After I Transmigrated as a Mermaid, I Transmigrated Back

Zhao Xiaokui is an obedient child.

Old Sheng said give it to him, and she really gave it to him.

Of course, what she aimed at was not the old white man, but the black young man standing behind him. She was not arrogant enough to provoke a big boss who could be on an equal footing with Old Sheng as her unstable fifth-order transcendent.

Although her current behavior and provocation are not much different.

The black youth stared at him closely, with a contemptuous expression and wary eyes.

But what he didn't know was that staring at Zhao Xiaokui was useless.

Because the real attack came from behind him.

Before he could react, the jet of water like a giant dragon had rushed him from one side of the deck to the other side of the deck.

If he hadn't reacted in time and grabbed the railing on the side of the boat, he would have successfully performed a fancy diving.

He cursed: "FU——CK."

Old Sheng patted Zhao Xiaokui on the shoulder, smiled proudly, "Good job."

The old white man's eyes fell on Zhao Xiaokui's fishtail covered with a blanket, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, "Something good."

The black youth grabbed the railing and climbed up.

This time, when he looked at Zhao Xiaokui, there was no contempt in his eyes, but full of caution.

Before Zhao Xiaokui made a move, he didn't even react at all. The crisis seemed to fall from the sky, and it fell on him without any reason.

You know, he who was able to come out to see the world after the big guy has been a fifth-order extraordinary for a long time. He thought he could crush the other young generation this time, but he didn't expect that the first person he saw would be the first person he met. Slapped him across the face.

The Nightcrawler soldier pushing Zhao Xiaokui was someone she had never seen before.

The face is ordinary, you forget it when you see it, and the low sense of presence is outrageous.

If it wasn't for the fact that the wheelchair didn't have an automatic navigation function, Zhao Xiaokui would have almost forgotten that there was a person behind him.

After tidying up the black youth, she followed Sheng Lao all the way to the meeting room on the warship.

As the organizers, they were naturally the first to arrive. Soon, the old white man who represented the Freedom Tower also walked in after the guides. When he sat down, Zhao Xiaokui saw the man standing in front of him. The famous nameplate, Hood Oliver, a character she had learned about in the history books of transcendental beings.

The extraordinary history of human society is not too long. In the next 10 minutes, more characters that Zhao Xiaokui had seen in history books came in front of her.

The main discussion content of this meeting is the problem that evil gods are raging on the African continent and have been reduced to a treacherous domain.

Zhao Xiaokui thought that anyone with a brain should know how to fight this topic.

To her surprise, before discussing how to fight, less than half of the people were against launching an attack on this strange territory.

"I think this new spooky land is far away from us and will not pose any threat at all. As long as we can control the border between Africa and Eurasia, we can coexist peacefully with the evil gods."

The person who said this was a representative of an extraordinary force in South America.

His strength is not even comparable to Zhao Xiaokui, but after he spoke, many leaders of similar small forces expressed their approval.

Zhao Xiaokui almost laughed at the stupidity and innocence of human beings.

Are they really aware of what kind of existence they are facing?

Dare to say the word peaceful coexistence.

Humans and monkeys live in peace because there is no interest relationship between the two.

When Homo sapiens became the ruler of the earth, how many races like Neanderthals disappeared in the long river of history.

Where did they get their confidence? They naively thought that evil gods could live in peace with humans.

Of course, there are also people who support the attack on the Paradoxical Domain. Most of them are big forces such as the Alliance of the Gods. When danger comes, it is really too unsafe, and it should be killed in time.

Sheng Lao and Zhao Xiaokui, before they came, had exchanged ideas in the Subterranean Realm. When everyone was arguing in full swing, he suddenly called out to Zhao Xiaokui and said, "Xiaokui, among the people present, is there anyone who is right? If the Cthulhu knows best, it probably belongs to you, so if you have any thoughts, let everyone hear."

Seeing that some people didn't seem to believe Zhao Xiaokui, Mr. Sheng smiled lightly, pretending to be calm and said: "You may not know that Comrade Zhao Xiaokui is the fastest one of our night walkers from awakening to promotion to the fifth level. Comrade, it only took a little more than a year, and she was the first to discover and successfully capture the parasite evil god we discovered in the territory of China before."

With Sheng Lao's backing, everyone's eyes on Zhao Xiaokui suddenly became unusual.

