I! Cleaner!-Chapter 1198 - 1093: Distracting the Pilot Is Very Dangerous (2)

"I guess there's no other way."

After nodding in agreement with the Crab Director's suggestion, the Scorpio Director fumbled in his arms, pulled out a pair of brown-grey scale armor gloves, and tossed one to the Crab Director.

"Here, use this to dig a bit easier."

"Is this... armadillo gloves?"

After identifying the unusual item in his hand, the Crab Director exclaimed in surprise:

"Isn't this used for digging mountains? How did you manage to get this?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Who cares what it's used to dig, as long as it works."

The Scorpio Director put on the gloves, with thick nails at the fingertips, found two bottles of underwater breathing potions, and poured them down, then reached out to the ice wall in front of him and gave it a strong grip.

"Anyway, let's hurry and dig! With Aquarius' working habits, it's uncertain whether the Tidal Realm can be preserved. If we make no progress before he arrives, the current thirteen major and minor planes might dwindle down to twelve in the future!"

That's right... does it matter what we use?

The Crab Director nodded in agreement and promptly put on the scale armor gloves, bending over and vigorously digging at the ice layer.

With the two directors' efforts, huge ice blocks, each with an average diameter of over five meters, were carved out from the solid ice layer.

Upon coming loose from the ice layer frozen to the seabed below, these voluminous ice blocks, having a much lower density than seawater, began soaring toward the surface like shooting stars descending from the sky.

...

Finally, we are almost there...

After checking the position on the real-time updated chart on the shell boat and confirming that they had arrived right above the Central Sea's eye, Leon couldn't help but let out a long breath.

The past day and night were the longest day he'd ever experienced in his life.

The possibly naturally-born abstract siren beauty came up with a new idea almost every moment, while relentlessly testing Ms. Salty's sense of shame, she simultaneously hinted at Leon, repeatedly trying to push her daughter onto him.

Though she was naturally abstract, her soul and Heart Lake were incredibly clear, truly a good person in the traditional sense. Plus, since she was needed to navigate the boat, Leon, though feeling extremely awkward, couldn't punch her to shut her up and could only silently endure her relentless harassment.

And now, finally, the time to rid himself of all this had come.

"Sigh..."

Just as Leon was secretly rejoicing in his heart that this abstract journey was finally ending, the siren beauty, who was piloting the shell boat underwater, suddenly let out a heartfelt sigh, then shot a disappointed glance at Ms. Salty.

"?"

Though quite curious about her sudden sigh, after enduring an intensive day and night's training for her sense of shame, Ms. Salty had learned to control her curiosity, and along with Leon, turned her head away, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

Unfortunately, the naturally abstract siren beauty was never someone who could be avoided by pretending to be deaf and mute.

Noticing no one responded to her sigh, she decisively spoke, forcibly initiating the conversation:

"Actually, after pondering for a bit, I realized you two might not be as compatible as I thought."

"......"

This was such an obvious truth, could you please discover it a hundred years earlier, okay?

Not noticing the identical disdainful looks from her daughter and Leon, the siren beauty continued piloting the shell boat and counting with her fingers:

"Firstly, it's about your personalities. Both of you belong to a more serious type; though this reduces chances of conflict, it could make living together rather dull."

"Moreover, if you have kids in the future, it's not good for them either. With too little communication in the family, it might lead to the kids becoming taciturn."

Isn't that thinking a bit too far ahead?

"And then there's intellect as well."

Under Leon and Ms. Salty's speechless gaze, the siren beauty continued her analysis:

"Wendy is not dumb, but she lacks experience. In some areas, she's naive and reckless, and particularly easy to trust others. If you two are together, and Leon Lord were to stray in the future, a little trickery could easily fool her, which is Wendy's shortcoming."

That's clearly a strength... I mean, I'm already a married man, okay? What on earth are you analyzing!

"And the most crucial factor is age."

Ignoring the murderous intent in Ms. Salty's eyes, the siren beauty sighed while piloting the shell boat:

"We of the Sea Race live much longer than you humans. Even a powerful man like Leon Lord can live only up to one hundred and fifty years. After you leave, Wendy's life ahead will still be quite long."

"My daughter is different from me; she is intensely devoted. In the days after Leon Lord departs, she will surely live in constant reminiscence of you. It's cruel for her, so you two are indeed not suitable, and I won't forcibly pair you up anymore."

Despite the numerous things I could say, thank you for finally realizing!

Glancing at the siren beauty whose soul now bloomed a light pink, confirming she was sincere, Leon couldn't help but let out another sigh of relief.

However, just as he was about to say something to break the awkward silence, the enlightened siren beauty suddenly turned back, asking with a slightly shy expression: