How to become a mermaid

Chapter 43 How to Tame Humans
When Moni came back from sending the boat, he saw Shamanleir sitting on the cage, looking up at the sky motionless.

Because mermaids have to see things underwater, their eye structure is different from that of humans. It seems to be covered with a thin protective film. When reflecting sunlight, it looks like a starry sky is flowing in the eyes.

Seeing such a pair of beautiful eyes, Moni felt like his heart was about to stop beating.

Oh...my mermaid is indeed the most beautiful creature in the world!
"Do you want to know how my boat flies?" Moni tried hard to restrain his excited smile that was about to twist, and asked Shamanlell in a "friendly" tone.

He was trying to arouse the interest of Shaman Lear, so that his little mermaid could talk to him a few more words.

Moni approached Shaman Lair, trying to touch Shaman Lair's eyes, but was dodged, and Shaman Lair grabbed him with his backhand while dodging.

The sharp nails left a few long white marks on Mooney's hands, but did not cause any further damage to him.

To put it simply, it still failed to break the defense.

Not only is he thick-skinned, Moni has thick skin all over his body.

"Hmm... It's itchy~" Mo Ni touched the scratched area just now, with a smile on his face.

Shamanleir withdrew his hand, and he had already got a firm grasp of Moni's rough skin and thick flesh.

He didn't just want to vent his anger just now, but wanted to know the gap between himself and Mo Ni.

The result is... this guy is so thick and invulnerable that he can't beat Moni by brute force.

Shamanleir has been thinking about how to escape, but no matter what the plan is, Moni must be brought down first.

As long as Mooney can still move normally, Shamanlael can't escape.

Maybe Mooney was very happy when he went into the water to catch him, thinking that it was Shamanlell playing happily with him.

If you can't break it from the outside, then break it from the inside. Shamanleir has already thought of a way, that is-poisoning.

Where does the poison come from, of course it is marine life.

Some things are extremely poisonous, not to mention people, even dragons have been brought down.

Ole had mentioned to Samantel before, never get close to a kind of jellyfish with bright blue halos all over its body.

Their poison was so strong that even Ole himself couldn't handle it.

In addition to these jellyfish, there are many things that can cause a lot of trouble to the dragon.

However, Samantel has nothing in hand now, he needs to let Moni relax his vigilance and provide him with some raw materials.

Moni is not a fool. It is impossible to give Shaman Laier something that is obviously highly toxic, but Shaman Lair can cultivate it himself.

Samantel had been doing this before, but he had changed the breeding target from a soft and comfortable sea anemone bed to a sea creature that could poison Moni to death.

It is possible that some less venomous species combine to become highly venomous species.

Moreover, Shaman Lair now has Ole's tail in his hand, and he can obtain a steady stream of black nightshade juice.

This method, the more Samantel thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Well, let's start by letting Moni's guard down.

"How did your ship fly?" Shamanlael asked suddenly.

Hearing Shamanleir's words, Moni looked in disbelief.

My cute mermaid actually wants to talk to me!
"There are several huge fumaroles on my boat. They spray air downward to generate a strong propulsion, which can drive the boat to fly. Isn't it amazing?" Mony narrated with dancing.

He looked at Shamanleir frantically, and said in a flattering tone: "If you want to see it, I can hold you to see it, okay?"

Samantel didn't want to see it. Aren't those fumaroles the plane's engine?

The sail is like a wing, which can control the direction of air flow, generate a pressure difference to provide upward support, and let the ship rise into the air.

Although Samantel doesn't know the specific operation, as a science student from the earth, he still knows some principles, so he doesn't have that kind of strong curiosity.

He has only one problem now.

"What's the thing that powers the boat?" Shaman Rair asked.

"Power?" Moni was puzzled for a moment, but quickly realized, and said, "Did you mean fuel?"

Mooney took out a red box about the size of a palm and the width of a finger from the inner lining of his clothes, which contained flints.

Mooney always took it with him when he didn't need to go to sea, because there was no drier place on this ship than around him.

Moni opened the box, and showed the flint inside to Shamanlael as if offering a treasure.

"It only takes a small one to generate huge energy." Mo Ni said with a smile on his face while holding a flint in his hand.

Shamanlael looked at these flints, and indeed had a curiosity.

He looked at Moni, then reached out and grabbed a handful from the box.

However, something happened that puzzled Samantel.

"Why are they turning black?" Shamanel asked.

The flints in his hand were of different sizes, the largest one was as big as an egg, and the smallest one was the size of a soybean grain. They were all beautiful fire red when they were placed in the box, but there were some black patterns on them.

However, as soon as Shamanlaer took it in his hand, it turned into a dull gray-black.

Seeing the changes in those flints, the smile on Moni's face slackened for a moment.

Flint...don't get wet.

However, Shamanleir is a mermaid, and he is almost covered in water.

When Mooney heard Shamanlael take the initiative to talk to him, he was dazzled by excitement for a while, and even forgot about it.

The largest flint in Shamanleir's hand alone weighs several kilograms.

He grabbed it with his hands like this, at least causing Moni to lose thousands of gold coins.

No, there are more than a thousand gold coins, they are all gone.

Shamanlael didn't know that the flint couldn't get wet, so he fiddled with the flint back and forth in his hands.

"They are getting lighter rapidly, why?" Shamanlael asked curiously again.

"They... are broken, and the flint can't touch water." When Mo Ni said this, there was some heartache in his expression.

The flints are destroyed by a little damp, and when Shamanel played with them in his hands in this way, the water had already seeped into them.

Not to mention the surface, even the inside is useless.

Hearing that the flint should not touch water, Samantel glanced at Moni with a confused expression.

Looking at Shamanleir's puzzled and innocent expression, Moni held his chest and took a deep breath.

Forget it, it's just a little flint.

None of that mattered compared to making his merman happy!
A smile appeared on Moni's face again. He took the initiative to take out a grape-sized flint from the box, put it in front of Chamanlaer, and said, "I don't have water in my hand. If you want to see this, just look at this." one."

Shamanel looked at the flint in Moni's hand, and then at the one in his own hand.

After observing it curiously, he put his finger on the flint the size of a grape.

The flint touched by Shaman Lair quickly turned black from point to surface.

Seeing this phenomenon, Samantel showed a happy smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)