After Transmigrating, I Became the Male Lead's Jellyfish - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Back when Jiang Sichen kept me, if the water temperature dropped by even one degree, I would droop my head and play dead for him.

After all, jellyfish were notoriously hard to raise. One tiny mistake and we kicked the bucket.

And right now, I had no idea how cold the water was. It made me shiver despite myself.

“Oh, seaweed. Perfect, I was just hungry.” I yanked up a huge handful and started eating as I walked.

“This fish probably doesn’t have many bones. Let me try it…” I noticed some fish trying to bite me, but before long, my body had healed right back up.

A jellyfish’s self-healing ability was pretty strong too.

“It just doesn’t taste that great… burp.” I forced down my displeasure and ate everything edible nearby, then took out that photo again.

There was an address on the back of the photo… It seemed to be the place where Owner used to work.

I clapped my hands and swaggered off to look for it.

**

“Captain Jiang, we’re detecting abnormal magnetic field fluctuations in Zone Z!” The man in front of the screen looked grim. “Please come take a look. This is the sea area known as the Death Zone. The marine life here has undergone the most severe mutations. Even our repeated surveys cost us quite a few personnel…”

And now, the glaring red on the screen had faded considerably. Usually, that indicated a drop in the danger level.

But every person in the observation room wore a worried frown. Not one of them looked the least bit pleased.

A deep voice spoke coldly. “A new organism at the top of the mutation chain may have appeared. Once its mutation succeeds, it will have near-overwhelming dominance over every other creature in the same environment. We need to prepare for that.”

Jiang Sichen looked toward the screen. His eyes darkened, and his lashes cast a small shadow beneath them.

“Let’s return to the Base first.”

Chapter 4

The place where Owner worked was flooded too.

There wasn’t a single person there.

I hugged my starving stomach, completely at a loss.

Just then, I heard a waterproof radio crackle to life.

“Broadcast number 27803… crackle… The current year is xxx1 AD… To all humans still surviving on Earth… please do not give up… crackle… Please head east… This is the Base… We are still searching for survivors…”

Great!

I clenched my fist. Then I would go to the Base and look for him there.

I casually found a white lab coat and draped it over myself, completely unaware that at some point, the area around me had become an empty vacuum. Not even a tiny shrimp dared swim near me.

On the desk, I saw some documents sealed in bags. On one of them, the handwriting was upright and forceful. It read:

On How to Raise a Picky, Delicate, Tsundere Jellyfish

1. Change the water promptly.

2. Provide enough food.

3. Touch gently.

…

Gently, my foot. He clearly just poked my head at random.