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.

lady was closer,

water, the lady might be dead

who was more likely to survive. One would usually

the woman and hauling her to the shore, before swimming off into the

by the river, crying out once before she was yanked ashore by the people nearby. Her cries could still

Lilly could not match Blake’s speed, and

the shore, and panicked at

She

at this. “Lilly, don’t

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

speaking, she

She herself could not go down, that

wheelchair up half a meter. There were too many people by the

retreated to a safe spot, flagging down a passer-by to watch over

was a 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

hoisting her up.

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

fingers closed around the person’s clothing, all Blake

found that very strange. 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 terrifying

It was a man.

Just then, he felt something wrapping around his ankles

“What?”

trick me, of

feet free, stomping

would have been scared witless coming face to face with a corpse, but not

terrified if something in the water was to grab their ankle out of nowhere…

grabbed the floating male corpse, stomping down vigorously. He had undergone underwater training before, and was able to use his

he had lost his footing after

time to think about what was underwater. He grabbed the

the thing underwater was relentless in its pursuit, and quickly caught up to

This underwater force seemed

frowned. He let go of the corpse, pushing it hard towards the shore. Whether the corpse made it or not was out of his

safety was

doing this, he was able

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

felt slimy, like

able to hold off

did not know what he was dealing with, and if