Bai Wanwan didn't remember when she was teleported away, but she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart.

She hadn't spent the year with her all night.

"The host... You have to remember that you didn't come here in the first place, you lived to earn a chance to be born again. ”

001's words are quite true, her own life is still in the hands of others, how can she have the heart to fall in love. When you become good and strong enough, you naturally don't have to worry about external factors.

This time, 001 didn't take her directly to the next world, but instead stopped in a strange space.

She seemed to be sitting on top of the clouds, with blue stars in all directions. Stars and clouds swept by, and the breeze carried a slight fragrance.

She looked at her hands, touched her face, and was sure that she was using her face in reality, and even her clothes were still the same as her pajamas in the room.

"No... Keep doing the task? ”

"Host, I'm serious about asking you now... Whatever the situation, will you be able to accept it? ”

"What do you mean?"

"A completely different villain from the person you know."

Bai Wanwan smiled: "What kind of stupid thing is this, he is a changeable person in my cognition." ”

001 reluctantly spoke: "Okay...... I hope you stay true to your original intentions throughout. ”

"Why are you pouring me chicken soup with this, are you so good to every host?"

"No...... You are special. ”

"Huh?"

"Ready, let's go!"

The stars in front of her and the clouds wrapped her together, and her eyes seemed to be covered with an invisible mist, and the air around her was changed in the soft and fresh breeze.

When she opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her had changed.

"001, plot?"

"I'm sorry host, from this world onwards, there will be no script to speak of, you can only get out on your own."

Bai Wanwan glanced at it with some surprise, and then carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

It's like a... Water dungeon? A water dungeon in the sea. Icy blue water passed through her hair, and the faint sound of the waves sounded above.

In front of her was a strange building, what looked like a square cage made of glass, with nothing but a bed piled up on the bed that had been worn white by time.

The shattered bones were scattered like works of art on the inside of the cage, which was surrounded by seawater on all sides, and she could easily see all the structures inside, and if there were people inside, she would be able to see the sea in all directions.

Bai Wanwan only reacted slightly at this time why she was floating in the sea, here she bent her knees and looked down, her two legs that originally symbolized human beings had disappeared.

Instead, there is a silvery-white tail with beautiful silver scales that cover the entire tail and separate white fins at the end of the tail.

Bai Wanwan's first reaction was to think of the colorful white, although it looked white and silver, but the scales refracted a strange color under the water.

There were no mirrors here, and she struggled to swim around the deep sea despite the discomfort, but still couldn't find anything to call home.

The farther sea was deeper, and from afar it looked like a void of pitch blackness, and no one knew what that water would be, enemies or other monsters.

Bai Wanwan didn't dare to go, and the range of activities naturally revolved around the transparent water prison.

But further downstream, there are a lot of beautiful fish, colorful corals, and strangely shaped rocks.

She had never experienced it before, floating alone in the endless waters, moving with the current. In this eerily large empty space, loneliness and fear seem to be magnified to the extreme.

When she looked up, she could only faintly see some glimmers of water from the top. She guessed it was the water.

She didn't want to go up for the time being, and after estimating the physical strength of this body, she couldn't go up.

This time the location and people were very strange, and she tried to familiarize herself with the surrounding environment as much as possible, so she planned to improvise.

After swimming in the water for so long, she couldn't help but feel a little lazy, and she went downstream to find a large empty shell, just enough to make her bed.

Bai Wanwan didn't think about anything, just rubbed her eyes and curled up to lie inside.

She was woken up by the noise, the sounds that seemed to be human activity, not only did she wake up, but she even instinctively hid behind a large reef. I think it's the original body's fear of human instincts.

The movement didn't last long, only a few minutes before she heard the sound of an elevator rope being cut and closed, and then the world was quiet again.

There was something more in the water, even if she didn't see it, but she clearly recognized it in her consciousness.

Merfolk are inherently sensitive to the smell of aliens

Bai Wanwan cautiously swam against the reef, went around to one side of the water prison, and looked inside, so she was really shocked and almost fell.

This time, there was one more person inside.

Judging from the back, it was a black-haired teenager, who should be about fourteen years old, wearing a neat and clean dress, and even the posture of sitting upright looked very elegant.

He hung his head and didn't know what he was pondering, and didn't make any sound. Bai Wanwan did not rush forward, but cautiously found a blind spot to hide.

He sat in a stiff position for several hours before he raised his head and began to survey the environment in front of him.

An empty expanse of deep blue sea.

From Bai Wanwan's perspective, you can only see that the person's jaw is tense, and when he tilts his head, he looks like a noble son of a certain family.

In addition to her, and with him, there was another novelty in this sea, a very harp that was stationary next to his legs.

He stooped down and picked it up and placed it on his lap, his long, pale knuckles flickering on it, and a string of fragmentary notes spilled into the sea through the glass, ethereal and melodious, almost intoxicating.

The key in front of him seemed to be an audition, his knuckles snapped, and the smooth, almost unreal music floated in the deep sea like the magic music of the elves.

When he played the harp, he lowered his head slightly, and some long black hair covered his eyes to see the emotions clearly, and the elegant posture and the peaceful aura that came with it made it easy for people to perceive his endless loneliness

The white fishtail curled, intending to go back to his temporary bed first to catch up on sleep, but at this moment, the music stopped abruptly, and the young man's eyes also looked straight in this direction through the transparent glass.

It was still the face in her memory, and the years seemed to have not changed, along with the cold eyes and inky tears, appeared in front of her eyes.