139: Great Writer of Nanwan Island

The Sea Turtle m can calm the flow of seawater, settling the turbulent waters.

As Shui Yuqianxi threw out the Orca Fist,

the sea tornado swirling around her quickly calmed down, and the speed of several rapidly swimming, accelerating Sharks suddenly slowed.

The increasing speed of these Sharks was due to the rapidly spinning water tornado, which caused them to continuously accelerate.

Now that their speed was fixed by Shui Yuqianxi, their speed suddenly dropped sharply.

The Sharks didn't even react to this drastic drop in speed.

Shui Yuqianxi clenched her fist and unceremoniously rushed to the front of the Sharks.

"Orca Fist!"

The rapidly thrown Orca Fist conjured an Orcas phantom, instantly shattering two Shark clones!

At this moment, only the last two Sharks remained, looking at Shui Yuqianxi in confusion.

Shui Yuqianxi quickly activated the Mermaid F.

The surging water currents quickly wrapped around the two Sharks, firmly binding them in place.

At this moment, the last remaining clone also dissipated into seawater.

Only the Shark's main body and that Shark M remained.

At this very moment, the outcome was decided.

That Shark M also detached from the great white Shark's body, spinning and floating towards Shui Yuqianxi.

Shui Yuqianxi also picked up the Sea Spirit Record floating nearby, and the Sea Spirit Record automatically turned to the page of the Shark M.

The Shark M perfectly settled into the groove on the page and merged into it.

"Sea Spirit Armor adaptability increased to 65%"

The power of the armor also seemed to have increased slightly.

The shining light of the Shark M slowly converged within the book page, and Shui Yuqianxi closed the Sea Spirit Record she was holding, putting it into her Summoner.

"Work, complete."

...

East Bay City Central Hospital.

In a single patient room in the Hepatobiliary Surgery department.

"Cough, cough."

A man with thinning hair coughed while writing something in a shorthand notebook.

On the cabinet by his bedside, there were various flower baskets and fruit baskets, with cards containing blessings.

The cards probably said...

"Wishing you a speedy recovery, Teacher."

"Hope Teacher can write more and better works in the future."

"I love Teacher's books the most! Teacher, you must get well soon..."

and similar words.

The man in this hospital bed seemed to be a writer.

In fact, more than that.

This man was a famous writer on Nanwan Island, and also the vice-chairman of the Nanwan Island Writers' Association, and a council member of East Bay City.

His social status was extremely high.

His pen name was the same as his real name, Mu Yuanyi.

This name indeed sounded like a writer's name.

As for why he was in the hospital.

Because he had liver cancer, and had had it for a year.

Although he hadn't died, he hadn't improved either, and had been continuously receiving treatment in the hospital.

The news on Nanwan Island had extensively reported on this a year ago.

A nationally renowned writer on Nanwan Island getting cancer was indeed a hot topic.

Mu Yuanyi stopped writing in his shorthand notebook and looked out the hospital room window.

Then he sighed.

The current season, for a cancer patient like him, indeed stirred up emotions.

On the tree trunk outside the window, there were a few leaves that were about to fall but hadn't yet.

This made Mu Yuanyi think of the article about falling leaves and patients.

When all the leaves fall, life will reach its end.

He picked up his pen and wrote his feelings into the shorthand notebook.

Then, he just stared blankly out the window.

Until the Nurse came in, saw Mu Yuanyi staring out the window, and then looked at the tree trunk outside with its withered leaves.

She quickly took a few steps forward and pulled the window screen, blocking the view outside.

"Teacher Mu Yuanyi, it's time for today's care."

Mu Yuanyi's gaze was interrupted, and he finally withdrew his eyes, focusing on the Nurse in front of him.

Then he smiled and nodded.

Although his face was emaciated and his hair was sparse and thinning, his smile was still very infectious.

"Yes, I'm troubling you again today."

Mu Yuanyi struggled to sit up, raised an arm, and cooperated with the Nurse in caring for his body.

He had had liver cancer for over a year, and although he had never died,

his mobility was almost completely lost; he could only lie in bed, weakly moving his upper body.

"This is my job, Teacher."

"You just need to complete your work; consider it your thanks to me."

The Nurse encouraged Mu Yuanyi.

"Yes, you will definitely be the first reader of my new work."

Mu Yuanyi continued to smile as he spoke to his readers, fans, and his Nurse.

"That would be my honor."

The Nurse replied while providing care.

Then, the two continued chatting.

The Nurse did not resist, but actively chatted with Mu Yuanyi, her idol.

She would talk about things happening around her, and Mu Yuanyi would smile and say that these stories provided him with a lot of inspiration.

After all, living in the hospital, Mu Yuanyi could learn about the outside world through television and the internet.

However, some things could only be truly understood by experiencing them firsthand outside.

Only by being bathed in the wind can one write about the shape of the wind.

"Oh, by the way, some interesting things have happened recently in East Bay City."

"Perhaps they could be called urban legends."

"Oh?"

As soon as the story was told, Mu Yuanyi uttered an interested tone.

The Nurse was surprised.

This writer teacher was usually very refined and serene, even with a touch of writer's melancholy.

He maintained such a demeanor in the face of cancer.

This was another reason why this Nurse admired him, besides his identity as a writer.

It was the first time she had heard such a curious tone from him.

But after thinking about it, she felt that it was probably because this writer thought these interesting urban legends could provide inspiration for his writing.

So she explained.

"I also heard about them, and saw some descriptions in some small forums in East Bay City."

"They say that some special marine creatures have appeared in the eastern waters."

"These marine creatures all have special abilities, some like superpowers."

"Fishermen who go out to sea, some tourists, and some ferries all say they have seen them."

As the Nurse spoke, Mu Yuanyi showed a thoughtful expression, writing in his shorthand notebook.

'He's interested in these urban legends after all.'

The Nurse felt that she was experiencing a more approachable side of this great writer, so she continued.

"It is said that those super marine creatures seem to have some cards attached to them."

"Cards?"

Mu Yuanyi looked up at the Nurse.

"Yes, it is said that some people even caught some super marine creatures and obtained those cards."

"Clap."

Mu Yuanyi closed the shorthand notebook in his hand.

Then, under the Nurse's shocked gaze, he slowly got up and pulled open the screen window that the Nurse had closed.

"I was completely engrossed before."

Mu Yuanyi, who had pulled open the screen window, turned his head to look at the Nurse.

The Nurse was somewhat shocked; how could this great writer, whose cancer had spread and who was paralyzed in bed, suddenly stand up!

"You, you..."

The Nurse didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Mu Yuanyi, however, took step after step towards the Nurse, looked down at the Nurse in front of him, and slowly extended his hand.

"Go help me investigate those marine creatures."

"Wait, you said..."

Before the Nurse could finish her sentence, she saw Mu Yuanyi's bony hand press onto her face.

She could only see Mu Yuanyi's eyes through the gaps between his fingers.

Those eyes, though human in appearance, gave off no human characteristics whatsoever.

Then, five sharp claws suddenly pierced through her face and bone, directly into her brain.

Blood vessels also appeared on Mu Yuanyi's fingers, spreading to his claws, as if injecting blood into the Nurse's body.

The Nurse's body convulsed violently, and pain engulfed her.

That dark, cold power was injected directly from the claws into her brain, transforming her brain and entire body.

She couldn't even let out a wail.

Only terror surged in her heart.

"Remember my name."

"Mu Men Yuan Yi."