Chapter 29 Chapter 29
"Ouch?" What's wrong with your spiritual sea?
Mu Mu concentrated and entered the spiritual sea channel of Wen Ming.
The crack in the tree trunk was like being chopped by an axe, which was more frightening than before.
Energy rushed out from inside, and Mu Mu tried to block it, but was instead pushed back by a huge number of particles...
"Mu Mu."
Wen Ming shook the little mermaid a few times to wake it up: "No need to dredge."
Mu Mu gestured in horror: "Bu bu!"
The crack has become so big, what should I do!
Wen Ming calmly applied ice to Mu Mu, as if it was not him who had problems with his spiritual sea:
"You are weak after the rejection, don't dredge, wait until you recover."
"......?" Mu Mu slapped the ice pack on his waist, climbed up, and looked at Wen Ming.
"Ouch." I'll be weak for a while at most, but you're facing a matter of life and death!
Wen Ming was silent for a few seconds, then he pulled away from the sight and picked up an ice pack from the ground: "Just apply the ice here today, and tomorrow..."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Mu held him and started another round of counseling.
Counseling is very energy-consuming for the mermaid. Mu Mu's forehead soon became covered with fine beads of sweat, and the sides of his cheeks were abnormally red as if he had a fever.
Wen Ming gently touched its face with the hand that had been holding the ice pack.
"Ugh!"
Mu Mu shivered with cold, and the counseling was interrupted. He glared at him angrily.
"I'll increase the dosage of the sedative." Wen Ming carried it back to the mermaid pond.
Mu Mu was dissatisfied, and he whined and reasoned, and his hands kept scratching Wen Ming.
Wen Ming: "The sedative is more effective."
Instantly, the mermaid shut up its chattering mouth.
"Good night."
The little mermaid lowered its head and scratched the wall of the pool as if it hadn't heard anything.
"Mu Mu... Mu Mu."
Wen Ming called its name stubbornly until Mu Mu raised his head and repeated "good night".
"Ah." Good night.
The little mermaid's pupils were clear, reflecting Wen Ming's figure, and his heart and eyes were filled with only him.
Wen Ming's heart moved, and he raised his hand to touch it.
Mu Mu cooperated and raised his head, squinting his eyes and waiting for the touch on his head.
But the expected palm did not fall...
Mu Mu's eyes secretly opened a slit and urged him: "Woo woo." Touch it quickly!
The energy particles around Wen Ming were a little anxious again.
"?" Mu Mu simply straightened his fish body and took the initiative to touch his palm with the top of his head.
Wen Ming retracted his hand, restrainedly hugged it, and left the mermaid room...
Mu Mu: ???
The abnormal aspect of the master is not only in the spiritual sea!
Humans are so hard to understand...
Mu Mu curled up at the bottom of the mermaid pool and sighed tiredly and frustrated.
'Soothing agents are more effective.'
Wen Ming's words made Mu Mu a little hurt, but he knew it was the truth.
Mu Mu was used to being evaluated by humans as "extremely weak in counseling ability", and he never took it to heart, but now he was a little puzzled:
Are the counseling abilities of mermaids all weak?
Mu Mu rubbed the bruise on his waist: "Huh!" It hurts here, and it hurts in my heart.
Its heartache only lasted for one night.
The next morning, Wen Ming asked someone to wrap a circle of mermaid pool walls with soft edges.
"I rarely get this kind of work.
Unless you encounter a mermaid with a weird and stubborn personality, who bumps his head against the pool and bleeds, no mermaid owner will install soft edges on the mermaid pool."
The master who was doing the work was a bit talkative, and he approached Wen Ming unilaterally: "Does this mermaid have similar quirks?"
"Hmm." No. "
Really? Then why install it..."
The master paused his work, glanced at the mermaid floating on the water, and then looked back at Wen Ming:
"Was that the sound you made just now?"
Wen Ming nodded helplessly.
Mu Mu sank into the water and laughed secretly.
