How to become a mermaid

Chapter 167 The Ins and Outs
It took more than half a month from meeting Huck to treating it.

After so long, Shamanleir finally knew its specific situation.

Huck, male, ten years old this year.

The lifespan of the short-haired water monster is about the same as that of the murlocs, and it is generally not considered mature until the age of 12, so Huck is still only a sub-adult water monster.

According to it, there used to be a family of small short-haired water monsters in the pool, and a dozen or so of its companions lived in it.

They are not local water monsters, but were released here.

That's right, it's life release.

There are also churches on Auer, and there is a church named [Compassion Society], and its teachings are very similar to Buddhism on Earth.

The doctrine requires believers to be vegetarian only and not to kill.

Some fanatics also buy animals from other people, or "rescue" some suffering animals from certain places, and release them all over the world. It is said that doing so can accumulate good luck and gain blessings.

Huck and the other monsters of his family were "rescued".

They originally lived in a small stream on a large island. Although they faced the risk of being caught by humans as pets, they lived a decent life with food and drink.

One day someone came to the island and caught them all at once.

"That person is very tall, with a bare head and no hair, and a pattern similar to an eye is carved on the back of his head!"

"He brought us to this island, threw us all into the pool, and sang and danced around the pool for a while, and I heard him say [From today onwards you are free, may the merciful God bless you] and then Let the boat go."

"My companion and I feel very inexplicable! I don't know what's wrong with him, so he insisted on getting us here!"

"We tried to go back, but we didn't know the way. After swimming in the sea for a while, we couldn't swim anymore, so we could only make our home in this pool."

Huck stood on the floor, dancing and telling the story to Shamanlael.

Although part of its brain was eaten by bugs, its memory is not bad, and it can remember everything from a few years ago.

Hmm...much better than a mermaid.

"Since we can't go back, we want to live a good life here."

"In the first one or two years, it was quite peaceful, and the group of murlocs didn't come. We are the most powerful people on the island."

"However, half a year ago, a terrible parasitic disease suddenly spread in the pool."

"Most of the aquatic animals in the pool, as well as my companions, died one after another, and finally I was the only one left." Huck said with lingering fear.

It thought that it would die in the pool too, and become another unlucky one whose brains were eaten up by bugs, but it did not expect to meet Shaman Lyle and Alicia by accident.

At that time, its mind was muddled, and the worm took control of its body, and attacked Shamanlell and Alicia.

Thinking of this, Huck lowered his head, and apologized to Shaman Lair with shrugged ears: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Samantel touched Huck's furry head and forgave it graciously.

Who would refuse an apology from a wild Pikachu, forgive it of course!

"The phantom that day, was it made by you, or was it a bug?" Shamanlael asked.

"Bug!" Huck said with certainty.

After speaking, it shook its head again and said, "It's me!"

However, after saying this, it shook its head again and said, "No, it's a bug!"

It didn't take long for this statement to be denied by it: "No, it's me!"

"Bug...I...Bug...I..."

"Hahahaha…"

Huck seemed to be in some kind of logical confusion, laughing out loud, scratching his head with his claws and jumping up and down anxiously.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, speak slowly!" Seeing Huck's reaction, Shamanlael hurriedly stopped it.

Seeing that it was so clearly organized before, Samantel almost forgot that part of Huck's brain was missing.

"Are you trying to say that you created illusions under the influence of bugs?"

Hearing this question, Huck's eyes lit up and he kept nodding.

"That's right! The worm asked me to do it!"

"The bug wants you to enter the pool and control me to create hallucinations. I could fly and run fast before, but I can't create hallucinations!"

"They...those bugs drilled through my brain, and I'm done!"

After listening to Huck's words, Samantel sorted out the logic in his words, and probably understood what it meant.

Huck himself has mastered the ability to fly and move at high speed, so when Shamanlell first encountered it, it seemed so elusive.

However, the ability to create illusions is acquired after being parasitized by insects, not comprehended by itself.

"Then can you still do it now? I mean create illusions?" Shamanlael asked again.

Hearing this question, Huck tapped his head and replied proudly: "Yes! I can still create illusions now!"

This answer made Samantel frowned. Huck can still use the ability of bugs. Are these bugs still alive?

He looked at Huck with an eager expression on his face.

How about... feed it a few more bottles of medicine?

Maybe it was aware of Shamanleir's thoughts, Huck jumped up to him and said, "It's not a bug, I can feel it, it's me who has mastered this ability!"

"I don't need their help now, I can create illusions myself!"

"Wait a minute!"

Hearing what Huck said, Samantel took out a notebook from the drawer and wrote a line on it.

[The black nematode round-billed has the ability to create illusions, and can allow the parasitized person to understand this ability to create illusions. 】

After writing, Samantel took Huck to find the cage it was in before.

He wanted to verify Huck's statement with his golden finger.

After searching carefully in the cage, Samantel finally found the half-cut black nematode corpse in the corner.

The information about this bug appeared in front of him, and he skipped the previous content and read the notes directly.

However, the annotations remain the same as before, nothing new appears.

Shamanleir thought for a while, opened the notebook, and changed what he wrote before, and it became:
[The round-billed black nematode has the ability to create illusions, and there is a certain probability that the parasitized person can also understand this ability to create illusions. 】

After writing, he looked at the bug again.

After seeing the sentence he just wrote in the comment column, Shamanlear raised his eyebrows.

He guessed it right!

It seems that besides eating brains, this kind of bug has some uses.

I just don't know if it's worth it to trade my brain for a skill.

After figuring out this matter, Samantel was in a good mood, and asked the short-haired water monster again:
"Can you control the content of the illusion?"

"When we met for the first time, I saw a vision of dancing plants by the pool, the kind of plants that sway and dance in the moonlight. Have you seen them on the island?"

(End of this chapter)