Sail Shadows in the Sea of ​​Fog

Chapter 57 Eating Nails

In the lower cabin of the Valkyrie, Cheng Lang, who had blocked his ears, and the gorillas, led by Wukong, who also had blocked their ears, quietly surrounded the seven inconspicuous oak barrels in the corner.

Seven of the long-armed gorillas were holding an oak barrel filled with liquor.

After glancing at the magic mirror hanging not far away, Cheng Lang nodded towards Wukong.

After receiving the signal, the seven gorillas immediately opened the lids of the seven oak barrels. At the same time, the other seven gorillas holding the liquor immediately tilted the oak barrels in their arms and poured the liquor inside into them.

At that moment, the entire lower cabin was filled with shrill screams, and the other sailors on the deck immediately collapsed to the ground in pain, covering their heads.

But as the liquor continued to pour in, coughs caused by choking were heard amid the screams, and the terrifying screams were interrupted one after another.

Accompanied by splashing waves and strong liquor, thick wooden barrel lids covered the oak barrels containing the stowaways. From inside the oak barrels, terrified shouts and cries, as well as violent tumbling and slapping, were heard one after another.

After a while, the noise in the oak barrel became quieter and quieter, and finally returned to silence.

Even with his ears blocked, Cheng Lang was still stimulated by the shrill sound and seemed to be hallucinating. He shook his dizzy head. For a moment, he thought he was home.

"Is it okay?" Cheng Lang asked the magic mirror.

"It's okay now." The magic mirror raised its voice slightly and gave a thumbs-up gesture learned from Cheng Lang.

Pulling the rag out of his ear, Cheng Lang waved to the gorillas to open the lid again.

In just a short while, the fishman hidden in the oak barrel was lifted up, and a large amount of vomit was floating in the liquid mixed with sea water and liquor.

“This special code is too disgusting.”

Cheng Lang grinned and muttered something, but it did not delay him at all from grabbing the tiny arm of the merman hidden in the oak barrel and pulling her out.

There was a reason why this kind of mermaid was included in the book "Liu Bei in Another World". At least the one that was fished out was beautiful enough, a kind of exquisite beauty that could be described as a "porcelain doll" - if you ignore the vomit on her face and sea-blue hair.

Of course, what should also be ignored are the overly sharp nails on her slender, white fingers, which are five centimeters long.

"Their nails will grow back, right?" Cheng Lang asked as he took the pair of scissors handed to him by Wukong.

"Of course, this won't bring any harm to them." The magic mirror replied flatteringly.

"Are there no males among the lyretail fish people?"

While Cheng Lang was starting a new topic, he had already cut off a piece of light pink nail.

"They are technically a type of mermaid."

The magic mirror explained, "So they look for male mermaids, but after completing the necessary steps to create new life, those male mermaids are often dead."

"Eated?" Cheng Lang asked curiously while cutting off the second nail.

"Death in an Illusion"

The magic mirror winked and explained, "In a particularly tragic way, yet one that all male humans and sirens long for."

The wind is blowing
Cheng Lang grinned and continued to ask as he cut his third nail, "Will they give birth to a boy?"

"Of course, but they're just ordinary mermaids, and the chance of them appearing is very small. Mermaids are as special among sirens as elves are among humans. They also need a ten-month pregnancy."

The magic mirror explained, "And these male mermaids born from merfolk cannot produce babies with merfolk themselves."

“It’s so complicated.”

Cheng Lang muttered to himself as he quickened the pace of trimming his nails.

"Dear Captain, those merfolk whose nails have been clipped can be thrown into clean oak barrels filled with seawater. If they continue to soak in liquor, they will probably die." The magic mirror kindly reminded Cheng Lang after he clipped all the nails of the first merfolk.

"Bring new oak barrels"

Cheng Lang said as he put the cut nails into his pocket, then pulled the "weaponless" Qinwei Yuren out of the barrel.

“It’s really beautiful.”

Cheng Lang couldn't help but admire, this, no, this fair-skinned, petite merman has sea-blue hair and a light pink tail, and the strings at the end of the tail are all colorful.

