Chapter 209 — What Do Sirens Do All Day?

And these deep-sea saltwater fish actually sneaked bites of their own household fuel… Were they gasoline-sipping brats?

Just as he'd imagined—the deep sea really was full of bizarre things.

Then, out of curiosity, Gao Yang pressed Tir with many more questions about the "giant squid," and its various traits gradually pieced together in everyone's minds:

The remains of an ancient creature of tremendous size—a single tentacle could reach several kilometers in length, like a small mountain range.

It had lain dead on the seabed for countless years without the slightest sign of decay, and it would even keep regenerating—except that each time a bit regrew, the sirens would dig it out and burn it (or possibly eat it).

Small tentacles would sometimes grow on the surface of the giant squid's tentacles; those tentacles would greet the sirens, or dance with them. The sirens' main review of these tentacles was that they were chewy.

The deep-sea creatures living around the giant squid had a strong aggressive tendency, and they were all fairly chewy too.

The giant squid would occasionally attract creatures from distant seas, making them die near its tentacles as if by suicide—and those creatures from other waters had no chewiness to speak of.

Clearly, Tir's standard for evaluating most things in the deep sea started from "chewiness." Whether that was her personal habit or common to all sirens, there was no telling…

And after hearing this great pile of descriptions from Tir, a doubt rose spontaneously in Gao Yang's mind:

What in the world had these salt fish dug up down there in the sea?

Had they dug up an Elder God?!

The chilling thought that came to Gao Yang was no wild leap of imagination; it was simply that the various traits Tir had described made it impossible for him not to connect them with that piece of a god's flesh and blood he had found in the mountain ruins. The god was dead, yet the flesh had neither rotted nor decayed, and it could affect the minds of other living things. Those traits were far too peculiar and distinctive—it was hard not to draw the connection.

The "giant squid" of the deep sea would continually regenerate, whereas the divine flesh and blood Gao Yang had found would not. Perhaps this was because the crystal cube the Gondor mages had fashioned exerted some kind of suppressive effect;

But the "giant squid" could affect the minds of many creatures—so why had it not affected the sirens? These sirens not only treated the "giant squid" as fuel, but even as food... So what on earth were these salted fish made of?