How to become a mermaid

Chapter 340 Became stronger, but also bald...

"What have you been eating in the past few days? Some fish are particularly high in oil, which can easily lead to hair loss!" After thinking about it, Shamanleir decided to look for the problem first from the diet.

"I don't remember clearly..." Caesar rubbed his chin, recalled, and narrated: "I seem to have eaten some arctic cod, squid, tuna, conger eel, conch, sea oyster... and a lot of seaweed!"

Caesar said that these are the most common types of food, and Shamanlell usually eats these, and he has no hair loss problem at all.

In this case, his baldness should not be caused by diet.

"What time do you go to bed at night?" Shamanlael asked again.

"After sunset every day, I usually exercise for two or three hours, and then I go to bed!" Caesar said.

The sun sets at six or seven o'clock, and the time for exercise is only eight or nine o'clock. Anyway, it will definitely not exceed twelve o'clock, so it does not belong to the scope of going to bed late.

Well, now there is only one last suspect left!

"Then how do you usually exercise? Demonstrate it to me!" Shamanel said to Caesar seriously.

Excessive exercise can also cause baldness, like a certain bald caped man, getting stronger and balding.

Hearing Shamanlael's words, Caesar put his hood back on, waved to him, and said, "Come with me!"

Swimming to the surface of the sea with Samantel, Caesar chose a place with stable water flow and relatively few fish around, and began to demonstrate his daily exercise methods.

"First of all, let go of your mind and sink into the perception of your body..." Caesar closed his eyes and entered a state similar to meditation.

Not long after entering this state, ripples appeared on the sea centered on him.

Round and round, like some kind of vibrating object vibrating in water.

Mermaids have the ability to perceive biological waves, and can also emit biological waves, but most mermaids don't pay much attention to this ability, so the effect of using it is very weak and cannot affect a large area.

Caesar is an exception, the biological wave overflowing from him can be clearly felt even hundreds of meters away.

In the eyes of Samantel, Caesar's body suddenly glowed with green light, and he looked like a small sun with green tiles and green tiles.

These green lights represent a strong life essence.

Although he is several hundred years old, Caesar's spirit is no worse than that of young fish, and even more vigorous.

Under Shamanleir's attention, his vigorous life energy slowly circulated.

Starting from the tip of the tail, the green light travels upstream along the sides of the body surface, passes through the arms and chest, and finally gathers at the top of the head, reaching the thickest and brightest green peak at the top of the skull.

"Chong!"

Shamanlael seemed to see Caesar's bald head and the green light on his body complement each other, reflecting a dazzling light together!

Looking at the bright green light source above Caesar's head, Shamanlaer's eyes gradually opened wide, and he shouted: "I found the reason!"

"What?" Hearing his excited voice, Caesar, who was meditating, trembled and exited the glowing state.

The green light on the body surface also stopped circulating, returning to its previous state.

"I didn't even start exercising, so I found the reason?" Caesar opened his eyes and looked at Shamanlell suspiciously.

"Do you meditate like this before every workout?" Shamanlael asked rhetorically.

"Yup!"

Caesar nodded and explained with a serious face: "This is my own original warm-up method. During the meditation process, I can clearly feel the condition of every part of the body, where I feel uncomfortable, or where I need more exercise. You can find it in the first time, and then carry out targeted training when exercising!"

Speaking of this, he still feels quite proud.

After listening to Caesar's words, Samantel nodded and said affirmatively, "That's right! This is why you are bald!"

"Why?" Caesar had great doubts in his big eyes, wondering how he could still be bald after meditating well.

"During your meditation, the energy spreads throughout your body, and finally... all of it is concentrated here!"

Shamanel pointed to Caesar's bald spot and explained in detail: "Over time, this piece of skin has been tempered to be extremely strong, far exceeding the toughness of hair!"

"The last time I strengthened your hair with a potion, it allowed them to penetrate the scalp and grow back!"

"But on these days, you're working out again and the scalp is once again stronger than the hair, and they're squeezed to the point where they have nowhere to grow and they just fall off your head!"

What Shamanleir said just now can be summed up in one sentence: the skin is too thick, and the hair cannot grow.

Life essence can reflect the health of living beings. The higher the concentration, the healthier and stronger it will be. Caesar's brain will glow every time he meditates, and it has been tempered to be thicker than the bottom of the pot.

"Is it... the reason?" Caesar subconsciously put his hand on the top of his head, still in disbelief for a moment.

His proud meditation practice turned out to be the real culprit behind his baldness.

No wonder he always felt that his head would get hot after every meditation!It was not an illusion!

"Although I'm not 80.00% sure, I still have [-]% confidence!" Samantel replied seriously.

"Then what should we do now? Can't meditate in the future?" Caesar asked with some embarrassment.

"If you still want hair, stop for a while."

"Then I'll give you another bottle of hair strengthening agent to see if things are really as I said."

Shamanleir has already made a judgment, and the rest depends on whether the patient can accept it.

Caesar touched his head with a tangled expression on his face.

Which is more important, hair or exercise?
Of course...it's the hair!
Even if he can't meditate, he can still exercise, but it's not as efficient as before, and the lack of hair on his head will make him unable to hold his head up for the rest of his life!
Caesar looked at Shamanlael firmly, and said solemnly: "I want my hair back! Please!"

"That's right! Being strong is a matter of a moment, being handsome is a matter of a lifetime! Just wait, I will give you a strong hair tonight!" Shaman Lair nodded with satisfaction, satisfied with the patient's cooperation .

Now that the reason for the baldness was found, Samantel stopped pushing Caesar any more, and got into the water and swam back into the seaweed ball.

The timing of his return was quite coincidental. Planck had just finished introducing his fudge potion, and took out the hook-and-eight hood carefully crafted by Shaman Lyle from the medicine box.

