Lance felt that he was at work now.
Get out of the cabin at about 1:00 every morning, and after eating full, rush to Quirrell to teach Quirrell a lesson.
Classes lasted until noon, an hour's lunch break, and Quirrell's noise attack in the afternoon, until the evening, and then Lance swam back wearily.
The next day, repeat the above.
Tonight, when Lance was lying next to Wenser to sleep, recalling what he had done these days, Lance couldn't help grimacing his facial features.
Why did he still have to be a social animal after he became a mermaid? ?
Complaining is useless, however.
After feeling uneasy for a while, Lance lay beside Wenser and looked back at Wenser with some concern.
Wenser was still the same, with his eyes closed tightly, his black fish tail curved, and the gauze-like caudal fin covering his upper body.
Lance thought for a while, but in the end he was still worried. He lifted the black yarn-like tail fin and got in, carefully observing whether Wenser was still breathing.
Since Wenser fell asleep, Wenser has not woken up.
Lance was still worried, what if Wenser wanted to eat
So after teaching Quirrell every day, Lance had to try his best to catch the dark blue fish, but every time he came back with the fish, Lance saw that Winsor was still asleep and had no intention of eating at all. .
So Lance had to eat the fish he caught by himself, and fell into worry at the same time.
Wenser always does not eat, will it be bad for his health
Of course, no one could answer this question for him.
Lance also tried to force the fish fillet into Wenser's mouth, but each time Wenser flicked it away...
If it is forced, the now unconscious Wenser will not be able to chew, so he needs to chew up the fish fillets before feeding them
Because this move really made Lance shy, Lance still didn't dare to do it in the end, so he chewed and ate the fish fillet in his mouth.
The only thing he can do now is to come back at night, curl up next to Wenser, and fall asleep while listening to Wenser's rhythmic breathing.
In this way, if there is something wrong with Wenser, Lance can react as quickly as possible.
Another night without dreams.
The next day, when the sun came into the cabin, Lance woke up, and he yawned.
Wenser beside him was still sleeping. Lance lifted Wenser's tail fin and looked at it for a long time. After confirming that Wenser's face was rosy and there was nothing unusual, he stretched his waist and prepared to swim to
Quirrell over there, give Quirrell a lesson.
"Oh, yes, this is breakfast."
Before leaving, Lance caught a fish and came in, explained to himself, and at the same time told Wenser, regardless of whether Wenser could hear it or not.
He put the fish into a transparent box, making sure that if Winsor woke up, he would be able to see the fish for the first time.
Lance looked back at Winsor one last time, then left.
Lance felt that it was not easy for him.
Not to mention going to class every day, but also worrying about whether Wenser will eat.
I hope that after going back this time, he can see that the little fish in the transparent box is gone.
If the small fish in the transparent box were gone, then at least it meant that Wenser had eaten.
It's a pity that every time before, when Lance came back, he would only see the little fish in the transparent box still spitting bubbles at him.
Let's not mention these for now.
After swimming westward for a long time, Lance finally came to the place where Quirrell was teaching.
This is a place that Quirrell deliberately cleared out. Nearby is a circle of shipwrecks. The open space in the middle is the drum stand that Lance made for Quirrell these days.
According to Quirrell, this circle of shipwrecks can well block the noise he made from being transmitted to Wenser.
As for the effect, Lance was skeptical.
He preferred to believe that the reason why Wenser couldn't hear it was purely because of the distance.
[here! teacher!]
Quirrell was still the size of a fist. Seeing Lance coming, it frantically flashed its red light, signaling Lance to look at it.
On the other side, a sunken ship moved and made a "squeak" sound, and a pliers came out and shook, and said in a rough voice:
[teacher.]
[Hermit Crab and Quirrell, good morning.]
Lance nodded with a special sense of teacher's morality, but he couldn't help looking at the other claw of the hermit crab.
Before that, Quirrell sent a pincer of a hermit crab as a tuition fee, and Lance accepted it with a smile.
As a result, Lance discovered that this crab meat... is delicious!
After opening the hard shell, the pliers are full of crystal clear white flesh, which is very satisfying to bite down, even more delicious than the fleshy wrist and feet in the coral bone!
The meat is tender and juicy, crystal clear, not fishy at all, sweet and at the same time, it also comes with a little salty taste from the deep sea, it is really delicious.
This caused Lance to look at the only remaining claw of the hermit crab every time he was in class.
Lance: Swallow.
Of course, Lance couldn't help but ask the hermit crab to give Lance the only pincer
eat.
Regarding the pliers given to him, the hermit crab also explained that the pliers were indeed broken off by Quirrell.
However, since the broken pincers will grow back after a few days, the hermit crab didn't say anything, just pretending that he lost the fight.
[I am not a fish who always cares about the big things.]
The hermit crab shook its only remaining pincer, very heroic, [I would like to admit defeat.]
What's more, the hermit crab later thought that the idea of using the broken pincer as a tuition fee for Lance was not bad.
[Okay, class is on.]
Lance pulled out a small iron bar from the side, and hit it on the "blackboard" with a "snap", [Before class, let's repeat what we learned yesterday.]
The "blackboard" is a large board that Lance can't say what kind of material it is, but it can serve as a "blackboard" anyway.
[Me, me, me!]
Relying on his small size, Quirrell grabbed the drumsticks and swam to the drum stand. Regardless of the change in Lance's face, he started to beat "jingle bells and palm nuts".
Amid the noise, Lance's face gradually turned green.
He regrets one thing in particular now.
Why do you have to boast and teach Quirrell.
Although Quirrell has eighteen tentacles, after so many days, its eighteen tentacles only show one thing, it really has no talent in music.
wanna die.
…
By the afternoon, Lance thought he'd have to listen to the noise again, lest he spit out his lunch.
To make life easier for himself, Lance declared:
[You can practice freely in the afternoon, I will not participate.]
[it is good!]
Quirrell was still full of energy, he didn't realize that Lance was tortured to death by it, maybe he was still complacent that he could finally have a good time.
Hermit crabs are fine too.
Because Quirrell is now beating the "miniature" drum, as a huge crab, the hermit crab said that the drum sound is like hitting it with a pea, and it doesn't feel it, so it also waved its pliers at Lance to express itself understood:
[If I can't even stand my own fish, what face does I have to hang around here?]
Domineering, really domineering.
Lance couldn't help but clapped his hands, feeling that he was reading a book about a domineering president and a little wife.
After fooling the two sea monsters, Lance was exhausted physically and mentally, and quickly swam out from where Quirrell was beating the drum.
After swimming out for an unknown amount of time, Lance finally didn't hear the sound of "Ding Ling Dang Bang". He breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat here comfortably
Swim around.
He found himself getting used to life as a mermaid more and more.
I don't know if this is a bad thing or a good thing.
After swimming on the bottom of the sea for a while, Lance slowly began to rise up.
He had been too busy before, so he didn't have time to visit the island again. Lance wanted to take advantage of this time to go back and have a look.
Because he was afraid that the camera would be damaged if it entered the water, Lance put the camera and suitcase on the island. If he wanted to see it, he could go directly to the island.
Floating out of the sea, Lance wiped the sea water on his face with his webbed paws, and hurriedly went under a coconut tree by the sea.
He put the suitcase under the coconut tree, quite afraid that if he didn't see him for a few days, his suitcase would disappear directly under various accidents.
After finally climbing under the coconut tree, Lance pulled the sand a few times, and he was relieved to see the undamaged suitcase underneath.
Lance sat under the shade of the tree and opened the suitcase. Looking at the neatly arranged clothes and the camera inside, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Life is not easy, and fish is not easy either.
Although everything in the suitcase had been sorted out, Lance couldn't help but look through the things in the suitcase again, and then rearranged it again.
As for how his roommate, that is, how his former colleague A stuffed the diary into his suitcase, Lance thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out.
Is it on purpose? Or was it inserted inadvertently
Lance tried to carefully recall what his colleague A looked like, but he found in frustration that he could only remember a general idea, and he couldn't recall what his colleague A looked like at all.
His memory is really bad. Could it be because after turning into a fish, the fish's memory is only seven seconds
Lance looked terrified.
After tidying up the suitcase for a while, Lance was like a dragon scrutinizing his treasure. After making sure that nothing was missing, he pulled up the suitcase contentedly, and buried the suitcase in the beach again.
Then, Lance looked outside the shade of the tree, at the sparkling sea, and watched as he grew sleepier.
Fighting back his drowsiness, he picked up a few leaves from the side and made a simple cot for himself, then yawned and lay down on it.
Ever since he became a mermaid, Lance found that he has become rougher and rougher, and he really has no pursuit at all.
Well, what the hell, at least sleep here and don't have to suffer from that annoying noise at last, it's not so good
of it
Time passed by every minute and every second.
The warm sea breeze makes people drowsy, and the rhythmic sound of waves in the distance is the best lullaby.
When Lance finally fell asleep and opened his eyes again, he found that the afternoon had already passed most of the afternoon. Judging from the position of the sun in the sky, in two or three hours, the sun might be about to set.
Oops, I forgot to catch fish.
Lance got up quickly and crawled back into the sea.
In fact, what Lance wants to do is very simple. He just wants to catch a dark blue fish for Wenser every day.
Think optimistically, if Wenser wakes up and sees the dark blue fish in front of him, he should be very happy if this fish is so delicious.
Even if Wenser couldn't wake up and couldn't eat the fish, it didn't matter. Lance decided to eat the fish himself. After all, the fish was delicious.
Because there is such a big guy as Quilo in the Sunset Bay, dark blue fish generally do not appear in the Sunset Bay. Therefore, Lance did not know that he had slowly swam out of the Sunset Bay because he wanted to catch fish. .
As usual, Lance decided to check out the places where the deep blue fish frequent first.
However, unexpectedly, Lance did not encounter a dark blue fish this time, but encountered a group of killer whales.
Not long after Lance returned to the sea, he found a group of "uninvited guests" here.
He hid behind the reef, looking at the "little fat guys" who seemed to be wearing black and white dresses not far away, hesitant.
Judging from the movements of these killer whale groups and the fish schools driven by them, these killer whales are hunting.
The school of fish that the killer whales were chasing happened to be the small dark blue fish that Lance wanted.
I don't know where they came from so many small dark blue fish. Obviously, Lance has only caught one or two fish for so many days.
Now it seems that the dark blue fish will still appear in groups, and the one or two individual fish caught by Lance may be a few fish that leaked out of the fish school.
This frustrates Lance a little.
Lance looked at these killer whales, and compared his body size with the killer whales in his heart. Out of caution, Lance did not rush forward, but adjusted his posture and swam to the side Behind the reef, carefully peep the movements of these killer whales.
The hunting of the killer whales is coming to an end, and it seems that they are full.
The remaining small dark blue fishes that managed to escape escaped from the gap between the killer whales in a panic.
And the killer whales are getting closer and closer to Lance's hiding place, which makes the
Lance could hear the communication between the killer whales:
"beep beep"
"hold head high-"
"Boom-ang-"
These "beeping" sounds come and go, and the killer whales in it touch back and forth with a few movements from time to time. From the perspective of Lance, a bystander, it seems that these killer whales are exchanging experiences with each other. .
If it is translated, maybe these killer whales are like people touting each other after beating the king.
For example as follows:
"Wow, did you see what I did just now? It's amazing."
"The so-and-so just now, what the hell did you send?"
Listening to the chirping in his ears, Lance poked his head out from behind the reef, and he counted, there are a total of five killer whales here.
These five orcas looked particularly energetic, coupled with their lively movements, Lance believed that they might be a group of young orcas that came out to play.
