His omega mother hid behind the reef and swam out hesitantly, first kneeling beside Rimbaud and kissing the tip of his tail.

Rimbaud returned the baby in his arms to his mother, swam back to the throne, and sat down with his head on one hand.

The coral on the throne gradually turned from gray to bright red, a circle of golden sea anemones resembled the luxurious tassels on the throne, and the pearl oysters inlaid on the backrest opened the gap again, revealing the bright pearls contained in the flesh.

A large group of mermen swam out from behind the reef, gathered around Rimbaud, knelt down and kissed his tail. Although their fear outweighed their respect, Rimbaud didn't care.

Rimbaud wandered off the throne, wandered on the seabed, lowered his head to search on the seabed, picked up the bandages that had been cut off one by one, and tried to put them back on his back, trying to block the ugly scars, but the bandages were too broken, and he kept going. failed.

He sat in the sand in frustration for a while, looking at the memo on his arm, better to get down to business first.

He put a tick with his fingernail behind the first item, and the second item was a big project - cleaning the palace for the arrival of the queen.

The entire shipwreck area is a community of mermaids. Now it's dirty here. The mermaids are busy cleaning the bottom of the sea. Rimbaud is dragging a huge clam clam and swam to a sunken ship near the sea.

The beautiful berry-colored Tridacna is three meters wide, and it is the largest one in this sea area. Rimbaud was struggling to drag it, and carried its shell into the sunken ship with his back.

Half of this wreck is below sea level, and the other side is exposed at sea. It is a luxury cruise ship with the entire wreck area at the top.

Rimbaud moved the clam to a suitable position, placed the clam obliquely in a hole, half of it was immersed in water, and the other half was exposed to dry air.

He grabbed a blue jellyfish, twisted it, used it as a rag to wipe off the dirt inside the clam shell, and then plated it with a gorgeous color.

He swam to the bottom of the sea again, brought up a large piece of sponge, put it into the shell of the Tridacna chinensis, carefully paved it, and then swam away again. Spread on the sponge in the clam.

Rimbaud lay down and tried it, frowning dissatisfied, so he opened it up and spread it again.

He picked up some bright shells and conch shells and placed them on the edge of the clam, and then grabbed a few blue jellyfish and stuffed them in, as night lights hanging on the bedside.

There was still a little space in the bedroom, and Rimbaud swam away again. He took back a huge conch shell, wrung out the jellyfish, wiped the inside, and placed it beside the bed as a small cabinet. The conch could put some condoms or snacks in it.

There is something missing on the cabinet.

Rimbaud got into the wreck, picked out a round and beautiful skull from the corpse of the sailor in the cabin, sat on the clam bed and focused on polishing with shells, polished the skull as a whole, and then rubbed the luminous substance in the jellyfish. Go up, then stick the skull to the conch, and grab a small red fish the size of a thumb and put it in it.

It took two days to decorate the bedroom, not to mention the whole shipwreck area and coral garden to take care of one by one, Rimbaud was very impressed.

Two mermaids swam near the dormitory, tapped the outer wall of the sunken ship, and reported to the king, "siren, boliea klafer. (We have a new discovery)"

Together, they swam over a strange little machine with a propeller in the shape of a fish, the outer wall was covered with sensors, and handed it over to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud is already familiar with human objects. He knows that this is an underwater drone, but he is not very clear on whether it is the principle or function.

When Rimbaud touched it, the weak current in his fingers was conducted into it. He lifted the machine and shook it, observing the sunlight for a while, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth, the machine suddenly made an electric sound.

"Rimbo, can you hear me?"

The voice was all too familiar, Rimbaud sat up quickly in surprise, the tip of his tail rolled into a heart shape and swayed: "randi?"

He turned the machine upside down and shook it, then checked the ground to see if randi had been poured out.

Bai Chunian has been spending these days on the cruise ship. He released a total of 100 underwater drones for detection. One of them suddenly lost control when passing through a certain area. Bai Chunian's field of vision also changed. Total darkness.

But a burst of electricity flashed, and the vision suddenly became clear, and the camera was facing Rimbaud's face.

It's been a long time since I've seen Lan Bo, Bai Chunian's throat choked slightly, seeing that he was in good spirits and not injured.

"I'm on the boat." Bai Chunian said, "Do you want me to find you?"

Lan Bo nodded and held up the machine to show Bai Chunian the bedroom he had prepared for him.

"For randi, bed."

The diameter of the clamshell is close to the Guinness Book of Records, and next to it is a fish tank with skulls and skeletons with looming ghost fireworks.

The vast shipwreck area has accumulated centuries of luxury cruise ships, like a magnificent century-old museum built on a ghost island.

Bai Chunian choked back with the sadness choked in his throat.

Chapter 87

"Where is your current location?" Bai Chunian asked through the loudspeaker, "I'll go look for you."

The signal of the drone was sometimes strong and weak, and Lanbo's voice was covered by the noisy electric sound, the image was stuck, and finally the screen simply went black. Bai Chunian sat in front of the detection terminal and tapped his palm impatiently.

Bai Chunian threw down the malfunctioning equipment and went to the deck to breathe.

The sky was getting dark, the sea was calm, and a white fog gradually enveloped the cruise ship.

This ship was arranged by the ioa South American branch for Bai Chunian to board. There were several ioa branch agents who were on secret missions mixed in plain clothes disguised as businessmen, and a lot of canned meat was transported in the cabin as cover. Bai Chunian Just hitch a ride.

A colleague from Havana was standing on the deck, holding a telescope and looking westward. Bai Chunian walked over and stood beside him with a railing.

Alpha's bronzed face has a pair of black eyes embedded in it. His English is very fluent. He put down the telescope and said hello to Bai Chunian: