My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 192 - 131: Li Qingping, I’m no longer human! (Requesting monthly votes)_2

He walked to the bookshelf and, having loaded a new role memory, he could see that those previously empty bookshelves were now filled with a large number of books.

This shark had lived for who knows how many years, always hunting in the sea, living a day-by-day existence.

Therefore, its memories appeared on the bookshelf in the form of children’s drawings, with many details omitted. With each page turn, a month or even a year of the shark’s story passed by, told in a very sketchy manner.

Ji Minghuan randomly pulled a few from the shelf to read, flipping through those memories. Most were told from the perspective of a predator, describing how this last Eternal Abyss Shark survived in the deep sea, like an episode of the large drama series "Underwater Animal World," better not seen at all.

But he deliberately picked out the last picture book and took a look. It stated that by 2020, the body of this shark was already a full hundred meters long, a monstrous creature indeed, but still exactly half the size of the Legendary Whale.

In other words, if it wanted to eat the Legendary Whale, this shark would have to grow at least twice its size.

And in the role memory, it also mentioned: this shark had the ability to change its size and appearance.

So it shrank its body to palm size and disguised its appearance as a "Nobel Shark"—entirely blue, looking round and smooth, completely devoid of a shark’s ferocity and intimidation.

These sharks were also called "Shark in the Palm," with no size difference between a mature "Nobel Shark" and a juvenile one, so in the ruthless ocean environment, the Nobel Shark species had a natural disadvantage, being at the bottom of the food chain from birth.

They could only survive by preying on tiny fish and eating algae-type plants, so the number of Nobel Sharks was very scarce. For humans, catching a Nobel Shark was equivalent to scooping up a bucket of gold, and many wealthy individuals in the Whale Terrarium would keep them as pets.

To blend into the Whale Terrarium, "Yaguba," the hundred-meter-long ocean overlord, had to lower its status, transforming into a "Nobel Shark," and finally ended up in the hands of the King, who then gave it to the Third Prince as a gift.

In the memory, the Third Prince was named "Cezar," and he was twelve years old this year.

Cezar was a boy with albinism.

Because he had been frail and sickly since childhood, he was often advised not to go out freely and, unlike the other princes, could not go and play in the world of commoners. So the thing that accompanied him the longest was probably this seemingly luxuriously decorated yet boring bedroom.

To him, it was like a beautiful birdcage, and he was a bird trapped inside.

Only occasionally, with his father’s permission, would the Third Prince be let out of the birdcage to see the world outside.

Because of this, compared to his peers, the Third Prince’s mental age was actually much lower, equivalent at most to that of a six or seven-year-old child.

He was both innocent and introverted, frail and sickly, which prevented him from forming close bonds with his two brothers. The Eldest Prince and the Second Prince usually did not interact much with him, only occasionally visiting him.

Ji Minghuan was just recalling this when a figure entered the silent bedroom.

The shark turned its head from the Crystal Ball to look and saw a silver-haired, blue-eyed boy.

He wore a crown on his head, a luxurious robe draped over him, and inside was a button-up shirt. The boy’s delicate features were like those of a girl, with long white eyelashes falling over his eyes.

If there were no surprises, this must be the Whale Royal Court’s Third Prince—"Cezar."

The language used in the Whale Terrarium was Latin, and the learning ability of the Eternal Abyss Shark was very strong. In just a short time after entering the terrarium, it had learned many grammatical rules.

Ji Minghuan pressed the shark’s head close to the surface of the Crystal Ball, staring at Cezar.

Cezar came over, his long cloak trailing on the ground like a bird’s tail feathers. He picked up the Crystal Ball from the bedside table and sat on the soft bed.

"Li Qingping is coming back... Li Qingping is coming back," he mumbled to himself, lying on the bed, holding the Crystal Ball high and making eye contact with the shark, a tone of undisguised joy in his voice.

"Who is Li Qingping? Such a silly name, the person must be silly too," the shark said slowly from the Crystal Ball, watching his eyes.

Cezar was slightly taken aback, then slowly widened his eyes.

A vacuum-like silence enveloped the two until the shark in the Crystal Ball broke the silence once more:

"Hey, can’t you hear me talking?"

"A talking Nobel Shark!" Cezar belatedly opened his mouth and shouted, dumbfounded.

"Shh! Quiet! If others hear, I’ll be cooked and eaten!" The shark said softly.

One person and one shark stared at each other with wide eyes for a long moment, then Cezar slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes suddenly bursting with a scorching light, like a child seeing a new toy in a mall.

He first looked around to confirm that no one else had seen this scene, then quickly tucked the Crystal Ball and himself under the covers, leaned close to the Crystal Ball, and whispered:

"You... really can talk?"

"Otherwise, is a ghost talking?" the shark said, "Shh! This is our secret, don’t tell anyone, or I’ll bite my tongue and commit suicide in the Crystal Ball."

"Mm-hmm, secret!" Cezar nodded obediently, his blue eyes glowing in the dark, "Shark, shark, what’s your name?"

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