Mermaid Throne

Rongxuan's human middle school life is not very boring.

In the hundreds of years of separation between human beings and mermaids, there has been a big difference.Although the content of the teaching made Rongxuan drowsy, he was interested in many life skills that the mermaid did not learn when he was a student.

Like cooking.

Because the students are all ordinary people, sub-race people have long been recruited into the central city for intensive training, so the skills classes teach mostly life skills suitable for ordinary people to learn, from simple cleaning to complex handicrafts, students can choose freely courses to prepare them for entering society in the future.

As soon as Rong Xuan came in, he chose cooking.

Although mermaids live in the sea, they prefer cooked food.After 100 years of separation from human beings, they have not returned to the era when they only ate live food. Purebred mermaids are like nobles at sea, and they are even more particular about their food.

It was precisely because of the poor environment that he couldn't understand why the scumbag Tao Yiran's fried rice could be considered delicious.

Young Master Rong also gained a lot from the cooking class. At least after each class, the leftover materials or high-quality works from the girls would become his dinner.

The small and handsome boy is very popular in Baihaicheng Middle School, especially after he punched the senior students who came to pick quarrels and make trouble.

When the boy with a height of [-] fell to the ground and threw a cloud of dust, Rong Xuan frowned slightly as he looked at his fist that had not exerted any strength at all.

His energy finally came back.

After waiting for a full 20 days, he recovered all his energy from the state where it was difficult to maintain his human form.

During this period, I put an end to all energy-consuming activities, and hid in the human school to recuperate aggrievedly, just to calculate how much time it would take for me to fully recover from exhaustion.

But it turns out that compared to the usual situation where most of the energy can be recovered after three days of sleep, it is too dangerous to completely empty out the energy.

Rong Xuan went to the beach as soon as school was over.

He deliberately avoided the sea, not only to avoid chasing soldiers, but also because his energy was too obviously affected by the sea water.Where there is sea water, his recovery speed will be greatly improved. However, Rong Xuan will have to leave the sea for a period of time in his future life. He needs to understand what will happen to him when he leaves the sea.

However, juvenile mermaids are really fragile beings, otherwise there wouldn't be various clauses in the mermaid law that severely punish races that harm juvenile mermaids.

However, captivity is not harm.

The guy who has been chasing Rong Xuan is holding shackles and a cage to keep him from being free for the rest of his life.

Rong Xuan looked at the turbulent sea and shivered.He couldn't imagine what he would be like now if Tao Yiran hadn't brought him home.

Although I still want to kill him, there will be no troublesome things to worry about in the future, but if I kill him, how will I deal with all kinds of risks outside as a mermaid cub?When he first hid behind the guy to avoid troublesome probing, he finally understood how important it is to have a back that can be covered.

Maybe I should thank this guy who accidentally did good deeds, but the reality is that this damned human being uses his indescribable shortcomings to block the thanks he is about to blurt out time and time again.

Back home, Tao Yiran was exercising.The worn-out equipment was well placed in every corner of the room by him. The young man was wearing his upper body naked, leaning on the ground with his backhands to exercise his abdominal strength.

Rong Xuan squatted aside and looked at it for a while, then dismissed it: "Compared to you humans, the mermaid's belly is almost inlaid with pure steel."

Tao Yiran was carrying a piece of equipment on his stomach, sweating profusely, and didn't even bother to answer a word.

"Try another one?" The child curiously added another size to it.

"..." The boy who couldn't yell out stared, held on for a while, and was finally crushed to the ground. "Damn! Why don't you take a knife and chop off my waist!"

"How many characters do you remember from teaching you yesterday?" Teacher Rong made a surprise inspection.

Bad students snorted to show that they were too lazy to cooperate with his performance.

"Are you a pig or a human? Can't memorize forty words in a day?! Can I still expect you to have the IQ you had before the age of 21?" Rong Xuan scolded arrogantly.

"Damn, I don't need to work! Don't I need to feed your piranha, which can only eat!" Tao Yiran said angrily.

"You obviously didn't study hard!" Rong Xuan shook the textbook in front of him: "See, the seventh-grade textbook, Tao Yiran, you can't even read all the characters in the seventh-grade textbook! Wait for the future to rule Boxing ring, when filling out your personal resume, you can’t even write the names of the opponents you beat!”

"...Fuck your mother, those uneducated birds and eggs gave names that can be written by children who are uneducated to the third grade! Warrior Maru, Hercules, Steel Man, fuck, I'm still Tao Wudi!"

"What kind of promising people can there be in Baihai City? I heard that the northernmost Siberian race is the most powerful. When you hit the other end and meet people like Suhebalu and Daiqin, you won't even recognize their names! "

"...Who said that, as long as someone reads it, I will naturally recognize it." The boy turned his face away.

Rong Xuan's blue veins pick slightly.

"Hey, illiterate, do you know how to write my name?" He had discovered it since he sent himself to school, but whenever he filled out the forms, this guy never asked himself to fill them out, and he didn't even mean to help at all.

"..."

"..."

Many years later, the young man who was engraved with the word "Rong" on his body wished to turn back time and strangle to death the self who arrogantly shook his head to express his disdain for knowing the word.