As soon as this headgear appeared, it attracted the attention of a large group of fish with its "ingenious" appearance.

"What is this? Why does it look so strange?"

"It looks a bit perverted...but I like it!"

"It's so big!"

All the fish stared intently at the big hook on the headgear, their eyes full of doubts.

Not every fish has Gouba, but almost every fish knows Gouba, not to mention it is so "realistic".

Holding up the headgear in his hand, Plank said excitedly: "Next, I will introduce this thing to everyone!"

"This is a gas protective gear, which was carefully crafted by my good friend Shaman Lele! Every design is unique and practical!"

As he spoke, Planck undid the buttons on both sides of the headgear and put it on his head.

The transparent headgear fit perfectly with his round face, and it stuck on his head easily.

"Many potions will produce a lot of smoke during the production process. Some of them are pungent, some are irritating to the eyes, and some even contain toxins. Inhaling them is harmful to your health." Planck's voice came from the hood. .

"Generally speaking, we can only try to keep ventilation as much as possible, or cover our mouth and nose with something to protect."

"But it doesn't work that well!"

"The eyes are blocked, the nose and mouth may not be blocked, even if they are all blocked, some smoke will still be inhaled, and even distracted because of the protection, and the change of the potion is missed, which leads to Dispensing failed!"

"For some fish that breathe by gills, it is even more troublesome to protect them!"

"So, we need this!"

Pointing to the hood on his head, Planck enthusiastically introduced its various advantages.

"First of all, it is a one-piece design that can cover the entire head and protect everything!"

"Then, the headgear is made of transparent material, so that you can see everything around you even if you put it on your head."

"The last and most important design is the big hook on the headgear! It's not just a strange shape, but it really has a miraculous effect!"

"Except for a very small amount of special smoke, most of the smoke floats into the sky, and the shape of this hook is drooping downwards, and the position of the ventilation hole is also below. This design can avoid direct contact with harmful smoke. Get as much fresh air as you can below."

"And everyone has also seen that this heel is big and thick, and it can let in enough air. Even if you wear it for an hour or two, you won't feel short of breath!"

"So! It's not a useless Gouba, but a big Gouba with great significance!"

Hearing Planck's plausible introduction on the stage, Shamanlaer felt his face start to burn.

Please, stop talking!I really don't think so!
It's just that his hands-on ability is not good enough, and he squeezed the bird's beak into a hook shape...

Just when Samantel felt ashamed, Plank suddenly had an idea and pointed at him among the fish.

"As a pharmacist who often needs to make potions, I really want to recommend this headgear to everyone! Let every fish experience this feeling of free breathing!"

"Then please invite the maker of this headgear to come up and share with you how to make it!"

Just after Planck's voice fell, all the fish around turned their heads and looked at Shamanleir in unison.

There was curiosity and doubt in their eyes, and more anticipation, as if they were really moved by Planck's introduction.

Under the gaze of these pairs of eyes, Shamanlael really felt like he died on the spot.

Why did he come back at this time...

He would rather go to see the stars and the moon with Caesar, than to teach the method of making Gouba headgear under the eyes of everyone!

"Little fish, don't be shy! Come up!" Seeing that Shaman Lair was still unwilling to act, Plank warmly welcomed him on the stage.

If he hadn't been with Plank for so long and knew that he was a simple and honest leopard, Samantel would have thought that he was doing it on purpose now.

I can really thank you Ang!
With a forced smile, Shamanel swam to the display stand amid Planck's warm greeting.

"I'll give you the headgear, tell everyone, take it easy, don't be too nervous!" Passing the headgear to Shamanlael, Plank encouraged with a smile.

Picking up the Goba hood, Shamanlaer bit the bullet and started his introduction: "This thing...it doesn't have any special technical content..."

"First of all, we need to choose a good material. I use hard spar, which is very hard and not easy to break. It also has good ductility and can be stretched into various shapes I need."

"If you don't have hard spar, you can use transparent glass instead. Be sure to use colorless and transparent glass, otherwise you won't be able to see things clearly."

"Then there's the craft of making the headgear..."

Although he was a little shy at the beginning, as long as he spoke at the beginning, Shamanleir could still speak clearly.

He only thought that he was in an aquarium, and all the fish watching him were from the aquarium, so he didn't feel so embarrassed when he thought about it.

About ten minutes later, Shamanleir finished teaching the experience and made a final conclusion: "In short... this headgear does not have to be made into hooks, and everyone can freely use it to make the shape they want, as long as it is windproof. Just let it breathe!"

He hoped that these fish would stop focusing on this hook, it was really just a mistake, hey!

However, there is a saying that heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes.

As soon as Shamanleir's voice fell, the surrounding fish immediately responded in the opposite direction.

"But... I think it looks cool with a hook on the face!"

"That's right, it's super cool to have a headgear like this!"

"Gouba is the best! I like Big Gouba the most!"

"I've made up my mind, I'll start tonight! Make a Goba hood of my own!"

Looking at the inexplicably excited fish below, the corners of Shamanlael's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Hey, hey, there is a big problem with your aesthetics!

"Hooh~hooh~" Hearing the enthusiastic feedback from the surrounding fish, Plank smiled gratifiedly.

He swam to the side of Samantel and said with a smile: "Little fish, I knew this headgear you made would be very popular! I can't wait to see everyone wearing this headgear! "

"Ahem... I don't want it anymore!" Hearing Planck's words, Shamanlell coughed a few times in embarrassment, feeling that the scene was simply unbearable to look at.

"Why not! I think Planck's idea is very good!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Shamanlell.

He turned his head and found that it was Zorro who hadn't seen him for many days.

(End of this chapter)