I want to escape!
no!
I can't be trapped here!
I want to get out! I want to get out!
Merry swam around in the fish tank like a pink whirlwind, panicking.
There was only one thought in its little head: it must escape from this small space, return to the sea, and return to its companions.
The little pink tentacles kept groping on the glass wall of the fish tank, anxiously exploring the surrounding environment.
The surrounding area is made of solid and transparent glass, as smooth as a mirror. One side faces the interior of the cabin, reflecting the messy room; the other side is close to the window, and sunlight shines in through the window, forming patches of shimmering light.
Meili used her tentacles to stick to the smooth glass, and the pink figure climbed up little by little, leaving wet marks on the glass wall.
Finally, the little octopus reached the top of the fish tank, where there was a heavy lid. It raised its tentacles and pushed the lid out with all its strength.
However, the lid was as solid as a rock and did not budge at all.
This heavy lid tightly seals the fish tank, isolating the world inside the tank from the outside world.
Reluctantly, Meli tried several more times, but the result was the same.
Its tiny tentacles slid across the lid, but couldn't find a single crack.
This is a closed cage that traps all living things, leaving no chance of escape.
A hint of gloom flashed in Meli's eyes, and his tentacles drooped weakly. Despair spread in the little octopus's heart, drowning it bit by bit.
It looked out the window through the fish tank. The sunlight was shining on the water, making it sparkle. However, the free ocean was blocked outside by the damn fish tank. The wall between them was a fortress that it could not cross!
The ocean seemed so close, yet so far away.
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The cabin door was pushed open and Whitebee walked in.
She wore a purple-blue skull hat, and her ice-blue hair swayed gently as she walked, as graceful as the waves of the ocean.
Whiteybee glanced around the cabin, ran straight to the messy corner, and began to search.
Scattered among the junk were all kinds of strange, nameless objects.
Whidibe muttered as he searched, a hint of impatience in his voice.
"Hmm? Where is the thing that guy Lashu was talking about?"
After searching extensively, Whitebee seemed to have found nothing.
She frowned and was about to turn around and leave when her eyes accidentally fell on the fish tank by the window.
A striking pink color is stuck on the transparent glass of the fish tank.
Whitey's attention was instantly drawn to the fish. She put her original purpose behind her and quickly approached the fish tank.
In the fish tank, a small pink octopus curled up into a ball, tightly attached to the transparent glass of the fish tank, motionless.
Its body is soft and petite, and its pink skin is slightly transparent. It looks elastic and easy to pull, as if it would bounce back with a light pinch. It feels very suitable for holding in the hand to play with and relieve stress.
A hint of amusement flashed in Whitebee's eyes, "When did a little octopus appear here?"
She moved closer to the fish tank, with her nose almost touching the glass, and looked at the little guy carefully. An amused smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she had discovered some new toy.
"Hey, little guy," Whitebee stretched out a finger and tapped lightly on the glass of the fish tank.
The crisp knocking sounds echoed in the cabin.
The little octopus was startled by the sudden knocking sound, and its body shrank suddenly, staring at Whitey with its round eyes vigilantly.
Whitebey didn't notice the little octopus's uneasiness, but instead thought it was even cuter. "Haha, what's that look? What are you thinking about, little guy?"
She stretched out her fingers and continued to tap the fish tank, teasing it.
Her laughter was crisp and cheerful, but to the creatures in the fish tank, it was as terrifying as thunder.
All the other creatures in the fish tank were so scared that they hid in the reefs or seaweed, only the little octopus was still clinging to the glass.
After being frightened, the little octopus showed no interest in Whitebee's teasing.
It avoided Whitebee's gaze and tried to curl up tighter, making itself look smaller, as if this could avoid attracting the other's interest.
When Whitebee saw that the little octopus was unmoved by her actions, she reached out and opened the lid of the fish tank, trying to fish the little octopus out.
"Don't be so shy, little one."
Unexpectedly, the little octopus that had been motionless just now suddenly moved.
There is a gap!
Good opportunity!
Run away quickly!
Merry jumped suddenly, and several small tentacles stretched out, nimbly avoiding Whitebee's hand.
The little octopus turned into a pink lightning and climbed out from the top of the fish tank at an astonishing speed, running happily towards freedom.
Whidibe was startled by this sudden situation, but she quickly reacted and there was a hint of excitement in her eyes.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she reached out to catch the escaped little octopus.
Even in a waterless environment, the little octopus was still incredibly fast. It nimbly scurried to the window and was about to jump back into the embrace of the sea.
Just as the little octopus was about to jump out of the window, a chill suddenly enveloped it. It felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and its movements involuntarily stiffened.
Whitebee's frost ability was activated in an instant, and an icy hand grabbed the little octopus from the air.
A hint of pride flashed in her eyes as she teased, "You're quite agile, little one! But you're still a long way from escaping from my grasp."
The moment the little octopus was caught, a chill came from the fingertips, suppressing it so that it could not move.
Whitebey put away his frost ability and gently pinched the little octopus with his hand.
Just as she thought, the little octopus was soft and bouncy, and it felt very comfortable to pinch it.
