Qing Heng was a caregiver in the intensive care unit on Blue Star. After an assault on medical staff, he transmigrated to the interstellar era, with the identity of a "destitute member of a human race whose home planet was destroyed." His mental strength was barely E-rank, and he struggled to survive at the bottom of society.
Who could have guessed that an accident would awaken the bloodline sleeping within him? A golden fish tail broke through the water, and the legendary mermaid's voice rose in his throat.
He was the only pureblood mermaid left in the entire interstellar world!
The Song of Souls, lost for seven hundred years, had returned. The news swept through the Federation like a storm, and countless factions rushed to get their hands on him.
Just as Qing Heng found himself in danger, a figure stepped in front of him.
Li Qinghan, supreme commander of the Federation's Silverwing Fleet, a White Tiger beastman, and an interstellar war god with triple S-rank mental and combat abilities. He'd spent years on the front lines fighting the Zerg, and his mental breakdown had long since eaten into his very bones. The entire interstellar world revered and feared him.
Everyone thought the cold, hard commander had intervened for the mermaid's healing abilities. No one knew that from the first moment he saw the clean-cut, stubborn young man, an absolute urge to protect him had taken root in his heart.
Later, someone caught sight of the White Tiger commander, decisive and merciless on the battlefield, gently laying his own fluffy white tiger tail across the young man's lap. His ears reddened. "...You can touch it."
And the young man's clear, pure song gradually soothed the storm that had raged for years in his mind.
The gentlest healing power and an absolute desire to protect were always meant for each other.
