How to become a mermaid

Chapter 146 Set a Small Goal First
into the night.

The sky had already darkened, and the bottom of the sea had become pitch black with almost no light to be seen.

After a day of tossing, Alicia and Ole were also tired. They cuddled each other and fell asleep in the reefs around the Moni.

Although Samantel strongly invited Alicia to come on board to rest, saying that it would be safer, she still refused.

Alicia still has some resistance to the boat. As a mermaid, the coral reef is her bed, and she is used to sleeping in the coral.

In this case, Shamanleir did not force it.

He is not asleep yet, but lit a light stone lamp, and practiced sewing the arms and legs of the octopus under the light.

A whole arm-thick octopus foot was held by Shaman Lair, which he just cut from a certain octopus. The reddish-brown tentacles were full of elasticity and wriggled slightly.

The suction cup also maintains a certain suction force, one by one trying to suck the skin of Shaman Leer's body, and there are already many red marks on his body sucked by the suction cup.

Pressing this random tentacle on the table vigorously, Shamanleer stretched out his sharp nails, and with a few forceful strokes, the tentacle was divided into five pieces.

He threaded the needle deftly, ready to start sewing.

Shamanleir can sew clothes. After all, he was an orphan in his previous life. He didn't dare to trouble others for such trivial things as his clothes were torn. He had to do it himself.

However, since becoming a mermaid, Samantel has never worn clothes again, and he hasn't repaired anything for several years, so his movements are a little stiff.

Moreover, the mermaid was a predator after all, and his nails were particularly sharp and slender, which somewhat hindered him from doing such delicate work.

This kind of feeling is a bit like those women on the earth who have long and pointed manicures are working with their fingers raised, and every move is done with precision, which looks a little "elegant".

The long needle, about half a finger long, passed through the octopus's bowl foot, and it came back with a bit of toughness and soft touch. It was an experience that was unfamiliar to Shaman Lair.

Especially after being stimulated, this octopus' foot will bounce slightly, which adds a lot of burden to Shaman Leer.

He poked it crooked several times, leaving several large and small needle holes on the octopus' feet.

Although it was very troublesome, Shaman Lair deliberately did it while the octopus's legs were still moving. Ole's tail also moved and was very lively. Even with anesthetics, it could not guarantee that it would be completely honest.

After sewing half a circle, the nerve reflex reaction remaining on this tentacle gradually subsided, and it was left motionless to be slaughtered by Samantel.

Stabbing in, stabbing out, poking an eye, the movements of Shamanlael's hands reciprocated.

After sewing a full circle, he lifted the octopus and looked at it.

First attempt at stitching, he didn't do well.

The traces of sutures are particularly obvious, the trend is very irregular, long and short, the whole suture place is bulged high, and the positions of the two ends of the bowl feet are slightly crooked, not completely aligned.

Fortunately, it was just an octopus foot. If it was placed on Ao Lei, it would definitely not work.

"I still need to practice more..." Shamanlear sighed.

He immediately grabbed the other pieces and continued to practice.

This suturing practice lasted for more than an hour before he sewed the uncut octopus foot together.

The whole arm and foot became crooked, and it looked like a rag doll that was made together, a bit ugly, and a bit cute.

After observing it for a while, Samantel directly put it in his mouth and chewed it and started to eat it.

After practicing for so long, I'm a little hungry...

He put away his needle and thread, gnawed on the octopus feet as a snack, and wrote today's diary.

[On the first day when I reunited with Alicia, the weather was fine and my mood was bright.

The first thing to do now is to connect Ole's tail.

Sea earthworms have been raised, let them stay in the artificial environment for a while, the mucus secreted will be cleaner and more hygienic, and it will be more safe to use.

Although the dancing plant has not been found yet, Alicia said that she has a way. She seems to know the location of several uninhabited islands. She said that she can look for traces of the dancing plant on those islands. If it is not possible, she can go to Find other mermaids for help.

After resting here for two days, we set off to the uninhabited island.

There are so many pots and pans on the boat, I think I can make them into small flower pots, and when I get to the uninhabited island, I will collect all the plants that can be used as potions and put them on the boat to raise them.

I am going to put all these pots in Mooney's room, and there is no better place on this ship.

The ceiling of his room can be opened. I plan to drive the boat to float on the sea every day for ventilation, and then open the skylight to let the plants bask in the sun for a few hours and enjoy plenty of sunlight.

Wait until night to drive the boat to the bottom of the sea to rest and have a good sleep.

The cabins of the crew are just separated by rooms, and each room can independently raise a creature that can be used as a potion.

However, since we want to raise things, we have to consider the issue of excretion. I didn't expect that the boat would be full of excrement.

Maybe I can bring back a lot of sand when I go to the uninhabited island, and try to burn glass to make more cages for those creatures to limit their range of movement, so that I don’t have to worry about excrement everywhere in the room!

I'm such a smart and witty mermaid!
The bottom two floors are used as my personal hobbies cultivation base, and I am always a bit unwilling to hybridize an excellent anemone bed.

Anyway, mermaids have a long lifespan, and I'm still young, so I have time to mess around.

After writing so much, I suddenly realized that I still don't know what I want to do in the future?

Hmm... this is really a question worth thinking about.

When I was on the earth, I felt that everyone’s actions were arranged, going to school, working, getting married, raising children, worrying about the children’s life, retiring, going to square dance with old men and sisters, suffering from various old age sickness, and finally death.

Almost no one can escape this process. After all, those who can achieve achievements beyond the reach of ordinary people are a minority. Most of them live their lives in such a mediocre way, being an ordinary screw.

Before I crossed over, my dream was to get into a good university, find a good job, marry a good wife, have a good child, and build a happy family.

But now... the mermaid doesn't seem to need a job, nor does it have any social pressure, so what will I do in the future? 】

After writing this, Shaman Lair stopped writing and began to think about Yusheng.

As the saying goes, if you don't belong to the same family, if you don't enter the family, it's not without reason that Samantel will become Pochi's son. They all have similar salted fish personalities.

Shamanleir has no obsession with fighting and killing, nor has he ever had the idea of ​​punching and killing any unsightly enemy, let alone fighting for territory.

For him, whether he is a man or a fish, the most important thing is to be happy.

[You must grow up well and have a certain ability to protect yourself.

Then...set a small goal and become a good doctor respected by all fish in the sea!Let all fish know that there are excellent pharmacists among mermaids! 】

The tip of the pen slid, and Samantel slowly wrote this line of words on the paper.

Compared with fighting and killing people, he prefers saving fish from fire and water.

(End of this chapter)