The next day, when Wenser woke up, he found that he had returned to the cabin.
Consciousness... seems to be invaded.
Winsor sat up, rubbing his temples, and kept recalling in his mind what the other body was doing before he passed out.
Sure enough, it should have been assimilated in one go.
Winsor couldn't help sighing.
The identity of his other body is both sensitive and useful, and since Wenser is mainly by Lance's side now, after several considerations, Wenser did not completely assimilate and devour that body.
Wenser had a hunch that that body would be useful one day.
The result of no assimilation is that certain reactions of that body will affect this side.
Especially in the spiritual aspect, this is not the first time that Wenser and the consciousness of that body have been invaded.
The previous few times were negligible, but this time the intensity of the invasion was much greater than before, so that Wenser was defenseless, a gap appeared in his consciousness, and the physical reaction was a sudden coma.
However, those humans are really bold.
Thinking of this, Wenser couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile.
After all these years, human beings are still so arrogant.
"Winser? Are you awake?"
A white mermaid swims in from the window of the abandoned cabin, and Lance comes in with a fish fillet in his hand.
Seeing Wenser wake up, Lance narrowed his eyes with joy:
"Great, I thought you were going to sleep for another day."
Lance approached, handed the fish fillet to Wenser, and then hurried out again, saying before leaving:
"Lie down well, and I'll hunt for you."
Before Winsor could say anything, Lance swam out again.
Wenser was stunned for a moment. He looked at the fish fillet in his hand, took a bite, and found that it tasted good.
It must have taken a lot of effort for Lance to find this kind of fish.
Unexpectedly, he has always been feeding Lance, and now Lance is feeding him.
Wenser felt a little melancholy while eating the crystal fish fillet in his hand.
As Winsor guessed, the fish that Winsor eats now is hard to catch.
After a long time, Lance swam in with a dark blue fish.
Lance looks upset:
"Sorry, I can only catch this one."
This dark blue fish is only as long as his forearm, but it is elusive in the ocean, and it is very difficult to catch.
Lance searched almost five miles around just looking for this kind of fish. In the end, he only found two fish.
I was exhausted half to death.
After catching some other fish on the road to fill his stomach, Lance immediately dragged the dark blue fish to the cabin where Winsor was sleeping.
He didn't dare stay away from Winsor for too long.
And the reason why Lance took so much effort to find the dark blue fish is because Lance thinks that he wants to raise Lance as a sick patient, so the sick must eat good food.
So, Lance went to ask Quirrell, and knew that this fish tasted good.
Experiments have proved that this dark blue fish tastes really good. The only drawback is that it is difficult to catch.
And in the process of finding this fish, Lance has another wonderful harvest——
He unexpectedly discovered that the hermit crab really came to find Quirrell.
He seems to have witnessed the birth of a strange friendship.
Hermit crab Li Yunlong's upright rants, met with Quirrell's crazy rock drumming, it's really thunderous.
Quirrell: [Do I knock nicely?]
Hermit Crab: [Sounds like a chicken feather. The pliers of Lao Tzu knock casually, and they sound better than you. No culture is terrible.]
Quirrell: [Fart, that's because you won't appreciate it.]
Hermit Crab: [You fucking knock on that shell and call it a musical instrument, why don't you even appreciate your farting?]
Qi Luo was so angry that his face changed: [If you have the ability, go for it.]
The hermit crab sneered: [If I didn't get too big to knock, would there be any business with you?]
Quirrell: [Come here!]
Hermit Crab: [A xx, I will teach you what rhythm is, just wait!]
After finishing speaking, the hermit crab waved its pincers, and knocked on its "shell", the sound was half like Lance's knocking before.
Quirrell: […]
The hermit crab also adjusts the position of the knock according to the different parts of the "shell" and adjusts the sound, which is a proper genius.
Even Lance, who was on the sidelines, had to feel that hermit crabs are indeed born with pincers.
Of course, for the heartbroken Quirrell, Lance can only express sympathy, and then turn around mercilessly to find the dark blue fish.
The two of them "play" quite well and should be fine.
The teacher is too lazy to make friends with two kindergarten children.
So, after learning from Quirrell that this small dark blue fish is delicious, Lance ran away, completely ignoring that Quirrell almost tore up with the hermit crab.
"It shouldn't be able to tear it up."
Back in time, Lance told Winsor about Quirrell, and finally said,
"I see them playing pretty well."
Winsor's eyes softened, he reached out and touched Lance
face, said:
"I'm full, this fish, you eat it."
"Who are you lying to? The previous fish fillets can't be stuffed between the teeth."
Lance despised it, he said, tearing the dark blue fish into fillets and stuffing them into Winsor's mouth,
"I've finished eating, this fish is for you, ah, open your mouth."
Winsor could only passively accept the fish fillets that were brought up.
"Winser, what's the matter with you?"
Lance folded his hands on his chest, as if "if you don't say anything, you will be tortured and served".
"My own reasons, give me a period of time and I will get better on my own."
Winsor was helpless.
He couldn't tell Lance directly that this body resonated with another body, and now he was adapting to two different bodies.
