How to become a mermaid

Chapter 153 The Forest
"Kakaka…"

As soon as the sharp nails dug a hole in the soil, the somewhat soft and moist soil was quickly dug open, exposing the slender grass roots inside.

Shamanlael held the stem of the fish head grass and pulled it out while digging the soil.

In the process of weeding, he accidentally touched the top flower.

The fish head grass began to shake desperately and let out a piercing scream.

"Ahhh-!"

This sound was particularly sharp, a bit like the scratching sound of fingernails scratching the glass, which made Shamanleer uncomfortable.

Tess, who was watching Shamanleir's actions, even showed a disgusted expression, and stretched out her claws to "snap" on the fish head grass.

"Ahhh~!" Maomao's heavy punches made Yutoucao even more frightened.

Shamanlael hastened to speed up the movement of his hands, pulled out the grass with soil and roots, quickly threw it into the sack, and sealed the opening to let it calm down.

"Ahhh-!"

The screaming didn't stop, but grew louder.

But it didn't come from the sack, but the other fish head grasses in the forest heard the movement and yelled together.

Listen carefully, there are about four or five voices screaming together.

"There are still many in the forest, let's go there and have a look."

Noticing this situation, Shamanlael and Alicia informed, and pushed the wheelchairs to the forest.

"Crunch ~ crunch ~"

The wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the ground, leaving two long marks.

The place where the other fish head grass grows is at the edge of the forest, which can be seen at a glance.

A bunch of unknown bones were scattered on the ground and piled up into small lumps. With the humus provided by various leaves, they grew more lush than the plant in the bag.

With the lesson learned from the first plant, Shamanlael didn't dare to disturb these fish head grasses, and only carefully leaned over to collect them after they stopped screaming.

"Kakaka…"

There was a sound of digging in the forest.

Including the one found on the coast, Shamanleir harvested a total of seven fish head grasses this time.

The harvest was not bad, and he felt that it was enough, so he stopped paying attention to the information about this grass, and then turned his head and looked around to see if there were any materials worth taking back.

The forest on this island is very dense, and the surrounding trees grow thicker than Shamanlell's waist, and the branches and leaves that block the sky make the light in the forest a bit dim.

Seeing these thick trees nearby, Samantel had the idea of ​​chopping one or two and bringing them back to the ship.

He wants to use these woods to make some tools that are convenient for land movement, so that the next time he goes to a desert island to find things, it won't be so crowded.

Touching the tree trunk beside him, Shamanleer turned his head and said to Alicia sitting beside him, "Alicia, let's cut down a tree before we leave."

"Okay." Alicia nodded happily, without even asking her son why he wanted to cut down the tree.

Anyway, if the child likes it, just cut it and it's over!

She turned her head to observe the surrounding trees, suddenly fixed her gaze, pointed to a weed not far away, and asked Shamanleir:
"Son, do you see a dancing plant over there?"

"Where?" Samantel looked in the direction of her finger.

When he looked at the clump of plants, a dense message appeared in his eyes.

Shamanleir carefully identified each one, but did not find the one belonging to the dancing grass.

"No, there's no dancing grass in there." Shaman Lair shook his head.

"You didn't even go over and take a closer look." Alicia said a little unconvinced.

"I looked carefully, but there is nothing." Shamanlell shook his head.

In order to convince Alicia, he pushed the wheelchair over, pointed to the pile of weeds and explained to Alicia one by one.

"This is roadside grass, a common weed with no use."

"This is white-headed grass, which can be used to make soup, but it has no value as a potion."

"this is…"

Although Shamanlell's golden finger doesn't have much sense of presence at ordinary times, it is quite convenient for finding things. You don't have to hold things hard to identify them like other people, and you can get the result at a glance.

It's just that when too many kinds of things are put together, too much information will appear, which will make Shamanleer's eyes dizzy.

Alicia was in disbelief when she heard her son pronounce the names of these grasses one by one.

Oh my god, being able to know so many things, is this something a mermaid can do?
As expected of my Alicia's child, it's just different!
Alicia looked at Shaman Lair intently, with a "kind" smile on her face.

"The last one is the little star flower. When it is not blooming, it looks a bit similar to the dancing plant, but it will bloom, and the dancing plant will not bloom. There is still a big difference."

"I'm done talking, there really are no dancing plants in it!" Shamanel raised his head and said to Alicia after recognizing these plants.

The moment he looked up, he was caught off guard by a hug.

"Oh~ my son is really great! Mom is very happy! You will definitely become a knowledgeable and intelligent mermaid in the future!" Alicia hugged her baby excitedly and couldn't help but praise.

"It's...not bad!" Samantel's ears were a little red, and he didn't dare to tell Alicia that he didn't remember any of the things he read just now, and it was all thanks to Goldfinger.

"Since you are so powerful, mom can rest assured, you can find things by yourself, I won't bother you!" Alicia smiled and let go of Shamanlell, letting him play by himself.

There is a good saying that parents' praise is the greatest encouragement for children.

After being praised by Alicia, Shamanel also became excited.

He pushed his wheelchair, his eyes wide open, scanning the entire forest like a pair of searchlights.

"Crackling~" The wooden wheelchair made a soft sound as it was pushed back and forth.

They searched in the forest for most of the day, but they didn't find dancing plants for the time being, instead they found other unexpected results.

In addition to fish head grass, there are seven or eight kinds of plants in this forest that can make potions.

Samantel dug out all these useful things from the soil and put them together in sacks.

It was an empty bag when he came, but now it is almost full of soil and plants.

"Ahhh~"

The fish head grass that was crushed at the bottom was screaming.

Hearing this sound, Shamanleir opened the bag and checked, and found that the headgrass leaves collected at the beginning were a little wilted, so he said to Alicia:
"Alicia, let's go back to the boat first. I will plant these grasses first. Some plants are very sensitive and cannot be pressed all the time."

"Dancing grass likes to be active at night. After the moon comes out, its characteristics are more obvious and it will be easier to find."

(End of this chapter)