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, only two

he were to save the person in the middle of the water, the lady might be dead by that time. The person in the

survive. One would usually

raising the woman and hauling her to

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

could not match Blake’s speed,

shore,

She

this. “Lilly,

I know what I’m doing.

she

do. She herself could not go

clutched her remote controller, backing her wheelchair up half a meter. There were too many people by the river— she would only cause more trouble if

to a safe spot, flagging

legs were, and reached the shore in no time. She did not act rashly, and merely cupped her hands by her mouth to shout, “Dad!

over, hoisting her up. “Don’t go

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

closed around the person’s clothing, all

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

It was a man.

something wrapping around his ankles and pulling him

“What?”

dare you trick me, of

feet free,

scared witless coming face to

would also have been terrified if something in the water was to grab

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

soft— because he had lost his footing after stomping down, the round thing was probably shaped

did not have time to think about what was underwater. He grabbed the male corpse,

its pursuit,

again. This underwater force seemed

hard towards the shore. Whether

own safety was

was able to

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

like the corpse from just

able to hold off this underwater force until the authorities

this might not work. He did not know what he was dealing with, and