If you say it directly, I'm afraid Lance will come up with a series of weird things again.
After listening to Winsor's explanation, Lance expressed his displeasure.
How can this be considered an explanation
Basically said nothing.
But just like what Wenser said, Lance actually knows nothing about creatures like mermaids, even swimming needs Wenser to teach;
That being the case, it's better to believe in Wenser's reason.
"Well, since you said so, so it is."
Lance compromised, and he asked worriedly, "When will you be better?"
"Give me a week."
Wenser stepped forward, cupped Lance's cheeks, and said softly,
"In a week, I'll settle my business."
Lance blinked, looked at Wenser's face which was close at hand, his breath was suffocated, for some reason, Wenser's face in front of him overlapped with Wen Yu's again, for a moment, he couldn't tell the difference Whether the person in front of him was Wenser or Wen Yu, subconsciously, he called out the name:
"Warm Yu..."
Winsor froze for a moment.
And Lance immediately came back to his senses. He was so guilty that he broke away from Wenser's hungry hand immediately, and then yelled wildly:
"I accidentally called it wrong. Your surname is Wen, and it's another fish. Isn't it Wen Yu? Hahahaha."
The more he talked, the more he talked, and finally he blushed and became incoherent.
"Lance."
Seeing that the little fish in front of him was about to panic, Wenser had no choice but to stop Lance who was still frantically making up reasons.
Lance raised his head and looked at Wenser anxiously:
"Any thing else?"
"No."
Wenser didn't care about Lance calling him by the wrong name, and was even a little happy in his heart. Of course, he didn't show it on his face, but told Lance what to do next.
"Lance, I need to rest recently... That is to say, I have to fall asleep here and rest... for a week."
"During this time, don't be afraid, I've been here...just asleep...it's okay."
"You don't need to worry about me... yes... you don't need to be by my side all the time... If you want to go out, just walk around here... If there is anything, ask Quilo..."
Winsor was lying in the cabin, which was a small nest that he and Lance had carefully arranged.
Although it is a bit rudimentary, this is the best lair they can make in the sea.
When Lance was talking, Lance kept looking at Winsor quietly. He held Winsor's hand. Although he looked like a happy little fish on the surface, Winsor knew that Lance was very scared. , and panic.
"Don't be afraid, my little fish."
Wenser stroked Lance's hair and said, "Even if you go to the ends of the earth, I will find you back."
In fact, Winsor also considered whether to imprison Lance during his deep sleep.
There are so many cabins here, if you want to imprison Lance, it is even much easier than in the coral bone—
Find a cabin that Lance likes more, trick Lance into it, and then use tentacles to seal all possible doors and windows.
Wenser can even let Quirrell do it without making a move.
However, Winsor was reluctant.
He knew that Lance couldn't be trapped, so it was better to let Lance be free and swim happily in the bottom of the sea.
As long as he opened his eyes a week later, he could see Lance.
"That's okay, you'll be fine in a week."
Lance quickly agreed, "A week later, when you wake up, let's go to the ocean together, don't leave me alone."
"Um."
Wenser smiled, he looked at Lance with affectionate eyes, and wanted to engrave Lance's appearance in his heart.
His little fish, the little white fish, finally made his dark dreams appear in a different color.
…
After Wenser and Lance finished talking, they fell asleep directly.
Lance leaned forward and observed cautiously for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that Wenser was still breathing.
Fortunately, Winsor is really not dead.
Lance looked around blankly, and after confirming that he was really the only one left, he felt lost.
He didn't know what to do.
because not
Yong stayed by Wenser's side, and Lance swam out of the cabin after a while with Wenser.
Lance thought for a while and swam to Quirrell to see if they had finished tearing up the hermit crab. It turned out that Quirrell became half the original size in a fit of anger because he couldn't speak the hermit crab, and began to move the tentacles with the hermit crab. Come;
And the hermit crab is worthy of being a character like Li Yunlong. After Qiluo came to fight, it didn't hesitate at all, and just went up with its two pliers. The two sea monsters fought back and forth, which was really fierce.
Lance hid aside, he watched these two huge sea monsters making waves on the bottom of the sea—
Two huge sea monsters, the tentacle monster and the crab monster fought. During the fight, they bumped into countless sunken ships. All of a sudden, the shipwrecks toppled over and made a "jingling and palm nut" sound, which was really noisy.
Commercial blockbuster.
Compared with the sea monster battle in front of us, Godzilla is a fart. The scene is a fully immersive 5D viewing mode.
Lance only regrets that he doesn't have any popcorn in his hands now.
[Don't hit the boat!]
When he was about to hit these sunken ships for the nth time, Quirrell finally couldn't help shouting, [Fuck, don't you know that Nate said that making noise is not allowed?]
The hermit crab's movements were stiff, it turned its body with difficulty, aimed at the open space next to it, and then continued to use up the big move just now—
Mount Tai overwhelms!
Quirrell, who happened to be stuck on the top of the hermit crab's head, was crushed to the bottom of the sea by the whole hermit crab, and the whole bottom of the sea was shaken and bubbles came out.
