed her to endure—otherwise, she would have passed out long ago.

Monster.

Indeed, this creature was a monster.

Tong Ling’s hands were sore from slapping him. Angrily, she scolded, “Naughty fish! If you don’t listen to me anymore, I won’t want you!”

The contented merman lay beside her, allowing his female to smack his body freely. He leaned in to kiss her delicate fingers, humming a few bars of a beautiful melody.

“Don’t be angry, I was wrong,” Medius said in his husky voice, filled with temptation. His deep blue eyes fixed firmly on Tong Ling as he sang, “I’ll sing for you.”

“Singing, singing!” Tong Ling exclaimed irritably. “What else do you know besides singing?! Last night, you used this trick too—you mesmerized me so much that I lost track of time. Now my waist is still throbbing with pain.”

A hint of grievance flickered in Medius’s eyes. He had been so restrained—so restrained. He’d checked thoroughly; there were no wounds on his female’s body. Even if there had been, he would have swiftly healed them with his saliva.

What more could he do for her? Didn’t she enjoy listening to songs? She was clearly entranced…

“Get out,” Tong Ling said, hurling a pillow at the merman’s face. “Until you learn to obey me, don’t even think about coming back.”

“I’ll be good,” Medius replied instantly. He raised his hand and smacked his own head. “There, I’ve disciplined myself for you.”

Tong Ling wanted to laugh, but she knew better than to relent so easily. Medius was too wild—he needed to learn some rules.

“Out,” Tong Ling repeated, expressionless. “Medius, this is step one in learning obedience.”

Lowering his gaze, Medius pulled the blanket up over Tong Ling before taking a few steps back. “Can I stay in your bathtub?”

He didn’t want to stray too far from his female.

“No,” Tong Ling said, pointing to the door. “You have your own room, don’t you? If I want to find you, I’ll make sure to leave the water open for you. I know my Medius wouldn’t disappoint me.”

Medius obediently retreated, but as soon as he stepped out of his sealed watery entrance, a figure suddenly appeared before him. The young man’s slender fingers tightened around his neck; if such force were applied to a human, an adult’s neck would likely snap instantly.

The red-haired youth gritted his teeth, fixing a sinister gaze on the man before him. His amber eyes flashed with a cold light. “Damn fish, you’ve been lingering in her room all night. What exactly did you do?”

Miya detected the scent on Medius—aside from that detestable odor he always carried, it was permeated with Tong Ling’s fragrance.

This scent enveloped Medius completely, bearing witness to the intimate closeness he had shared with Tong Ling.

Revolting, thought Miya, this damn fish is truly disgusting…