The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Three or four days have passed since Bai Lin was locked in the cabin.

Except for the person called the boss who came to see him halfway, Bai Linbai was imprisoned in the dark bilge for four days—the wet sea smell was terrible, but for him it was a call from his homeland.

Bai Lin tried to knock out a hole through the wooden board, but the wooden board was too hard, and he didn't dare to use too much force to attract people, even after five or six times of tossing, he failed.

Lying dejectedly on the wooden board, Bai Lin felt uncomfortable all over his body, his whole body was hot, his throat was dry and cracked, a mermaid cannot live without water.Those crew members had no experience in selling mermaids, so they naturally didn't know that the mermaid would dehydrate and die within a week if it left the water, turning into a mummified corpse.

"Dad, I think I'm going to die, cough cough cough."

It hurts everywhere, and it's difficult to move, and her throat is torn so badly when speaking, Bai Lin can't stop coughing.

Even though he couldn't bear it, there was nothing he could do about the plot setting, so he could only comfort him with words.

[The host please be patient for another day, I figured out that your life is not to die, and the boat will dock at the pier on time tomorrow morning. 】

"Hopefully I can last until then."

Bai Lin tried to move his position with his elbows on the ground, but without moving two steps, the fish tail hit the wooden board hard, and his head almost hit the corner of the wooden box.

Hey, it's like sacrificing yourself for the mission.

Bai Lin raised his head, the light in his eyes no longer existed, only the choking dust suspended in the air accompanied him.

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And in the king's empire far away on the mainland, a war without gunpowder is continuing.

Standing on the left, Sisyphus has golden hair shining under the sunlight, his pupils are as blue as the deep sea, and his chin is slightly lifted to add a bit of arrogance.

His identity is the former chief minister, and he has served the current royal family since his grandfather's generation, and he is deeply favored by every term.

So far, he is the third chief minister.There is a joke in the court that the chief minister has been changed into a hereditary system by their family, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

Standing on the right, equally handsome and looking a few years younger, is Anthony, the current Minister of Finance.

Everyone in the court knew that Anthony had coveted the position of chief minister for a long time, and he had been overtly and secretly tripping up Sisyphus. The position of minister was taken down.

Both sides were full of gunpowder, but Sisyphus, the subject of much attention, did not show any abnormality. You could not even see the slightest wave in his eyes. Seeing Anthony gnashing his teeth, he wished to rush forward and skin him in public.

There will be a change in the palace every five years. Although the old king does not have the right to directly appoint, he can reveal his personal wishes for the people below to stand in line. This time he obviously supports Sisyphus.

The results of the voting were announced by the foreign guards. As the votes were made public, the results became clearer.

"I declare that Sisyphus will still be the chief minister this time." The majestic old king made a final decision.

Before the party moved, Anthony rushed out first. His face was full of doubts and disbelief, and his voice trembled: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

"Are you questioning the authority of voting?" The old king spoke with a majesty without anger.

"Of course not, my lord, but I don't think Sisyphus has the ability to be the chief minister." Anthony suppressed the anger in his heart and forced himself to remain calm.