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,

dead by that time.

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

swam back at top speed, raising the woman and hauling her to the shore, before swimming off into

she was

Blake’s speed, and had only

shore, and

She

freaked out at this. “Lilly, don’t go down

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

speaking, she ran

did not know what to do. She herself could not go down, that would only add more

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 she were to fall

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

how short her legs were, and reached the shore in no time. She did not act rashly, and merely cupped her hands

up. “Don’t

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

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

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

It was a man.

he felt something wrapping

“What?”

you trick me, of all

his feet free,

face to face with

the water was to grab their ankle out

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

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

about what was underwater. He grabbed the male

underwater was relentless in its pursuit, and quickly caught up

This underwater

shore. Whether the corpse made it or not was out

own safety was

doing this, he was able to

was no longer dragged backwards, but he could not swim

slimy, like the corpse from

might just be able to hold

dealing with, and if