"Little guy, why are you running?"
Whitey couldn't help but gently knead the little octopus's body, with the corners of his mouth raised in satisfaction.
She pressed gently with her fingers, and the little octopus deformed slightly in her palm, then quickly returned to its original shape.
The little octopus felt the suppression of the frost disappear and immediately began to struggle desperately.
The pink tentacles waved wildly in the air, but the soft body was completely unable to break free from Whitey's restraints, instead making the bouncing feeling in her palm even stronger.
Its round eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear: "Help! Let me go!"
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, don't be so nervous."
Whitey's voice softened a little, but his hands did not stop moving, still kneading the chewy little octopus repeatedly.
A sound of footsteps came from outside the cabin, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door.
Whitebey looked up and saw the tall figure of Lashu leaning in.
He found Whitey standing in front of the fish tank, a look of surprise on his face. "What are you doing here? Didn't you say ornamental fish are small and not tasty? Why are you studying the fish tank so seriously now?"
Whitebee raised her chin slightly. Instead of answering Lashu's question, she asked unhappily, "Lashu, where is the thing I'm looking for? I searched the entire room and didn't see even a shadow!"
Laxiu scratched his head, gave an awkward smile, and looked a little evasive: "Oh, that... I forgot to tell you that the thing is gone."
As soon as he finished speaking, Whitey glared at him and kneaded the little octopus harder, causing it to struggle.
Whitebee said dissatisfiedly: "Do you have any brains? I've been looking for it for so long, and you tell me it's gone?"
Laxiu hurriedly raised his hands and apologized: "Don't be angry, I forgot, sorry, sorry."
He paused, then changed the subject: "By the way, Marco and the others are looking for you."
"What do you want from me?"
There was still some dissatisfaction in Whitebee's voice. As she asked, she put the little octopus back into the fish tank and closed the lid.
The little octopus finally breathed a sigh of relief when it returned to the water. Although Whitebey's kneading was gentle, the feeling of being kneaded was really uncomfortable.
Laxiu shrugged: "It seems that Dad wants to drink cold beer and needs your help to add some ice cubes."
"Scared? These guys don't call me when they drink, they only remember me when they need to add ice!"
"No, I was the one who called you."
"Tsk. Okay, okay."
......
The two men walked out of the cabin while talking, and the sound of their conversation gradually faded away.
Peace returned to the cabin.
In the fish tank, Meli was floating on the water, with a look of despair in his eyes, as if he had lost all his strength.
Just now, it was just a little bit away from successfully returning to the sea!
Why? Why?
Merry once thought that as long as he had a body, he could return to his friends and continue his adventures together.
But now it seems that reality is not that easy.
The current situation is completely different from what it imagined when it first woke up.
The Turtle Sage was right. It was too weak now and could not fight against the endless dangers. What should it do?
When the cabin returned to silence, the marine creatures in the fish tank poked their heads out from their hiding places. After confirming that there was no danger, they slowly gathered together again.
The little flying fish swam to the center of the fish tank, cleared its throat, and attracted everyone's attention.
Its voice was clear and excited: "Where was I just now?"
A small blue fish answered first: "Speaking of you fighting a deep-sea monster for three hundred rounds."
"Oh, yes," the little flying fish said with a proud smile, "I bravely fought against that deep-sea monster. It was very powerful and I was almost hit by it."
"Wow! How did you defeat such a terrifying sea monster?"
The little flying fish flapped its long pectoral fins, danced with its hands, and imitated fighting movements as it talked.
"At that time, I used all my strength to dodge its attack, circled behind it like lightning, and bit its tail hard. It spun around in pain, and I took the opportunity to give it another heavy blow..."
The other marine creatures were fascinated by the listening, their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, as if they were also in the thrilling battle.
The adventure story of the little flying fish also brought back Meli's memories.
Usopp always likes to tell all kinds of bizarre stories in such a serious manner. Those adventures seem to be as realistic as if they were all his own experiences, which easily convinces Chopper.
The little octopus raised its head and looked through the glass of the fish tank at the boundless sea outside the window, as if it saw that familiar figure again.
Usopp stood at the bow, holding a slingshot in his hand. His legs were shaking unconsciously, but he had a confident smile on his face and shouted, "I am the brave sea warrior Usopp! I have 8,000 subordinates..."
When Merry thought of this, he couldn't help but smile.
Yes, although Usopp is timid and likes to brag, he is still willing to fight for his friends when he knows that he cannot defeat the enemy.
"Usopp..." A hint of determination flashed in Merry's eyes: I can't give up easily!
The little octopus's desire for freedom and longing for his friends became stronger and stronger.
In this strong desire, Meli unknowingly released an inner distress signal.
Who can help me!
I want to escape from here!
I want to go back to my friends!
A slight wave spread out in the water, and the distress signal penetrated the glass of the fish tank, penetrated the wall of the cabin, and spread to the vast ocean.
"Don't be afraid, Your Highness. We are here to rescue you."
A childish voice suddenly sounded in Merry's mind, as if it was a response coming from the depths of the distant ocean.
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