After throwing the seriously drunk merman into a new oak barrel and having the gorillas fill it with seawater to seal the lid, Yun Ji also staggered into the lower cabin.

"What happened to the Qinwei Fishman just now?"

Yun Ji immediately recognized the second zither-tailed fishman who had just been pulled out of the oak barrel by Cheng Lang.

"Come and help," Cheng Lang asked while busy cutting his nails, "How's the situation up there?"

"Shenba and Gerta fell into the sea due to their screams and were just pulled out."

Yun Ji staggered over and said, "The pirate brothers are leading the sailors to tie those seahorses to the Valkyrie's anchor chain. Captain, what's going on?"

"He smuggled himself onto the ship last night," Cheng Lang explained.

"last night?"

Yun Ji's face turned pale, and she asked with fear, "Did we..."

"Did not do anything"

Cheng Lang shook his head. He would not tell the other party that she almost wiped Yafuso's neck last night, and Shenba almost squeezed out Gerta's stuffing. He would not mention the disgusting and eye-catching incident that the pirate brothers almost sucked out the overnight rice from each other's mouths.

"Really?"

Yun Ji asked suspiciously, but at the same time she pulled out a delicate dagger, fished out a stowaway from an oak barrel, and quickly and concisely helped her cut off her overly long nails.

"Of course it's true," Cheng Lang said calmly.

"You'd better not lie to me, otherwise I will throw these demon-like merfolk into the frying pan." As Yun Ji said this, she had already switched to the stowaway's other hand.

"It seems that their reputation is not good," Cheng Lang said with a smile.

"These harptail fishmen are so scary"

Yun Ji said with lingering fear, "I take back what I said a long time ago. Mermaids are indeed the equivalent of elves among humans. This terrifying offshoot of the merfolk is the equivalent of the dark elves among mermaids. Moreover, the damage they cause is far more terrifying than that of the dark elves."

"How do you say that?" Cheng Lang asked curiously. "They are called running harps."

Yun Ji said, "Many sirens who plunder merchant ships and pirates will enslave a band of lyre-tailed merfolk. More than one ocean-going vessel has been bewitched by their singing and killed each other, turning their ships into ghost ships."

At this point, Yun Ji had already started trimming the second merman's nails. "The last enemy sailors on the sea want to encounter is their screams, even if they often don't want to."

"Could it be that the sirens we just encountered were targeting these merfolk?" Cheng Lang accidentally guessed the correct answer.

“There’s a great possibility”

Yun Ji said, "In fact, there are very few merfolk who have not been enslaved. Most of them are controlled by sea monsters."

"Where are the pirates?"

"Perhaps there are, but even if there are, we dare not let them appear in public." Yun Ji said, "They are too dangerous, Captain, do you want to keep them?"

"Let's talk later"

Cheng Lang said without comment, he had to know why these Qinwei fish people hid on his boat.

With the help of Yun Ji, they cut the nails of the remaining Qinwei fishmen and replaced their "fish tanks". Cheng Lang and Yun Ji left the lower cabin and went into the kitchen with a total of 70 light pink sharp nails.

Fortunately, to resist the murloc's screams, one didn't need to eat the entire nail, so although it still sounded a bit disgusting, Cheng Lang, with Yun Ji's help, carefully cleaned and cut up these beautiful nails, giving each sailor on the two boats a small piece.

Even without him explaining it specifically, everyone already knew what they had encountered, so except for Cheng Lang, everyone else swallowed the nail clippings they had received with great pleasure.

I haven't bitten my nails since second grade.
Cheng Lang cursed inwardly, closed his eyes and threw the nail that belonged to him into his mouth.

The taste of this thing is no different from biting your own nails, but it has an extra hint of sweetness.

After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing them with a grimace, Cheng Lang suddenly felt as if his throat had been cut by a knife, and the nail seemed to be stuck in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He tried to open his mouth to speak, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all.

Knowing that he would be mute for the next seven days, Cheng Lang could only endure the unbearable itch in his throat.

Because of the unexpected arrival of the merman, the Valkyrie and the Honest Man fell silent, and the only ways for everyone to communicate were light signals and text.

