A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 64: Upper Pasamura Island

At this time, it was almost late at night.

The sea breeze was howling and the fog was thick. The entire Pasamura Island was pitch black. At a glance, only the vague outline of the island could be seen.

As the former legal owner of the island, Han Tianyi used a night vision telescope to observe the island for a long time, then looked at Liu Qingzhi: "Should we go to the island now or tomorrow morning?"

Liu Qingzhi looked at Pasamura Island in front of him. Although there was a layer of mist, it was not difficult to see that the periphery of the island was almost entirely covered with withered trees.

Han Tianyi showed him a map of Pasamura Island, with detailed panoramic views and photos taken from all angles. If it was before the end of the world, it wouldn't be a problem to walk through a forest after reaching the island.

But after the apocalypse, there might be other mutant creatures in the woods. It would take some time to get through there all of a sudden. Liu Qingzhi didn't want to bother with that now and just wanted to have a good rest: "Tomorrow."

Han Tianyi nodded, looked at the faint laziness between Liu Qingzhi's eyebrows, and smiled gently: "Okay, then we'll see you tomorrow."

Jellyfish Curie.

The existence of the new pet acid fish did not occupy the original space of the jellyfish. Just like he said before, he can stay in his own space.

However, only he, a living being, could enter the Sour Fish space. Liu Qingzhi could guess this to some extent, so he was not surprised.

There is one thing worth mentioning, that is, after entering the space, the mermaid mutant remained in the outside world in the form of a very small, miniature version of itself, like a figurine, made of clay.

Liu Qingzhi was still a little surprised when he saw the sour fish disappear in front of him and a small sour fish figurine appeared on the ground.

He picked up the small sour fish on the ground. It was about a quarter of the size of his palm, slightly cool to the touch, with a damp feeling without any moisture, and very smooth to the touch. Not only did it look like mud, it also felt similar.

The slime lay on Liu Qingzhi's shoulder, lowered its mimicking head, looked at the mud-like little sour fish on Liu Qingzhi's palm, and expressed its own feelings: "It's gray and ugly."

The color is the color of porcelain clay, like the kind of porcelain that has not yet been fired in a high-temperature kiln.

To be fair, it really doesn't look very good.

But...

Liu Qingzhi said to Slime: "Let's take a step back. Does your green look good?"

Slime: "..."

Slime managed to shut up.

Liu Qingzhi looked at the little sour fish for a while, and the novelty wore off.

Afterwards, when he was about to put the small sour fish aside, Zhao Jiayan came to him happily and his eyes fell on the small sour fish.

"Brother Zhi, please study it for me."

"How do you want to study it?" Liu Qingzhi asked casually, handing the small sour fish that looked like half-dried porcelain clay to Zhao Jiayan.

As a result, before Zhao Jiayan could hold it firmly, the little sour fish jumped out of his palm quickly as if it was being controlled by the mermaid mutant inside.

Zhao Jiayan: "?"

Looking at the little sour fish that jumped three times and was almost three meters away from him, Zhao Jiayan said with a click of his tongue: "You don't want me to study it, right?" His desire to win was aroused: "I must catch you today!"