Then, there was another chaos on the bottom of the sea, mixed with curses from hermit crabs and Quirrell.
Lance smashed his mouth, looking at the pincers of the hermit crab that fell in the distance, thinking about it.
He has never eaten such a big crab claw.
But seeing the dust flying inside, Lance struggled for a while, but still didn't pick up the crab claw, he was afraid of being accidentally injured.
After observing for a while, Lance swam back. He began to sort out the various items that Quirrell had searched from the sunken ship before. He wanted to try and see if he could find the rest.
After returning to the debris pile, Lance couldn't help but stare blankly at the pile of things piled up—
In fact, these things are not so much relics as they are now a pile of garbage.
A bunch of garbage that no one knows about.
Lance looked at these things, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He swam over and set to work arranging these things.
Lance did not discard the clothes in the suitcase directly, but put them all in a small sunken ship.
He also couldn't explain why he did this. In the sea, he didn't need clothes at all, but he still kept them.
Some beautiful bottles and some jewelry were found by Lance from the corner.
He looked at the shiny things, wiped them off with his webbed paws, thought for a while, and brought the shiny things back to the cabin where Winsor slept.
Maybe Winsor was right, mermaids just like these shiny things.
In addition to these, Lance also found some bullets and a gun.
Lance: "..."
Given that he already knew the inside story of the ship, Lance treated these bullets as shiny little things and put them in the bottle for decoration.
These bullets have been soaked in the sea for so many days, so they must be useless.
Lance sighed, it would be better to have a lighter.
Just as Lance began to sort out some of the collected books, thinking about whether to take these books to the island above to dry them, Quirrell's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Quirrell's tone was particularly low, and he sounded a little unhappy:
[teacher?]
Lance looked up, startled.
Quirrell has become the size of a fist, his whole body is red, and he looks fine.
However, eighteen tentacle monsters the size of a fist dragging a crab claw that is more than ten times its body is very problematic!
[You... finished the exchange?]
Lance looked at the crab claws, and finally got tangled up and asked a question.
[That's right.]
Quirrell was still not happy, he put the crab claws beside Lance, and said awkwardly, [I thought about it, anyway, this thing is still there, so I dragged it over and gave it to you to eat.]
Quirrell does this, does the hermit crab know
Lance thought about this question, and asked in a strange way:
[Aren't you going to eat?]
[It's weird to eat your own friends.]
Quirrell flicked his tentacles and made a head-scratching motion.
Too.
Lance thought about it and nodded.
[Teacher, do you mind having one more student tomorrow?]
Quirrell rubbed his tentacles embarrassedly, [That hermit crab, I think it's not bad.]
After finishing speaking, Quirrell immediately added another sentence:
[Although its technology is not as good as mine.]
It seemed that the two sea monsters had no idea that Lance had already watched the whole process.
[That's it... But the hermit crab is so big, how can I teach it?]
Lance prolonged his voice on purpose, as if to refuse.
[Don't worry, hermit crab
Just listening in, not coming up to beat the drums.]
Quirrell hurriedly helped to find a reason,
[When you teach me, I will teach him.]
[Oh~~ That's it.]
Lance looked at Quirrell with subtle eyes, [You have a good relationship.]
His eyes fell on the claws of the crab in the distance, and he said: [Is this the tuition fee for hermit crabs?]
Quirrell began to turn red in layers, woo woo woo, like a warning light, flickering crazily:
[You think too much! I just see it as a rock seedling, cultivated with intention, it should thank me! ! !]
Then he hurriedly explained the origin of the pliers:
[This pincer... was dropped by a hermit crab. I picked it up, so I didn't mean to give it to you!]
Wow, the relationship is so good.
Lance began to think about whether he should help the sea monster form a band or not.
This band, maybe it will be the first underwater rock heavy metal band in the future.
The only pity is that many musical instruments that can only be played on land have only shells left underwater, which is really a pity.
Seeing that Lance did not object, Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, and it continued to talk about Ai Ai:
[That, teacher, we may have to change the place where we play the drums.]
[Yes, this is no problem.]
Lance turned his head and glanced at Wenther's cabin not far away.
Of course, you have to stay away from here, otherwise, what if Wenther can't sleep well when he is in class and Quirrell beats the drum
He was always tormented by the noise, not to mention Winsor, even Lance would think about cutting Quirrell into pieces.
[That's good, I'll move the drum stand over there, if you want to find me, teacher, just go over there.]
Quirrell pointed to the westernmost point with his tentacles. There were quite a lot of shipwrecks over there. It was far away from here, but it happened to be closer to the island above his head.
It seems that the site selection of Qi Luo was decided after a long time of deliberation.
Lance looked at Quirrell's tentacles, he hesitated for a while, and asked:
[Over there, are there many dark blue fish?]
[A lot, of course a lot.]
Seeing that Lance didn't object, Quirrell was very happy, and happily turned on the colorful special effects again, [I didn't go there very much before, so there are more fish schools there.]
However, Quirrell forgot to tell Lance that the location it chose was almost the edge of Sunset Bay.
More fish schools means more creatures fishing.