Chapter 15 Self-Recommendation
Sa'er did not return to the supervision area like the other monsters. At some point, he had quietly slipped into my resting room.
Dressed thinly, he lay on the inner side of my bed.
After I finished showering, I stood by the bed with my arms crossed, tapping my arm with my fingertips. "What are you doing?"
"Offering myself to your bed."
Sa'er unbuttoned his clothes and reached out to me.
I smiled, placed my hand on his neck, and pulled him down with me onto the bed. He flipped over to kiss me, but he didn't even know how to kiss properly. He clumsily bit my lip open.
"Want me to teach you?"
Sa'er refused. His strength was considerable. He pinned me down so I couldn't move and stubbornly declared, "I can do it."
Fine. This stubborn little fish was surprisingly good at tormenting people.
He learned quite fast.
...
I picked up the clothes on the floor and tossed them into the laundry basket, then casually lit a thin cigarette. Sa'er knelt at the edge of the bed and reached out to snatch it away. "Don't smoke."
I blew a puff of smoke directly at his face. "What? Even monsters care about health now?"
He stayed silent, his brows furrowed. I immediately gave in and extinguished the cigarette.
That face of his made it hard to stay annoyed.
"Let's talk about serious matters."
"Sheng Tianyun came looking for you just for revenge?"
"Probably not."
Sa'er lifted his face. The tiny red mole at the corner of his eye looked even more dazzling under the warm yellow light. "You mentioned before that his legs never regenerated?"
"Yeah."
Ever since monsters revealed themselves to humans, they had been hunted on a large scale. Sheng Tianyun's institute did exactly that. They captured large numbers of monsters for experiments and extracted their genes to implant into humans.
Cancer cures and limb regeneration were no longer impossible dreams.
Yet Sheng Tianyun's severed legs still had not regenerated. Something as simple as fusing with a starfish gene should have been enough. Given his personality, it was impossible that he would have waited this long.
Sa'er said, "He was poisoned by me. He can't accept genes from other monsters."
"So he came to you to detoxify?"
"Should be."
I sat at the edge of the bed, poured a glass of red wine, and suddenly thought of something.
"Is there still an antidote for your poison?"
"There is, but the thing that can neutralize it came ashore before me and was lost."
"Hm?"
"Among every ten million White Rays, one mutated White Ray will be born. At the place where they are born, a Red Coral will grow."
"A pearl will form on that Red Coral. That is the antidote to the White Ray's toxin."
What was this?
A guaranteed antidote within three steps?
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing. It's quite interesting."
Sa'er grabbed my hand, spread it open, and rubbed his face against my palm in a circle.
"I've decided. I'll go to the Monster Research Institute."