[found it? Really?]
Lance was very happy, he left Wenser at once and swam towards Quirrell.
Wenser had no choice but to follow behind.
When Lance arrived in front of Quirrell, Quirrell had turned back to the size of a lump of jelly.
It said almost obsequiously:
[Yes, yes, look.]
In order for Lance to see better, Quirrell turned himself white and shone, acting as an incandescent lamp, and swam up to illuminate the bow of the boat.
Sure enough, the words on the bow are "Queen Mary".
Lance burst into tears at that moment.
His beginning, the source of everything, was finally found.
"It turned out to be intact."
Lance couldn't help sighing with the light emitted by Quirrell,
"I thought it was going to break."
In Lance's nightmare, the Queen Mary was dismantled by sea monsters in various ways. However, judging from the current wreck, the Queen Mary was not as seriously damaged as in his dream.
However, several unnatural deformations above the cabin still indicate that something attacked the Queen Mary.
"It's too late now, let's see tomorrow."
Winsor swam over, patted Lance's head, and said.
Lance glanced at the cabin, it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he could only agree to Wenser's proposal in the end.
Seeing that the two mermaids seemed to be about to leave, Quirrell immediately moved forward and stood in front of Lance.
Lance froze for a moment, and asked Quirrell who stood in front of him:
[What's the matter with you?]
Quirrell rubbed his tentacles embarrassedly and asked:
[Can you be my teacher? I want to learn how to play the drums like you.]
Teach an octopus to play drums
Lance felt that the world was really too crazy, and was about to refuse, but when he saw Quirrell who was constantly flashing in front of him, his eyeballs rolled and he agreed:
[Yes, but you must follow what I say.]
[Ok, Ok.]
Quirrell raised a tentacle and swore solemnly,
[Teacher, if you say go east, I will definitely not go west.]
[make a deal!]
Lance immediately issued an order, [Now, we will start with the basic courses... If you have nothing to do at night, follow what I did before and make a simple drum stand by yourself.]
[no problem!]
Quirrell straightened his chest, spread out eighteen tentacles, and swam away immediately.
Seeing Quirrell leave, Lance breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and saw Winsor looking at him with a very strange expression.
"What's wrong?"
Lance was bewildered.
"Don't you think the conversation just now is very familiar?"
Wenser asked.
Lance: "..."
Thinking about it this way, it seems to be true. Isn't that what he promised Wenser when he was in the coral bone
But now there is a problem. Lance doesn't seem to listen to Wenser very much.
Lance touched his nose and began to change the subject:
"Let's find a place to sleep, um, yes, it's not good to stay up late, it will cause hair loss."
Winsor raised his eyebrows. He hugged Lance's waist and asked:
"Together?"
"Of course we are together."
Lance didn't think it was strange for two mermaids to sleep together. He was very used to Wenser wrapping his tail around him now.
…
A night without dreams.
Lance found a cabin, and the bed in the cabin was still there, so Lance pulled Wenser and slept on the bed for the first time.
The black and white fish tails are curved, and the gauze-like tail fins cover the bodies of the two mermaids. It really looks like a couple sleeping together under a quilt.
In the morning, the sun rose.
The sun shone into the cabin through the sea, and Lance couldn't help wrinkling his nose. He closed his eyes, and subconsciously buried his face in Wenser's black tail fin.
Over the past few days, because Lance is a fish, his nerves have been in a tense state. When he was sleeping at night, a little wind and grass would wake up Lance. He has not slept well.
But now, with Wenser by his side, Lance felt extremely safe, and fell asleep with ease. In the past few days, this was the most sound sleep.
Winsor woke up when Lance moved. He watched Lance arch towards him, and couldn't help smiling. He shook Lance's shoulder and said:
"It's morning, don't you wake up? There's a 'Queen Mary' outside."
"No, never mind."
Lance replied in a daze, with a little nasal voice, the white membranes inside the eyelids were not opened, he continued to drill next to Wenser, and said intermittently,
"I want to sleep."
He is sleeping soundly now, drunk, wishing he could get enough sleep.
