Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 518 - 517: Make The Typhoon and Flood Turn a Corner

Chapter 518: Chapter 517: Make The Typhoon and Flood Turn a Corner

"No worries, no worries, the clothes are torn, but that’s okay." Mianmian waved her hand, saying she was fine, then asked, "What’s the plan? If you’re evacuating the city now, how can Mianmian help?"

As she spoke, a plastic bag drifted over in the wind.

The weather forecast on residents’ mobile phones was sounding an alarm, "Attention, attention, Typhoon Piaopiao and the waves have approached and are predicted to pass through our city. Please, residents, try to stay inside your homes, and those on lower floors should evacuate orderly as instructed."

Hearing this, Mianmian glanced to the side and saw that the cloud layers in the sky were in turmoil, indicating how strong the wind was.

She hurriedly turned to ask Black Tortoise, "Uncle Xuan Wu, do you still want to help?"

Black Tortoise gazed at Mianmian, "If I help, the merit will be accredited to me."

"That’s only right." Mianmian replied quickly, "If you help, of course it’ll be credited to you."

Black Tortoise fell silent for a while, glanced at the mortals in the building who were curiously watching them, and flew even higher.

Seeing Black Tortoise fly up, the residents quickly struck up a conversation with Mianmian again, "Little Auntie, we all pretty much believe the myths are true now. You just called him Black Tortoise, is he the one that’s a turtle and snake combined, that Black Tortoise?"

Very few people knew of Black Tortoise’s identity as one of the Primordial Quartet Spirits, but many knew he was a divine beast.

After all, some online games like to name their divine pets after the Blue Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.

Since the question was asked, Mianmian didn’t lie and nodded seriously, "Yes, it’s that Black Tortoise."

"Then if he’s willing to help, can he make the typhoon and the floods just disappear or something?"

"Yeah, I want to know too."

"Little Auntie, could you please ask on our behalf? I don’t dare to talk to him, his gaze is a bit intimidating."

Upon hearing everyone’s words, Mianmian flew over to Black Tortoise’s side and asked him those questions.

Black Tortoise spoke indifferently, "Either is possible, they’ve temporarily stopped for now."

Seeing that the mortals were asking all sorts of questions, he roughly understood that they wanted to interfere with his actions. But since he had already decided to help, listening to the mortals’ opinions was no big deal.

Mianmian, like a little megaphone, repeated Black Tortoise’s response to the residents.

Hearing that either way was possible, the residents chuckled sneakily and whispered to Mianmian, "Little Auntie, that country to the northeast of ours, they invaded our country before and committed unspeakable atrocities, truly heinous! Could you perhaps ask Lord Black Tortoise to help and make the floods and the typhoon take a detour to their place instead?"

Mianmian was aware of this.

Before Phoenix Fairy died, she almost fell victim to those people. It was only by burning down the tea house that she avoided being bullied, though she perished along with those people there.

Now that everyone was talking about directing the typhoon and the floods there, Mianmian turned and conveyed the request to Black Tortoise, then stared at him with expectant eyes.

Somehow, Black Tortoise read the word "expectation" in Mianmian’s eyes.

He raised an eyebrow, "Do you think that’s acceptable?"

Mianmian turned her face away, "No, Mianmian didn’t say it’s okay, it’s up to you, Uncle Xuan Wu. There are so many countries now, each country has its own fate, everyone is different."

After all, that’s just the way the world is, she wasn’t wrong in saying so.

Like the America she was seeing now, don’t they have demon-like creatures as well?

Typhoons are natural disasters, counted as dead, and where they drift to, no one knows! Plus, it would take time to get there anyway.

Mianmian found an excuse for her own agreement and looked up at Black Tortoise with a sweet smile.

That smile—Black Tortoise didn’t know how to describe it. In short... he first thought Mianmian was an honest child, and now he found out she had another side to her.

"Then this venerable self will just carelessly blow a breath of air and have them change direction," said Black Tortoise as he simply blew out a breath of air.

That breath he exhaled, and in an instant, the sky cleared. Merging with the rain, the seawater rushing towards the city halted for a moment before returning to the sea. The sea was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Mianmian ran back to the residents and told them about what Lord Black Tortoise had done.

She had just finished explaining when she heard everyone cheering.

Mianmian couldn’t help but smile, and as she smiled, she began to fall in the brilliant sunlight.

She had held on until now, which was already her limit.

Now that the crisis was over and there was no pressure, she naturally needed to heal her injuries through deep sleep.

In mid-air, after confirming that he had directed the breath towards the island, Black Tortoise stepped leisurely across space, catching Mianmian in his arms.

Just as he caught Mianmian, he heard a challenge, "Who are you, and why are you holding Mianmian?"

It was the Little White Dragon who had found the rain gone and the disaster vanished in an instant, following Mianmian’s scent.

Seeing the hostility in Little White Dragon’s gaze, Black Tortoise let his true form’s Xuying appear behind him. At just one glance, Little White Dragon trembled with fear.

It is said that dragons rule the seas, far more noble and powerful than turtles and snakes.

Yet in the presence of Black Tortoise, who was both turtle and snake, their Dragon Clan was nothing.

"You, you, don’t hold Mianmian. Hand her over to me," Little White Dragon said with courage, confronting Black Tortoise despite his fear.

Black Tortoise, unwilling to bother with Little White Dragon, stood on the ground holding Mianmian.

The waters receded, and the danger was no more.

Green returned all the people she had taken into the Space.

Everyone was surprised to find themselves back in the city from the island, and had many questions, but seeing Mianmian asleep, they all gathered around her.

Hu Yaoyao laughed heartily upon seeing Mianmian unconscious: "Seeing you in trouble makes me happy. It would be better if you were dead."

No sooner had she finished speaking than she was struck by Situ Zha, who had rushed over with his Qiankun Circle.

Hu Yaoyao’s face turned ashen: "If you dare to kill me, you will bear the sin of murder!! I share a life-and-death bond with her, and you can’t lay a hand on me."

Her words silenced both Yang Xian and Situ Zha.

Indeed, if they killed Hu Yaoyao, Hu Yingying would also die; they really couldn’t strike against Hu Yaoyao. This matter had to wait until Mianmian woke up to discuss with her.

Everyone stared at Mianmian with her eyes tightly closed.

As they watched, they noticed that the hair on Little Bun’s head suddenly grew rapidly, quickly returning to its original state.

When Mianmian awoke from her sleep, she was still in the show crew’s room.

But there were also several of her nieces and nephews in the room.

Everyone looked at her with concern, Su Chenfei was even crying his eyes out, "Little Auntie, please don’t endanger yourself next time, okay? Knowing that they wanted to harm you, why did you still walk into their plot?"

As soon as Su Chenfei launched into his complaints, he couldn’t stop and turned to criticize his elder brother, "Big brother, it’s you too. Why don’t you teach Little Auntie some other strategies? She always uses this one, and now she has gotten herself hurt."

Su Chenjin had already scolded Su Chenfei once before this, but hearing this, veins throbbed on his forehead nonetheless.

When would the seventh brother grow up? Was he determined to remain a troublemaker forever?

Matters concerning Little Auntie... Well, if he had to take the blame, so be it. Who made him the elder brother?

Su Chenjin rubbed Mianmian’s little head and sincerely said, "Little Auntie, I’m sorry for not being able to help you, your great-nephew."