After all, in his shallow ocean knowledge, orca groups are generally led by the oldest female whale, and the hunting of the few orcas just now seemed more like playful play than serious hunting.
Forget it, leave them alone.
Lance lay on the back of the reef, looking sadly at the small dark blue fish swimming farther and farther, thinking how he could bypass this group of killer whales to catch them.
The killer whale made such a move just now, I am afraid that it will become more and more difficult to catch this small dark blue fish in the future.
Several killer whales played nearby for a while, and then turned their bodies around one after another. It seemed that they were preparing to go home.
Lance breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that these killer whales wanted to leave.
He is going to wait for the killer whale to leave before hunting.
"Huh?"
As a result, before Lance could finish his breath, he heard a buzzing sound coming from behind him.
Lance's body stiffened.
He turned his head slowly, and saw a black and white fat killer whale behind him.
Lance: "..."
He hates killer whales with high IQs!
What are you playing
The orca, who didn't know when it swam behind Lance, seemed to be very curious about Lance. After Lance looked at it, it screamed for a long time, and even kissed Lance on purpose. .
However, how big is the killer whale, and how big is Lance
Lance was suddenly touched by it, and his back hit the rock directly, and Lance couldn't help crying out in pain:
"ka—wa—"
In an instant, five killer whales in the distance swam over immediately.
Well, there are now six orcas circling Lance.
Lance leaned on the reef, looking at the six orcas in front of him in shock
It kept spinning in front of him, and made one after another of tweets.
Although he didn't understand the language of the orcas, Lance could tell from their eager behavior that the six whales wanted to touch him.
Suddenly, Lance remembered the campus cat on his university campus.
Those stray cats raised by the students are often accidentally surrounded by a group of students, and then sucked by a group of students with humiliation.
By analogy to the present, Lance feels that the situation he may encounter now is similar.
"beep beep"
The killer whales surrounded Lance, singing happily:
'Wow, what is this? So cute, want to suck. '
'What are you sucking? I didn't see who was masturbating him just now. Did you not masturbate? Be cautious. '
'Is this human? It doesn't look like it. '
Several killer whales discussed for a long time, but failed to negotiate, and finally had to send a smaller killer whale.
This little killer whale is slightly smaller than other killer whales, but its body is more distinct in black and white, and its pattern is unique.
Under Lance's suspicious gaze, it opened its mouth, revealing a row of teeth inside:
[Hello!]
Listening to this energetic voice, Lance couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.
Wait, this voice is very familiar to him.
[What are you?]
The boy's voice was full of air, [Can you understand what I said? I am a killer whale.]
Isn't this the boy's voice in the sea monster chat group
Lance breathed a sigh of relief. He relaxed and said to the little killer whale in front of him:
[Hello, my name is Lance.]
[Wow, you turned out to be a sea monster!]
The little killer whale cocked its tail happily and continued to ask,
[You look like a human being.]
Lance finally remembered that killer whales seem to have an innate affection for humans.
In this case, the killer whales should not classify him as prey.
Lance breathed a sigh of relief.
Lance looked at the killer whale in front of him, then smiled slightly at the killer whale, and said:
[I am a mermaid.]
[Mermaid? never heard of that…]
The little killer whale tilted its head, and suddenly seemed to remember it, shaking its head and tail excitedly, [Oh, I remember, you are the mermaid that was talked about in the chat group! It turns out that the mermaid looks like this! I see a mermaid!]
Lance: […]
The little killer whale howled for a while, and then changed the infrasound to a language that ordinary killer whales could understand.
After the other five killer whales got the news, this
It blew again and again for a while.
After several killer whales reached an agreement, the little killer whale turned around and continued to ask Lance:
[Excuse me, my friend and I, can I fuck you?]
Lance looked up and saw five other huge orcas overhead, looking down at him.
Even though he didn't speak, let alone understand what the killer whales were saying, Ke Lance definitely understood two words from the eyes of the remaining five whales—
"eager"
Lance: "..."
I'm sorry, if he could travel back to the previous university campus, he would never force cats, really!
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