Fortunately, because of the pull of the hundreds of sea horses, the speed of the Valkyrie was finally able to catch up with the Honest Man in front, which indirectly increased the speed of the ship.

The only trouble is that these sea horses have to stop to rest from time to time and dive into the water to eat some seaweed to replenish their energy.

From this perspective, although the ship's speed increased, it actually didn't increase much. Furthermore, since they had to sail for the next few days, Cheng simply turned his attention back to studying the food.

Of course, he had good reasons to do so. Next, they were going to Dragonfly Island, and the boatman they were looking for was a gourmet. The only thing he was sure to use to impress the other party was "delicacies from another world."

A few days ago, he had already made soy milk, tofu and oyster sauce, and next he planned to try making soy sauce.

After all, he had watched so many "ancient method" videos. Even if he had not made it, he had probably seen it. As for whether he could succeed, it all depended on fate. There were plenty of beans in the cabin anyway.

Just as Cheng Yaba was busy messing with the soybeans, the seven Qinwei fishmen whose nails had been cut woke up from their drunkenness one after another.

However, the oak barrel lid, which could not be pushed open at all, leaving only an egg-sized hole, and the cut nails easily left them with only despair and helpless cries.

"I told you long ago that we should kill those sailors," said the fiddle-tailed fishman in one of the oak barrels regretfully.

"Even if we kill those sailors, it's useless," another merman said in despair, "We will still be caught up by the sea cavalry."

"We commit suicide"

The harptail fishman named Tinissa collapsed and said, "I've had enough! I've had enough of this life. I decided..."

Before Dinisha could finish her words, the lids of the oak barrels above their heads were opened by long-armed gorillas covered in black hair.

Following closely, Yafuso, who had also become mute, brought a few other gorillas behind him and brought a table, and then placed a sumptuous breakfast on the table.

Although she couldn't speak, Yafuso's eyes almost turned into stars when she saw these merfolk - who doesn't like cute creatures?
With gestures, Yafuso asked these merfolk to have breakfast. She even enthusiastically poured each of them a large glass of freshly squeezed juice that had been chilled with ice cores.

"Is this for us?"

Tinisha, who was about to commit suicide the moment before, asked in surprise, and then swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

After trying to speak without success, Yafuso nodded vigorously.

"At least eat before you kill yourself!"

As Tinisa spoke, she jumped out of the oak barrel and came to the table with a small ball of sea water wrapped around the beautiful fish tail. She reached out and picked up a piece of bread that had been baked not long ago.

After a moment's hesitation, the other few harptail fishmen also drove the waves to gather around and each picked up the food on the table.

On the other hand, Yafuso, the black elf, was standing with her hands on her hips, looking confident. She was confident enough that the breakfast she cooked was delicious enough.

The fact was just as she expected. These merfolk who had only eaten some leftovers last night and vomited them all out not long ago were easily conquered by the rich breakfast that did not seem to be something they could have at sea.

What was even more unexpected for them was that after breakfast, the scary-looking gorillas did not let them go back into the oak barrels. They simply guarded the stairs leading to the cargo hold and the compartments where mushrooms, bean sprouts and other crops were grown.

"Are they planning to bribe us?" one of the merfolk asked in a low voice.

"I don't know—"

Another fiddle-tailed fishman burped. "I don't know, but what was that dish just now? Those white, fish-like, soft cubes were delicious."

"I don't know either"

Tinisa murmured blankly, then mustered up her courage, drove the waves to the side of Yafuso who was about to leave, and said, "I want to see your captain."

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Yafuso pointed to her throat, then to the top of her head, and then ran up quickly. But Tinisha behind her was stopped by those long-armed gorillas.

A moment later, Cheng Lang, who was soaking beans in the kitchen, also saw Yafuso coming up to her and making gestures at her.

Cheng Lang also pointed to his throat and waved his hand. He naturally knew what Yafuso was talking about, but he couldn't even speak now. He had no interest in meeting those Qintail fish people, so he might as well leave them alone for a few days.

(End of this chapter)