How to become a mermaid

Chapter 172 Sand Sculpture... Ah No, It's a Sand Tank Assembly Line

"Guji Guji..."

Shamanlael held a dozen mushroom-like things in his hand, and rubbed them back and forth like rubbing clothes.

This is the foamy seaweed he just picked from the sea. It is so fresh and crisp that water can come out when poked.

The viscous juice oozed out and fell drop by drop into the bowl prepared in advance by Shaman Lair, and all of a sudden gathered a small half of the bowl.

"Hee hee... hee hee..." There was a burst of laughter.

Sitting not far from Shamanleir is the short-haired water monster Huck, who is washing the sea sand swiftly with his hands and feet.

The hands with only four fingers are quickly rubbing in the sand, and the fluffy tail is wagging left and right. Its hard-working back looks like a little raccoon cleaning things in the river.

Huck volunteered to help after knowing that Samantel was going to use sea sand to make pots.

"Swipe, swipe..."

After the dirt on the outside of the sand was cleaned, Huck moved the sand in his basin a few times with his claws, carefully picking out the impurities inside.

Although it is only a short-haired water monster, it is more meticulous and serious in its work than some humans.

After everything was cleaned up, Huck picked up the basin containing the sand, floated in the air with his feet, and flew slowly to the place where the sand was dried.

"Meow~"

Miss Tess lay among a pile of pots and pans filled with sand, and occasionally stirred the sand in the bowls with her deft tail to make them dry more quickly.

Not only Huck, but even Miss Tess joined Shamanleir's sand pot workshop, and they are now working on the assembly line.

After the washed sand was dried, Huck returned to the previous "station" with the sand.

It picked up the bowl of seaweed juice that Shaman Lear contained, and while pouring the seaweed juice, it vigorously rubbed the dried sea sand with its paws.

The viscous seaweed juice soon infiltrated into the sand, and the fine sea sand gradually turned into a quicksand texture like space sand under the glue of seaweed juice.

"Crack!" Huck slapped the sand vigorously a few times to compact it.

A pair of furry paws kept waving up and down, and the sand was gradually squeezed into the shape of a large clay pot.

This clay pot is quite decent, not only is it round and flat, it has not collapsed at all, and there are two hanging ears pinched out on the side for hanging ropes.

"Hahahaha…"

After pinching the jar, Huck smiled and showed Shaman Lair his results.

It looked at Shamanleir with bright eyes, and almost wrote the words "quickly praise me" on its face.

Shamanlell always felt that Huck's temper was like some kind of animal, but now seeing Huck's eyes, he suddenly understood.

Huck is a dog!

To be precise, it is an aquatic dog with the appearance of a big mouse, a squirrel tail behind it, and a bird's down!
It's contradictory, but really doggy.

Samantel resisted the urge to smack Huck's head twice, gave it a thumbs up, and praised loudly:

"Great! Huck you have a talent for making jars!"

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee…"

Upon hearing Shamanlell's praise, Huck happily rolled a few times on the ground.

When the excitement was over, it shook its fur, happily picked up the jar it had just made, and put it aside to dry in the air.

In the place where it puts the jars, there are already dozens of sand jars, large and small.

The foamy seaweed juice dries quickly, and it only takes half an hour for the jar to solidify and become as hard as solidified cement.

"Wow...wow..."

The waves beat violently against the hull.

Ole's tentacles suddenly emerged from the sea, and the slender and powerful tentacles picked up the dried sand jars one by one, and dragged them into the seabed.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sand tank fell into the water with a sound, and made a burst of crisp sound when it hit the sea surface.

Several jars were smashed to pieces by such a sudden impact, split into several pieces and scattered on the sea surface.

This is not Ole's sabotage, it is the last link of the sand tank assembly line, that is, the quality inspector of the tank.

"Papa papa!" The sand tank undulated in the sea, making a crackling sound.

Following Ole's simple and rough actions, another sand tank was broken, sank to the bottom of the sea and returned to where it came from.

As a quality inspector, Ole is really strict.

"Hahahaha!"

Huck stood hopping on the boat, glaring at Ole's destruction of its labors.

The jar that was finally finished was smashed like this, and the beard on its face was raised in anger.

If it weren't for Shaman Lair being here, Huck would probably be cursing.

Ole didn't care whether the little thing was happy or not, and after dropping the sand cans several times, he used his tentacles to drag the last few surviving cans back to the deck.

Very good, it completed the quality inspection work seriously and responsibly again!

"Hee hee... hee hee..." Seeing this scene, Huck was so angry that he jumped up on the boat.

"Huck, calm down, Ole didn't do it on purpose, it's just working." Looking at Huck like this, Shamanlael could only calm down his emotions.

Huck also knew that he was incompetent and furious, he sat down on the ground suddenly, and began to squeeze the sand pot with his teeth gritted.

"Damn it, I must make a pot that that guy can't break!"

Although there are thousands of differences in body size, Huck is not afraid of Ole at all, but competes with him instead.

"roar~"

Ole under the sea seemed to hear Huck's dissatisfied voice, and let out a low growl in response.

Come on, come on, prove it to me!
"Hahahaha!"

Huck rubbed the sand vigorously with his hands, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

"Hahaha…"

Shamanleir smiled and watched the blue cat and mouse working hard, and felt that he now understood a little bit what those capitalists thought.

It's such a joy to have a motivated employee that makes you want to give it more work!

"Meow~"

Miss Tess uttered a haughty cry.

It looked at Huck with the eyes of a fool, and while lying on the ground basking in the sun, it carelessly stirred the drying sand.

Compared with Huck, it is the other extreme.

The weather is so good, working is worse than fishing.

"Hahahaha…"

Huck is indeed a clever little water monster. After he made up his mind, the sand jars he squeezed out were indeed better every time.

But in just one day, it was no different from the sand products made by humans on the boat.

The number of sand tanks that failed the inspection by Ole was less and less each time. At night, the sand and seaweed had been completely consumed. Sand jar.

He kept two of the most beautiful pots, and tied the others with ropes, and put them in the bottom of the cabin to hang as traps for octopuses.

As for the remaining two, they were hidden in the cabinet in Moni's room by Samantel.

Alicia's birthday is coming up, and this is one of his gifts for Alicia.

(End of this chapter)