However, a certain blackjack monster outside directly pulled Lance back from heaven—
[Teacher, get up and teach me to play the drums! ! !]
Immediately there was the noise of "crackling" irregular knocking on the iron sheet, which was special.
The loud and harsh knocking outside frightened Lance from his dream. He immediately raised his head and looked at Wenser.
The posture of the two of them is a bit awkward now.
Accompanied by the disturbing sound of knocking outside, Lance and Winsor stared wide-eyed for a while, all the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, and they were full of thoughts about how to cook the noisy blackjack monster outside.
Lance let go of the tail that was entangled with Winsor with a "swish", and then quickly swam out along the small window above the cabin, and yelled unbearably at Quirrell, who was still making noise outside :
[Stop it!]
The noise of the rhythmless beating of iron sheets outside stopped abruptly.
Inside the cabin, after Lance left, Wenser flicked his tail, and he looked at the cabin again.
Are human creations...
Half an hour later, Winsor watched Lance scold Quirrell while eating sashimi.
From the looks of it, Quirrell's noise-making has caused a considerable psychological shadow on Lance.
[Noise without warning can cause a heart attack.]
Lance was angrily popularizing science, while beating the iron pieces collected by Quirrell with a stick. He was trying to use these things to simply make a small drum stand for Quirrell.
[I was wrong, teacher!]
Now Quirrell respects Lance very much. Whatever Lance says, it has an attitude of "the teacher is right".
Lance can only roll his eyes at this, and then try to instill in a sea monster that "noise resistance is everyone's responsibility".
As for whether the sea monster can listen or not, that's none of Lance's business.
But, in reality, there wasn't enough sheet metal for Lance to make a drum stand.
Lance is not that ingenious either. His current webbed claws are destined to make things that cannot be as fine as human beings, not to mention that there is no material in the bottom of the sea.
Seeing that the "drum stand" in his hand was getting farther and farther away from its original appearance, Lance sighed, looked up to the sky and screamed, thinking whether he should die as a master or apprentice.
But looking at Quirrell's glowing eyes, Lance couldn't bear it.
He is so entangled, is he a dead master and apprentice? Or dead master and apprentice? Or dead master and apprentice
[Oh, right.]
It suddenly occurred to Lance that the cruise ship he boarded, the Queen Mary, had a band performing on it.
If they were lucky, they might find the wreckage of some musical instruments in the cabin now.
At least let Quirrell see what an authentic drum stand looks like
Lance quickly told Quirrell what he thought.
[Me, me, take me with you.]
Hearing this, Quirrell became excited, and it began to flash non-stop, like a neon light, [I can help illuminate the inside.]
[it is good.]
After the biggest problem, the light source problem was solved, Lance breathed a sigh of relief.
Without further ado, Lance decided to put everything aside and go to the Queen Mary, so he went to find Winsor.
To Lance's slight surprise, Winsor not only caught some fish for the two of them's breakfast, but also caught some small jellyfish to keep beside them.
These jellyfish were no bigger than fists and floated beside Wenser. Although Wenser didn't tie them, none of them dared to run away.
Under Lance's puzzled gaze, Wenser handed Lance a piece of processed fish and explained at the same time:
"These jellyfish have cyanobacteria that glow inside, and when you take them out into the dark, they glow."
"Wow, it's good to be with you."
Lance blew his rainbow fart while chewing his breakfast, his eyes sparkled, and he admired that Winsor could find such a creature.
Winsor raised his chin reservedly, accepting the compliment from Lance.
He likes to be ready for everything.
After making sure everything was safe, Lance, Winsor, and a group of sea creatures that acted as light bulbs entered the sunken ship.
Although the Queen Mary at this time was no longer as glamorous as Lance remembered, but the moment he stepped on the sunken ship, the scene inside the cruise ship came alive again in Lance's brain.
He can still recall the excitement he felt when he boarded the ship.
[This is the viewing area.]
Lance compared the remnants here with the places he had visited in his memory.
The difference from before is that last time he walked and passed here with his feet, but now, he swam with his fish tail.
Lance pulled Quirrell, who was acting as a light bulb, and swam to the left. After passing a corridor, they entered a large empty room.
