Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 391 The Bride of the Sea God (50)

Nolan has several scars on his cheeks, especially noticeable on the bridge of his nose.

Her once soft and straight long hair was now disheveled and hanging down her back, and her clothes were half-dry.

He was barefoot, staring blankly at a certain spot in the void. He was usually very alert, but for a long time he didn't realize that Yan Zhen had woken up.

Yan Zhen looked at him quietly, without saying a word for a long time.

She had thought that after witnessing so many of her people being killed, Nolan would hate humanity to the point of never coming ashore again.

I didn't expect him to come back.

Nolan.

As soon as Yan Zhen spoke, Nolan immediately turned to look at him.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Nolan crawled to her side and lay down, burying his head in her arms.

Yan Zhen patted his hair, her gesture strongly reassuring.

After an unknown amount of time, I heard Nolan sobbing in my arms.

Yan Zhen knew he was blaming himself for not protecting his people.

Nolan cried for a long time until she was exhausted, then closed her eyes and nestled in Yan Zhen's arms without moving.

Just then, there was a knock on the ward door, and Wei Shucheng pushed the door open and came in.

He was clearly taken aback when he saw Nolan curled up on the hospital bed.

Yan Zhen made a shushing gesture, indicating that Wei Shucheng should not speak, and then prepared to get out of bed.

When she got up, she realized that Nolan was holding her dress tightly with one hand.

Startled by her movement, he opened his eyes and looked at her.

Yan Zhen patted his hand: "I have to take care of something first, I'll be right back."

Nolan then released his grip and closed his eyes again.

Yan Zhen got out of bed and followed Wei Shucheng out of the ward.

The aftereffects of the car accident were still lingering; she felt dizzy and her whole body ached.

Wei Shucheng wasn't in much better shape; he still had gauze wrapped around his forehead.

The two walked into the corridor outside the ward. Wei Shucheng said, "The investigation is in. The owner of the truck that hit us is a terminal cancer patient who was instructed by someone to kill you. If I'm not mistaken, the mastermind is one of the companies in China that operate the mermaid industry."

The words were clear.

The mermaid industry involves hundreds of billions of dollars in profits, and what she is doing now is tantamount to overturning the table.

They wanted her dead because she had threatened their interests.

If this car accident succeeds, it means the Si family has lost an heir; if it fails, it will serve as a warning to the Si Group.

They were warned to immediately stop spreading rumors about mermaids, or they would face the consequences.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wei Shucheng asked somewhat nervously, "Are you scared?"

The New Territories Research Institute has been closed, and all of the Si family's mermaid businesses have shut down. With Nolan's connection to Si Xia, the Si Group can undoubtedly withdraw unscathed from the campaign to advocate for legislation for mermaids at this time.

But he would lose his partners and support, and with his meager strength, he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Instead of answering, Yan Zhen asked, "And you?"

Wei Shucheng nodded: "I'm afraid."

He was afraid of death since he was a child, and despite experiencing so many things as he grew up, he still couldn't overcome his fear of death.

“But I don’t intend to give up.” Wei Shucheng’s gaze was firm. “We’ve already come this far. If I back down now, I’ll probably regret it for the rest of my life.”

“Me too,” Yan Zhen said.

Relieved by this affirmation, Wei Shucheng asked, "What should we do next?"

Yan Zhen took out his phone: "You, me, and my family will all need to be accompanied by bodyguards when we go out, to prevent what happened today from happening again. Also, I'm going to see my dad now."

The plan must continue.

Yan Zhen took Nolan with him and, escorted by bodyguards, went to the hospital where Si's father was.

After a few days of rest, Mr. Si's high blood pressure has just come down.

Upon seeing Yan Zhen in the ward, she heard her story about how the Chen family had launched a torpedo that killed five or six hundred mermaids, how Young Master Chen had suffered retaliation from the mermaids and how his ocean-going fishing boat carrying hundreds of people had been destroyed at sea, and how she and Wei Shucheng had been in a car accident and nearly died on their way home...

His blood pressure spiked again.

"These people are absolutely lawless!!!" Mr. Si was so angry he was dizzy and his hands were trembling. "Did we call the police? This absolutely cannot be left unresolved!"

Si's mother quickly patted his chest to help him calm down: "Calm down, calm down!"

"The police are handling it." Yan Zhen pressed down on Si's father's shoulder, and in front of Si's mother, she called him "Dad." "You need to pull yourself together. There's something I need your help with."

After Si's father took his blood pressure medication and recovered, Yan Zhen opened his laptop and placed the materials he had compiled for applying for legislation to make mermaids a protected animal in front of him.

“You have connections. I need you to work with marine conservation organizations to submit an application to the relevant departments. Wei Shucheng and I will also use the internet to spread this information and use public opinion to push for legislation.”

After reviewing the documents, Si's father said after a long pause, "Xiaxia, this matter is not easy, at least not in the near future."

Yan Zhen frowned: "What do you mean?"

Si's father sighed and said only four words: "The leadership transition is coming up soon."

Yan Zhen fell silent immediately.

During critical periods of leadership changes, most leaders seek stability while in office.

Opposing the killing of mergansers involves such a large chain of interests that if the matter escalates, those whose interests are threatened will become desperate, and no one knows what they might do.

There's a lot more to this than meets the eye.

If the Si family rashly gets involved, they might be swallowed up without a trace.

"Shall we wait a little longer?" Si's father observed Yan Zhen's expression. "In another nine months or so, a new leader will take over. The new leader will want to get things done as soon as possible. It won't be too late to bring this up then."

Yan Zhen shook his head: "I'm afraid that won't work."

The enraged merfolk couldn't wait that long.

Si's father looked at Nolan behind Yan Zhen and said, "Young man, can't you communicate with your people?"

Nolan didn't speak, but looked at Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen subtly took two steps to block Si's father's view of Nolan: "Dad, he's not even two years old yet, please don't make things difficult for him."

Mr. Si had no choice but to give up, sighed deeply, and got out of bed.

Seeing this, Si's mother quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Si's father unplugged the USB drive from the laptop's port: "Whether it works or not, I'll give it a try."

Yan Zhen's face lit up with joy: "Dad, thank you!"

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After leaving the hospital where Si's father was staying, Yan Zhen took Nolan back to the villa on Changming Road under the escort of bodyguards.

When I arrived at the door, the ornate iron gate was wide open, and I could smell a strong stench even before I went inside.

Yan Zhen frowned and was about to go in when Nolan stopped her and walked into the courtyard first.

The yard was ransacked, and when we entered the living room, there was a large "death" character painted in red on the wall of the main hall.

The house had been vandalized, and excrement was scattered everywhere.

Yan Zhen found a letter on the table. When he opened it, he saw that there was only one line of printed text on it, and the content was simple and blunt.

"If you don't stop, your whole family will die!"

Yan Zhen tore the letter to shreds with a blank expression, then turned around and found that Nolan was gone.

She went to the backyard, where Nolan was squatting in front of the chicken coop, his back view filled with silent anger—all the chickens and ducks he raised had been smashed to death, their fluffy corpses scattered all over the ground.