Don't follow the rules

"Stop!"

Ning Yao struggled to the point of exhaustion, but could not shake the pull of the soul-stirring technique at all. He could only watch helplessly as he led a tsunami towards the luxury cruise ship full of passengers.

The waves that cover the sky and the moon, carrying the anger of the Sea of ​​Chaos, seem to be almost destroying the entire world.

An Han leaned against the wall of the elevator to check the tablet, and felt an unusual shock coming from his back.

"An earthquake?" An Han looked around blankly.

"We are on a boat, where did the earthquake come from at sea?" Xin Cheng didn't care.

An Han pushed up his glasses: "Geographical knowledge, maybe you have heard of submarine volcanic eruptions and submarine earthquakes?"

"What does the earthquake on the seabed have to do with us people on the sea?" Xin Cheng tilted his head.

"It will cause a tsunami." An Han explained.

"Tsunami?"

"Tsunami."

Ding Dong
When the elevator reaches the target floor, the elevator doors slowly open to both sides.

The floor-to-ceiling window facing the elevator showed a monstrous tsunami to the three of them without any obstruction.

"Holy crap! Tsunami!" the three of them said in unison.

The huge wave was higher than the mountain, and it was approaching in the blink of an eye. Even if Manyi and the other three were on the upper floors of the Crystal Palace, they could hear the panic screams of passengers all over the ship.

Xin Cheng hugged An Han tightly: "Xueba! Xueba, think of a solution quickly!"

An Han put aside his hand: "Find a comfortable position and wait for life to start again."

Manyi did not participate in their conversation, but silently took back the hand that had been holding the hand, clenched it into a fist, and then opened it gently.

A black mist-like ball floated from his palm, trembling slightly, as if there was some restless bird wrapped in the mist, trying to break out of its shell.

"The tsunami came after Ning Yao." Manyi said, looking away from the fog and looking out the window.

An Han: "Then throw him out first, farther away."

"There's no time." Manyi looked at the tsunami outside the window. "Even if I throw Ning Yao to them now, the waves won't be able to stop the car..."

"Ning Yao, Ning Yao, you can really survive," Manyi complained. "If it were an ordinary tsunami, I could pull out all our souls and save our bodies from drowning. But this sea is aimed at The soul that fell into it is really doomed now."

An Han found a pillar to lean against and sat on the ground comfortably: "I have uploaded the suicide note to the cloud. Please hurry up..."

Before An Han finished speaking, he saw a golden light outside the window piercing the darkness and splitting the mountainous waves. It was like a magic needle that fixed the sea, falling straight into the sea. Every inch it dropped suppressed the tide. Until all the ripples on the sea are smoothed out, it is as quiet as a small pond in the backyard.

Soon, cheers of celebration for the survivors erupted from all over the cruise ship.

Manyi stroked her heart gently, her thunderous heartbeat still unable to calm down for a long time.

Xin Cheng's legs were weak, but he still insisted on lying on the window, wanting to continue to see what happened. Unfortunately, the glowing sea-fixing needle just now had completely disappeared, and the calm sea would no longer provide any more answers.

"Withdraw quickly, withdraw quickly" An Han tapped the tablet frantically, "It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing..."

Manyi squeezed Ning Yao's soul ball back into her hand: "Let's go, we haven't finished our work yet."

Xin Cheng followed up, lowered his head and poked An Han curiously: "Get up, what are you doing?"

Manyi suppressed a smile: "Maybe there were some very shameful words written in the suicide note."

……

The moment the waves hit him, Ning Yao felt a strong pull away, and then lost consciousness.

He opened his eyes, and the world gradually became clear in his eyes.

"gollum"

He spat out a bubble.

"Gulu?!"

The stingray that woke up almost choked to death from the water, struggling violently and spitting bubbles crazily. "Grrrrrrrrrr!"

"Okay, okay, calm down young man." Manyi reached into the water and lifted the stingray's head out of the water.

"If you drown in the water, I won't be too lazy to save you again."