[Wow, it's so big here.]
Quirrell sighed, and at the same time it turned up the brightness a bit, wanting to see more.
The Queen Mary deserves to be a famous cruise ship. The layout inside has been specially treated. Even if the whole ship was turned over and over again by Quirrell, the 18-clawed fish, the things in this room can still be seen a little bit. Original luxury.
Broken crystal lamps, an exclusive stage for the band in the southeast corner, and a long dining table for meals.
There is also gold paint on the pillars inside, surrounded by thick seaweed, barely showing the luxury of the place back then.
[This is the ballroom.]
Lance explained, [I used to go to parties here.]
However, both Quirrell and Winsor's eyes were attracted by a pile of things in the southeast corner, and they swam over.
Lance frowned, and swam over to see what was in the shadows—
a piano.
To be precise, the wreckage of the piano.
The cruise ship nailed this piano to the floor, so, it's still there.
Of course, there is only an outline left, only a few black and white keys are still in place on the keyboard, and the piano strings inside are popping out in all directions, showing their teeth and claws.
[This is the piano.]
Lance explained in a timely manner, and at the same time, his expression was very sad—
Inside the piano, he saw a human skull.
Lance couldn't imagine how humans escaped when the ship sank.
Perhaps, something quickly eliminated all human beings, so that the human beings here did not have time to react, so they died here.
[There are many remains of musical instruments here.]
Winsor pointed to a pile of black sticky matter in the corner of the wall, and there were bits and pieces of metal shining from inside.
Lance flicked his tail, swam over, looked at the piece of metal, and vaguely felt that it was a flute.
He wanted to pull out the flute, but Wenser stopped him.
Lance looked up at Winsor suspiciously.
And Wenser only replied with a meaningful answer:
"You don't want to know how this black mass got here."
Lance:! ! !
[Is there a drum?]
Quirrell didn't notice the sadness on Lance's body. Seeing so many wrecked musical instruments, he was happy for a while, and frantically rummaged in the corners of this pile.
After such a search, it really made it to find a few broken drums behind the broken curtain behind the stage, and the metal drum stand that used to support the drums.
Seeing this, Quirrell couldn't help but exclaimed:
[Teacher, come and have a look!]
Lance swam over and found that this was the foyer behind the stage.
There is a broken drum stand here, Lance looked at it for a while, stepped forward to straighten the drum stand, then looked around, put back some of the remaining things on the ground, and restored the drum stand to 7'7 'Eight' Eight.
[Probably so, let's take a look at the structure.]
Lance called Quirrell over, and then he searched in the lounge again.
Human beings, when enjoying themselves, always have scruples about all aspects.
In order to meet the needs of different customers, different types of musical instruments are prepared on the cruise ship.
For example, yesterday's party might have been an upper-class classical musical, and today it might be heavy metal.
The party Lance attended was a rock party exclusively for young people.
And now, these rock instruments have been received in the lounge at the back, while the front ones are classical instruments, so it is very likely that the rock instruments have been stored in the instrument box.
Lance started looking here.
And luckily, he did find a musical instrument case.
"what is this?"
Winsor swam over and asked.
"Bass box."
Lance's eyes lit up.
This is the box he found in the fallen chest.
Maybe some bass player forgot to take it and put it in his locker, but after that day, he never had the opportunity to take his bass.
But now there is a good thing, that is, the bass box is still in good condition, and there is a lock on it.
However, the lock on it was useless to Lance. He effortlessly opened the lock with his nails, and then received a brand new bass by accident.
Lance was very happy, put on the bass pretendingly, and played a few strings.
…
The bottom of the sea can listen to farts.
Lance sighed, blew a few bubbles, and put the bass back in the case.
"Wait a minute, there seems to be something in there."
Wenser said suddenly.
"What else is there in this box?"
Lance thought it was funny. He put the bass in the box, but accidentally got stuck.
Lance blinked, and was about to take out the bass and put it in again, but unexpectedly, accidentally, the top layer was lifted off——
Sure enough, there is another layer below.
A sniper rifle.
Lance: "..."
Damn, there is a killer in the band!