Six o'clock in the morning.

The lights in the house were dim, the doors and windows were closed, and the extremely uncirculated air was filled with a hint of salty water vapor, like some fresh seafood from the deep sea.

And the fresh seafood Qi Zhichen Benxian is lying on the bed peacefully and calmly, with his hands folded on his chest, which perfectly interprets what it means to be in the ground in the next second.

His lower body, from a pair of long legs, has become a big long tail.

Medical miracles.

After twenty-two years of life, he developed again.

Although this is indeed a very beautiful tail, if it is developed for the second time, it is also worthy of Qi Zhichen's face that has been a grass for four consecutive years.

Thin scales emerge from the waist and descend into a huge, ornate fishtail.

At a cursory glance, the fishtail occupies almost two-thirds of its length, and its color is pure white, like a fine gem, and the scales reflect the dim light of the room, revealing a strange beauty of colorful colors.

The only drawback is probably that it grows on him.

If I remember correctly, in the past twenty-two years of life, he has bathed hundreds of times, swam dozens of times, and stepped on small puddles on the road on rainy days several times.

Ah, let's count this as a setting.

Thinking of this, Qi Zhichen's calm and self-contained expression couldn't be maintained after all.

He took a deep breath, raised his left hand and looked at the back of his hand, and looked away from it.

On the back of the hand is a pattern that looks like a combination lock.

Specifically, it is four small squares side by side, neatly organized.

The small squares are almost a centimeter long and wide, and the hooks are all golden, which barely distances it from the tattoo stickers bought for three dollars on the street.

The first three squares are shown from left to right with the numbers 4, 1, and 9, and the last square is filled with a slightly dull gold.

And Qi Zhichen, it is precisely because of the hand that he owes-

Or to put it another way, in the case of delirium caused by the action of alcohol on the brain, he tossed the numbers in the first three squares and froze them at 419-

This is, of course, just a coincidence.

Then he pressed the last square again, and he successfully activated the ......

A transformer for a magical boy.

It's incredible, I didn't expect him to be such a practical person after drinking.

Qi Zhichen almost doesn't drink alcohol, and the amount of alcohol is generally modest, but in fact, it is just a glass of pouring.

It's just that yesterday was the last dormitory dinner before graduating from college, and he couldn't shirk it and drank a few glasses, the alcohol was like wings, and not long after he entered his stomach, Qi Zhichen's brain began to surge.

He couldn't drink his face, and on the surface he still looked calm, but in fact, the thoughts in his mind had flown to "why is the pulled out by the little white rabbit round" and "when did the cockroaches in the south evolve their wings".

After the dinner was over, after returning to his house, he took a shower, with a large bath towel on his head, and fell to the bed in a daze.

At almost twelve o'clock, the retro little clock hanging on the wall rang twice, and Qi Zhichen's whole person suddenly seemed to have been electrified, and he woke up inexplicably.

He saw a ray of light.

It was a pale golden glow emanating from the back of his hand.

The four little squares are trying very hard to shine.

Of the four small squares, the first three were vaguely shimmering with illegible patterns, and the fourth was shining with a warm light.

Recalling this, Qi Zhichen covered his face and closed his eyes in pain.

Drinking and mishapting.

If he were in normal times, he would definitely be cautious about dealing with such things of unknown origin.

Although it is not like some wolves who directly cut off the skin on the back of their hands, they will at least consider and study it first, and never act rashly.

Yet last night—oh no, it was 0:01 this morning, and after three minutes of slow thinking and observation with his sluggish brain, which was covered with alcohol, he nodded his head with a serious expression, and thought—

Oh, and it's a combination lock.

Then he's a safe.

The safe is going to sleep and needs to be locked.

Under this string of faultless logic, Qi Zhichen resolutely and decisively poked the first three small squares with a dazed and disguised calmness.

I really poked him.

As the fingers swept over the skin, the first three small squares flashed with a string of numbers, from zero to nine, and then stopped at 5, 2, and 0.

Qi Zhichen stared at it for a moment, sneered, and dialed it to 4, 1, and 9.

Then he poked hard at the fourth square.

With this poke, the back of the hand suddenly burned, as if it had been frozen and placed in hot water, as if all the nerve endings had been activated instantly, and the over-electric sensation ran from the fingertips down the spine to the brain.

Even though Qi Zhichen was weak, he slapped on the bed all of a sudden, the soft bed shook, and he seemed to have fallen into the deep sea from a high altitude.