Ning Yao flapped her two huge pectoral fins blankly, fluttering them like wings.

Xin Cheng couldn't help but reached out and touched Ning Yao's head: "It's slippery... I think the furry one is cuter."

An Han nodded in agreement: "I think so too. But since he himself is not cute, this stingray's body suits him quite well."

Ning Yao flapped her pectoral fins fiercely and swung her slender tail back and forth on the water: "Gulu, guru, guru!"

But it was obvious that none of the three people on the shore could understand Ning Yao's gurgling fish language. The conversation failed, and Ning Yao could only spray water at the three of them with a blowhole in anger.

But no deterrent.

Even a little cute.

An Han took off his wet glasses and wiped them: "Don't be so cute, I already like you a little bit."

Xin Cheng wiped his face: "What do you like about him?"

An Han put on his glasses and said, "Braised in soy sauce, it must taste good."

Manyi let go of Ning Yao, allowing him to adapt to the stingray's unfamiliar body and the environment in the water.

Ning Yao sank slightly, letting the water cover his head.

The stingray's eyes are on the top of its head, and it can still keep a close eye on the situation on the shore when it sinks. Just a moment after he dived, two uninvited guests appeared on the shore.

"Boss Du?" Xin Cheng was the first to spot Du Jingxiu and Rao Ze.

Du Jingxiu also greeted him politely: "What a coincidence, Mr. Xiao Xin, are you... feeding the fish here?"

Manyi silently blocked Ning Yao's body.

Xin Cheng panicked and made up excuses: "Ah, actually...we are...by the way, I am actually interested in Old Man Chi's pet, and I plan to buy it from Miss Chi later."

Du Jingxiu nodded: "When I chatted with Mr. Chi before, he always said that this fish is very understanding of human nature and is indeed a rare thing."

An Han asked: "Didn't you leave long ago after finishing the notes? Why are you back again?"

Du Jingxiu looked at Rao Ze: "It's a coincidence. Rao Ze and I just went to chat with Mr. Zhong of Gonghai Auction House. Mr. Zhong was very enthusiastic in treating guests. He couldn't even drink tea and chat, and insisted on bringing us here. Come play chess in the chess and card room with a full sea view, which happens to be on the lower floor of the Crystal Palace Aquarium.”

"I just finished playing. I had nothing to do and wanted to come up and relax. It was a coincidence that I met you."

Xin Cheng sighed and said: "The tsunami was about to hit us just now, but you still had the time to play chess. As expected, you are all people who do big things. When a disaster is imminent, I can't sit still."

"It's just a tsunami, Governor Zhong just showed off his skills and was able to deal with it." Du Jingxiu smiled and blew Governor Zhong's rainbow fart, even though he was not at the scene at all.

"What?!" Xin Cheng was shocked, "Did that president make that sea-fixing needle just now?!"

"Dinghai Shenzhen?" Du Jingxiu nodded in agreement, "You can say that."

Rao Ze sneered disdainfully, what a sea-fixing needle, it was obviously just a checkers glass ball that was thrown out of the window after trying to cheat on the game.

Thinking of this, Rao Ze urged impatiently: "It's already late enough. After finishing what you have to do, go back and rest quickly."

Du Jingxiu responded repeatedly and turned to say goodbye to Xin Cheng and the others: "It's getting late, so I really shouldn't disturb you too much."

As he spoke, he dug into his pocket and pulled out an envelope sealed with wax.

"This is the letter that President Zhong asked me to forward to Mr. Xiao Xin. Please accept it. Once you bring your things, we won't disturb you fish watching.

After watching Du Jingxiu and Rao Ze leave, Xin Cheng carefully opened the letter.

"What is it?" An Han came over.

Xin Cheng frowned and read out the content of the letter: "In view of the fact that Xin Group's target lot has been lost, I would like to send you a new lot for reference."

Then he pulled out a hard paper card with a picture introduction from the envelope: several brand new, unopened and original modelable bodies from the Fifth Hospital.