How to become a mermaid

Chapter 176 The Bebe Who Sprays Water
Samantel followed Ole to the place where he found the mirage.

This is an unremarkable underwater reef group. Although there are many corals and aquatic plants growing, it looks no different from other places in the ocean.

Shamanleir swam to the coral and rummaged carefully among the corals, but he only saw a bunch of disturbed small fish and shrimps running around, not to mention other mirages. Not even an ordinary sea clam.

"Is this really the only mirage here? Is it alone?" Shamanlael said with a puzzled expression, holding the mirage in his hand.

Although mirages live in groups in most cases, it is not without the possibility of being alone.

This kind of shell is dioecious, and its reproductive method is a little different from other shellfish, but it is very similar to some frogs on land. The female first discharges the reproductive cells into the sea water, and then the male shellfish goes to fertilize.

The fertilized germ cells have a certain degree of stickiness, and can stick to a certain reef, allowing them to pass through the development period smoothly and become small hooker larvae.

Although the shell larvae at this time also have two tiny shells, the shells at this stage are very fragile and tender. They need to parasitize on nearby fish and absorb nutrients from the fish to develop.

Although mirages will lay their eggs in one area and lure sea fish to come to become hosts for the larvae, allowing their children to live in the same area as themselves, but occasionally there are big waves and some unlucky eggs are blown away.

Maybe this mirage is one of those lonely ones?
After searching the area a few nautical miles around, but still finding nothing, Shamanleir could only choose to believe this guess for the time being.

He ran back and continued to open sea mussels with Ole.

The harvest this time was not bad. After all the clam shells were opened, Shamanleir got a total of more than 200 round and smooth pearls.

The largest of them was the size of an egg, and the smallest was the size of a glass bead.

And the color is also very rich, almost all the common colors in pearls are collected.

It's just that none of them are Alicia's favorite bright blue pearls, which makes Shamanleer a little regretful.

After returning all the sea mussels to the bottom of the sea, Shamanlell pulled a few seaweeds from a crevice in a rock and wove them into a small net bag.

Putting all the pearls in his pockets and hanging them on his body, Shamanlael swam back to the Moni with the mirage in his hands.

Drilling into the cabin through the window familiarly, Shamanlell brought these pearls back to Moni's room together with the two huge giant clam beads he opened earlier.

After wiping them clean, Samantel put the pearls together in the sand jar.

"Clatter..." Round and plump pearls fell into the jar, bouncing back and forth on the bottom of the sand jar like bouncy balls, making a crisp sound.

The bottom of the jar was sprinkled with a layer of small pearls by Samantel, which came in various colors and radiated colorful brilliance under the light.

Then he put a few big pearls in it, so that Alicia would have the fun of discovering treasures when she was rummaging for pearls.

In the middle was a layer of pearls of good size, and among them were a few beautiful stones that Shamanel found in the sea, and a few pieces of shining gold.

Finally, a layer of large pearls is sprinkled on the top, and the two largest giant clam beads are pressed on the top to make the treasure of the jar.

In this way, an entire sand tank was filled, and it was heavy in the hand, weighing at least several hundred catties.

"This will definitely be a gift that satisfies Alicia!" After decorating the jar, Shamanleer showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"La la la la ~"

Humming an unknown tune, he took out a fluorescent pen and carefully wrote his blessings on the sand jar, and drew a stick figure mermaid on it like Alicia.

After finishing all this, Samantel brought the mirage to himself, thinking about how to deal with it.

Put it back into the sea?
No, after finally meeting a single mirage, Shamanlael wanted to keep it and study it carefully.

"Boom...boom..." Samantel knocked on the shell of the mirage a few times to see if it would be knocked open by himself like other sea clams.

After being knocked by Shamanleir, the mirage, which had closed its shell tightly, suddenly opened a small gap.

Um?Is this a play?

Seeing the mirage's reaction, Shamanlael's eyes lit up.

However, before he could be happy for a long time, a thin jet of water suddenly sprayed out from the mirage shell.

Although this water column is not thick, only the thickness of a toothpick, but the water pressure is very high.

A slender jet of water suddenly burst out from the shell, and quickly made a small gash on Shamanlael's face.

"hiss…"

Shamanel covered his face and let out a cry of pain.

"Snapped!"

After spitting out the water, the mirage closed its shell abruptly, as if it didn't want to talk to Shamrel.

He was hit in the face by a shell, which made the corner of Shamanlell's mouth twitch.

These molluscs like to make surprise attacks, and they also like to slap their faces. They have no martial arts at all!

Shamanlael wiped the blood from his face, angrily took out a notebook from the desk drawer, and recorded what happened just now.

An attack method of opening the shell of the mirage clam, they can release a high-pressure water column to attack the enemy trying to capture the mirage bead.

Fortunately, this mirage is still small, and it can only squeeze out a water column the size of a toothpick. If it grows to a size of more than ten meters, it may be able to pierce Shamanleir's face in one go.

Samantel recorded the experience just now, and repositioned the mirage so that its opening was facing the opposite direction of itself.

"You don't let me knock, but I want to knock!" Shamanlaer said angrily.

"Boom...boom..." There was a knocking sound.

The mirage opened its mouth again, sprayed water on the wall once, and made a hole in the wooden wall.

"See how much water you have to spray!"

"Boom...boom..." Shamanlael continued to knock on the shell of the mirage.

"呲..."

A weak jet of water sprayed out, obviously not as powerful as before.

"Boom...boom..."

Samantel continued to knock.

However, this mirage stopped playing. No matter how much Shamanlael harassed it, it didn't spray water, and directly closed its shell tightly, motionless as if it was pretending to be dead.

Seeing that its aggressiveness seemed to have subsided, Shamanleir did not continue to knock on the shell, but took out a knife and scratched at the mirage to study the hardness of its shell.

"Zizi..." The sharp knife cut across the smooth and recognizable shell of the mirage, leaving a long white mark on it.

However, this touch is very strange, not like scratching a stone or a hard shell, but like scratching a piece of hard cowhide.

Shamanleir bent down and looked carefully, and found that the shell of the mirage seemed to be softer than ordinary shellfish.

He touched it with his hands and found that it was indeed soft.

There was a sticky feeling from the fingertips, Shamanleer took a closer look and found some kind of light green liquid on his hands.

Not only was the green liquid stained on Samantel's hands, but the light green liquid was constantly oozing from the shell of the mirage, and a long bulge was formed in the place where it was scratched just now. .

"Could it be that the mirage is bleeding?" Shamanlael said with some surprise.

(End of this chapter)