There was only a faint glow on the dark seabed, which were some fluorescent sea creatures, but he seemed to have returned to the lap of his homeland, surrounded by obedient currents, and sometimes he could touch soft aquatic plants.

The blurry image flashed quickly, and the memories of the mud slowly floated.

Obviously he just had a dream that was too long, and in the dream he turned into a mermaid, and often explained to others that he was not a mermaid, but a mermaid.

As a result, when he woke up from the dream, he really became a fish.

Most of the memories of the mermaid's life in my mind are blurred, and what remains are dry goods, such as the basic characteristics of the mermaid's recipe ability-

The pure carnivorous race has a lot of food, and it's not easy to feed itself.

Qi Zhichen poked his tail expressionlessly.

The numbers in the upper compartment on the back of the hand – for the time being called a passcode lock – have been frozen and cannot be moved.

However, the gold in the last small square had already lit up by a quarter, and Qi Zhichen estimated that if it was all lit up, maybe it would be able to change once.

It's six o'clock, and I'll be able to try again almost tomorrow.

Qi Zhichen's mind was still a little confused, but for a lone ranger whose parents died at a young age and his interpersonal communication was almost confined to the school, there was no other way than to explore silently alone.

He cleared his mind and thought for a moment, then leaned out and stretched out his arm, grabbed his phone from the bedside table, pressed the number and dialed it.

The beep in the earpiece rang for a while, and then there was a sound from the other side.

"I'm assuming your phone's time display isn't broken, right?"

The person on the other side of the phone gritted his teeth, like a volcano that would erupt in the next second: "Then can you tell me, what is the important, important, and important thing that has to be called at this point?" ”

"Ahem," Qi Zhichen's voice was a little empty, "I just want to ask ......"

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you fart!"

"Are you okay?" Qi Zhichen said quickly.

“…… What's that? ”

"I mean, are you healthy? Is there anything wrong with it? Is it normal from head to toe? Are the vital signs stable? Ever feel that something is wrong? Lift the quilt and take a look, are all your organs still there? ”

Qi Zhichen lowered his voice as much as possible, and at the same time quietly moved his ears away.

“……”

Deathly silence.

The other side was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, and the next second was a roar like a storm: "Qi! Know! Early morning! Are you sick!? Did you drink stupidly last night, I ¥%@#¥——"

Toot –

Qi Zhichen took away the earpiece with an unchanged face, pressed his fingers, and hung up the phone skillfully.

He looked down at the contact list, and calmly called all the three people who had dinner together yesterday, and the basic reaction was the same, except that the blood pressure may be a little high, there is no major problem with the body.

The knowledge about the mermaid in my head became clearer and clearer.

Mermaids, species that inhabit the deep sea, the staple food is seagrass and fish, good at controlling sound waves, also has a certain ability to control water, its tears can be turned into special crystals, the tail can be used to distinguish the mermaid grade, white is the highest, the scales are hard.

Qi Zhichen stretched out his hand and groped for a small fish scale on the side of his waist, and broke it hard, and there was a pain like tearing a nail barb, and the pain made him subconsciously swing his fishtail and slap it heavily on the bed-

Click!

With this unpleasant sound, the mattress at the fishtail slap site suddenly concave a large piece, and there were broken wooden planks around it, and it was still one step away from stepping on the bed.

Qi Zhichen: "......"

He glanced at the flowery, powerful tail in awe, and carefully lifted it up to a small corner without the edge of the plank, and then laid it down gently.

Valuables, handle with care, no problem.

Lying on the wreckage of the bed, in the pain of losing money, Qi Zhichen reluctantly accepted the fact that he had become a mermaid.

He stared at the ceiling almost sluggishly for a long time, closed his eyes, abandoned all the messy thoughts, and came up with the same way he used to deal with all kinds of emergency DDL-

First of all, he's not human now.

The reason for this is because he pressed the combination lock in his hand - whatever the truth is, let's do it first.

The first thing to be solved now is to turn back into a human.

It is known that the cooldown time of the combination lock is one day, and it can only be used once a day, and there are a thousand combinations of three digits, and he will be able to figure out this thing if he is more than three years unlucky, and if he is lucky, he will be able to get into the soul.

Very good.

Qi Zhichen exhaled a long breath.

Then set a small goal for a year...... Thinking of his luck in the gacha game on weekdays, he silently added some time-

In two years, let's turn back into a human being.