"I didn't know until you came out." Richard looked at her, his face showing no anger of having his secret discovered, nor did he look like he wanted to kill to silence her. Instead, he seemed to be in a good mood.

His attitude made Song Shixin a little confused, "But you..." How could he accurately tell her where she was hiding?

"Actually, this is the only hiding place here, isn't it?" Richard explained to her slowly. He really didn't know whether the intruder was hiding here.

Song Shixin was speechless for a moment, because Richard was right, there was only one place to hide in the entire space.

She exhaled angrily: "Tell me, what do you want now?"

Song Shixin's look of wanting to kill or chop him up at will made Richard laugh.

He didn't look at her, but turned to look at the failed products in the big box and asked Song Shixin: "Do you think Siren really exists?"

It was this stupid question again. Song Shixin felt irritated for a rare moment, but still answered: "It exists."

After receiving her answer, Richard nodded: "Actually, those two stories are not entirely false."

It took Song Shixin a while to remember which two stories they were. She didn't say anything and waited quietly for Richard's follow-up. She finally understood a little bit. Richard didn't seem to intend to kill her?

Richard's eyes were just like the calm sea outside. He spoke calmly as he recounted a story from the past. "When I was twelve years old, I boarded a ship and became a sailor to make a living."

Wars on land never stopped. People who were hungry, cold and displaced had to find other ways to survive, so more and more people left the land and went to the sea.

Richard was one of them.

As a young sailor, he was responsible for odd jobs, cleaning the deck, cleaning clothes, and tidying things...

But he did not complain, because as long as he was on the boat, he could have something to eat and drink so that he would not starve to death, and he also had old clothes to wear.

While working, he would secretly learn some skills, but the experienced people on the ship were reluctant to teach him, because on the ship, what kind of work you do determines what kind of food you can get.

They drifted on the sea, weathered several storms, and if they were lucky enough they would come across an island, where they could go up to hunt and dig some wild vegetables... But Richard always got the smallest and worst share.

At first he may think it is okay, after all, it is much better than before, but as time goes by, he feels unhappy. In fact, he can do other jobs and should get better and more things like those people.

As the dissatisfaction in his chest continued to ferment, their ship sailed into the "Giant Serpent Strait". At that time, no one knew of the existence of this place.

They arrived at this place earlier than the explorers, and at that time, it didn't even have the name it later had.

The horror of the Serpent Strait lies in the strong winds and the continuous huge whirlpools. Their ship was far less sturdy than today's ships. They would be buried here...

But by the time everyone realized the problem, it was too late.

They had no chance to turn around, and could either die here or fight their way across the strait.

Human power is weak, especially when fighting against nature.

Compared with the strong winds and whirlpools in the strait, the storms they had experienced before were just minor ones. Richard was so scared that he was shaking all over and couldn't even pull the hemp rope in his hand properly. He was slapped by the old sailor and driven to the stern.

He huddled in the corner, shivering. The weakness of human nature was fully demonstrated at that moment. He kept praying to God to spare him. He just wanted more food, but he didn't even get it. He shouldn't have to suffer with those people.

Perhaps God also discovered the injustice that happened to him. Amid the howling of the crowd, Richard actually heard a pleasant song.

The song penetrated all the howlings of pain and reached his ears, like some ancient call or a hymn sung by angels.

He stood up tremblingly, grabbing the wooden board at the stern, looking for the source of the redemptive song.

That was the first time in his life that he witnessed a miracle.

Golden hair fluttered in the water, revealing ears replaced by fins. Scales shone on the bare upper body's shoulder blades, and below was a blue fish tail that almost blended with the seawater.

That moving song came from the mouth of such a magnificent creature.

Richard met his gaze and saw that he opened his arms towards him, as if inviting or welcoming him.

Boom!

The ship shook and he heard someone shouting that the boat was broken and water was taking in.

The shouting broke his obsession. He looked back and saw that everyone was throwing heavy objects into the sea in panic, but even so, the outcome would not change.

So they dismantled the planks of the ship, threw them into the sea, and jumped in after them.

Everyone was struggling to survive, no one remembered him in the corner, let alone knew that he had encountered such a miraculous thing.

He is special.

Richard's heart was beating wildly. When he turned around, the beauty had disappeared.

No, you can't!

He widened his eyes, eager to find the figure, this time for real, and jumped down without hesitation.

Plop!

The sea water wrapped around his body, causing him to float up and down.

Richard swam desperately and grabbed a missed wooden board. He was the youngest here, small in stature and light in weight, so he climbed onto the board easily.

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