Zhao Xiaokui was not stage-frightened, and met the eyes of a bunch of big shots, she sat up straight and asked, "My fellow human beings, do you really understand what kind of existence an evil god is?"

"Do you know what they live on?"

After her two questions, the scene suddenly became lively, and it became like a vegetable market, full of miscellaneous things, and there was everything.

In the end, it was Old Sheng who controlled the situation. He coughed lightly, and said to Zhao Xiaokui, "Don't be tricky, just talk about it."

Everyone looked at Zhao Xiaokui.

Only then did Zhao Xiaokui say in a solemn voice: "We humans and evil gods are in a life-and-death relationship."

"They are the remnants of the previous civilization, hidden in the gap between time and space, and are not tolerated by this world. They can only enter our world by smuggling. I think everyone knows the so-called smuggling. The border, creating fake identities... But unlike ordinary people smuggling, the identities obtained by smuggling evil gods cannot be fake, they must be real."

"I think everyone here should have come into contact with the sacrifice of the evil god. They sacrifice the lives and souls of living people to the evil god through formations in exchange for power. This is actually a way to help the evil god smuggle. After the evil gods accepted the sacrifice, they were abandoned by civilization and had nowhere to go, so they obtained a destiny that can intercept power from the long river of time."

"However, the fate of a single individual is limited, especially for ordinary people, whose fate is often only about a few decades to a hundred years, and before the evil gods become evil gods, most of them are above the seventh level, eighth level, ninth level or even tenth level. Or, I don’t know how long their lifespan is, do you think they will be willing to accept the sacrifice of only one person, spend a lot of effort, and only stay in this world for a few decades or at most a hundred years?"

impossible.

This is the answer everyone has in mind.

"If they want to continue to live, there are only two ways. One is to raise the ruler of the current civilization, that is, us human beings, like pigs and sheep in captivity. Whenever the fate of the last person is exhausted, Choose one person from among us, kill them and obtain a new identity, and continue to live in this world, and the second is to kill most of us humans, destroy the civilization we created, and force the world to recognize them The presence."

"No matter which one they choose, we have an endless relationship with them."

Hearing Zhao Xiaokui's words, everyone broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Many of them have dealt with the evil gods, and everyone knows how powerful the evil gods are, so they are unwilling to face the evil gods who have created a large-scale ghost realm. In their opinion, as long as the ghosts If the domain is not bordering on your own land, it has nothing to do with your own side.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiaokui clarified the pros and cons of the two that he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Someone questioned: "Why do you know so much about the evil god?"

Zhao Xiaokui tapped her temple, "Because I once devoured the soul of an evil god, and I have special blessings on my body, so I know them better than you. You can choose to escape, and then be killed by the evil god like livestock." Killing, you can also choose to resist and fight bravely, this is a personal choice, I don't force anyone to be a coward or a warrior, what I want to say is—"

"In the war of civilization, there has never been the word peace. It is either advancing or retreating, either living or dying."

Old Sheng watched Zhao Xiaokui who was speaking.

She was sitting in a wheelchair, and her position was lower than others, and the chair back was lower than others, which also made her less imposing.

But when she spoke, everyone who was swept by those dark golden eyes unconsciously showed a gesture of surrender and obedience.

On her thin body, there was a vague aura called a king.

Zhao Xiaokui's words successfully convinced most people.

The rest of the lower part deliberately protested, but he was so soft-spoken that he was not taken seriously by others.

They directly discussed the method of attack, the supply of materials, and even the distribution of resources after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War.

As for failure?

No one will discuss this issue.

As Zhao Xiaokui said, either life or death.

The meeting lasted for three days, and various plans were made and overturned.

They knew too little about the evil gods and the paradoxical domain, and had too little contact with them. The only reliable source of information was actually only Zhao Xiaokui.

During these days, every ounce of supernatural knowledge in her mind has been dug out, placed in front of everyone, and discussed in detail.

Collecting information from all parties, they finally came up with the general situation of the entire African paradox.

"We believe that there should be two main great evil gods in Paradise Realm. One is an evil god formed by the ancestors enshrined by the sacred totem. It is very difficult to kill. One is the evil god Turst summoned by the World Extermination Society. According to legend, he is a giant python that can swallow the moon and the sun. In addition, it is the paradoxical domain formed by the paradoxical domain itself. Spirit, it is not easy to break through this paranoid realm and cause harm to the evil god inside."

This is destined to be a difficult battle.