Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Blake weaved through the crowd quickly, and saw a head bobbing about the water.

Even more strangely, there were two girls sobbing their hearts out. Both of them were drenched.

He had heard that there had been two girls who had fallen into the water. Had they been rescued already.

A middle aged woman shouted, “Give me back my daughter! My poor daughter!”

She panicked as she spoke, insisting on getting into the water.

Blake pulled her out of the way at once. “Don’t you go in there!”

The lady refused to listen, insisting on going in. “My daughter, please save my daughter!”

But, there were a few old uncles and aunties shouting by the shore, “No, it’s a man… there’s a man too!”

So was it a man or a woman?

The middle-aged woman shoved Blake away, and was promptly yanked back.

He asked sternly, “Can you swim?”

The lady shook her head.

Blake said, “Don’t go in there. Wait here for me. Got it?”

Upon speaking, he jumped into the water. There was a life at stake here, and time waited for no one.

Blake rowed in the direction of the floating head.

Only for the middle-aged lady by the shore to jump in anyways. The water’s edge was shallow but got deeper as it went further into the center. She walked along the edge, shouting, “My daughter, save my daughter!”

Before she could finish, she lost her footing and slipped and fell into the river!

The lady cried out in panic, struggling and flailing her limbs.

“Help…”

Blake was nothing but annoyed. He’d told her not to come in, she didn’t know how to swim— and she’d done it anyway.

He stared at the head in the middle of the river. It had stopped moving.

closer,

lady might be dead by that

who was more likely to survive. One would usually prioritize that factor when saving someone, not who was more deserving

and hauling her to the shore, before swimming

she was yanked ashore by the people nearby. Her cries could still

could not match Blake’s speed, and had

looked to the shore, and panicked at

Daddy!” She ran

freaked out at this.

around. “Don’t worry, Grandma! I know what

speaking, she ran

not know what to do. She herself could

clutched her remote controller, backing her wheelchair up half a meter. There were too many people by the river— she

spot, flagging

pretty fast runner for how short her legs were, and reached the shore in no time. She did not act rashly, and merely cupped her hands by her mouth to

hoisting her up. “Don’t go running around,

the river were strong, and Blake could only hear himself rowing. He had reached

fingers closed around the person’s clothing, all Blake could feel was a sticky,

This person had just fallen into the water. Why did they feel mossy and slimy, like algae had begun to grow on them? The person was on their back, exposing a pale and lifeless face with upturned eyes. It was a

It was a man.

Just then, he felt something wrapping around

“What?”

you trick me, of all

wrenched his feet free,

coming face to face with a

something in the water was to grab their ankle out of nowhere… but not

nothing but calm. He grabbed the floating male corpse, stomping down vigorously. He had undergone underwater training before, and was able to use

round and soft— because he had lost his footing

was underwater. He grabbed the male corpse, swimming vigorously

relentless in its pursuit, and quickly

once again. This underwater force seemed to

of the corpse, pushing it hard towards the shore. Whether the corpse made it or

own safety was

was able to swim with

that was underwater had now caught both of his ankles. Blake was no longer dragged backwards, but he could not swim forwards

felt slimy, like

just be able to hold off this underwater force

dealing with, and if it might explode