The talkative master continued to ask: "Why change to a soft wall? Waterproof materials are quite troublesome to maintain."
"Ouch!"
The mermaid jumped out of the water, deliberately exposing her dark blue skin.
The master understood instantly: "Oh, the mermaid got hurt, so you reorganized the mermaid pool and didn't want the mermaid to get hurt again!"
Mu Mu was secretly happy, and the tip of his tail rose out of the water and slapped the water surface, as if applauding this guess.
A strange light flashed across the master's face:
It got hurt!
"So, you specifically emphasized the choice of soft bag material with shell patterns because mermaids like it."
Even though Wen Ming didn't say a word, the master had already used an affirmative tone.
Mu Mu transferred this master from the "stranger" to the "confidant" category.
It happily swam to the edge of the pool and kept touching the shell pattern.
The master used it as a new topic: "Sure enough, mermaids have low IQs. It must have thought that the picture was a real shell. Look at it, trying to dig it down!"
"..." Mu Mu stopped and frowned.
The master became even more aggressive: "Hey, it didn't dig it down, so it got angry!"
"Fuck!" Master, what do you do for a living? Why are you so talkative?
Mu Mu removed the master from the "confidant" category and turned him into an "ordinary friend".
The master's eyes were glued to the fish's tail: "You are a very competent master. You have kept the mermaid's tail smooth and shiny. It looks so beautiful..."
Wen Ming suddenly said: "Is it over?"
The master's attention was drawn to him: "Oh, yes, it's installed. If you have any maintenance issues, feel free to contact me."
Wen Ming opened the payment interface of the optical computer: "How many star coins?"
"No need to pay!" The master waved his hands repeatedly, "I know what your family situation is."
Mu Mu: O^O
Your family is so poor that everyone in the neighborhood knows about it.
The master was worried that Wen Ming would force him to pay, so he walked out of Wen Ming's house quickly.
"Well, I know Wen's is yours."
The master paused at the door, looking at Wen Ming who followed behind him, and rubbed his head embarrassedly:
"You take care of my business, and the company has given me so many projects. I must thank you for this little thing today!"
"The company continues to cooperate because you work seriously and responsibly."
Wen Ming directly gave the other party star coins: "Thank you for your hard work."
...
After returning to the mermaid room, Mu Mu didn't know what he was mumbling, and hummed softly.
Wen Ming looked at it, counting its fingers one by one, like a child who was just learning arithmetic, and couldn't help but chuckled:
"What are you counting?"
"Oh." Counting the star coins to support me.
Mu Mu pulled a long face with a brainstorm: "Wow." The family that was not rich to begin with has exceeded a lot of expenses in order to support me.
Soon, it swam to the edge of the pool and adjusted its mentality optimistically:
"Aoao!" But I am still of some use, I paid this month's property fee!
After being with the little mermaid for a long time, even if you don't understand its language, you can infer some information from its movements, expressions, and tone.
For example, now, Mu Mu stopped at the position closest to Wen Ming, with his chin resting on the soft wall, his eyes flashing with expectation:
"Woo?" Am I great?
Please compliment me, and please touch me.gif
Wen Ming responded to its expectations and covered its wet little head with his palm.
'When it is acting coquettishly, it likes me to touch its hair... You have seen that look, a cute expression of enjoyment. '
When Mu Mu's eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, Wen Ming's hands froze.
"Ao?" Why don't you move?
Wen Ming's hand moved down from Mu Mu's head and began to stroke the tips of its ears.
Mu Mu felt a little lost.
It thought it had a tacit understanding with its master: it wanted to be touched on the head when it wanted to be praised, and wanted to be touched on the tips of its ears when it felt uneasy.
The master hasn't touched its head properly for several times!
Mu Mu grabbed Wen Ming's hand and wanted to put it on her head.
But she noticed the needle holes on the back of his hand.
Mu Mu was stunned for a moment, and carefully felt the surroundings. Sure enough, all the energy was controlled back by Wen Ming.
The soothing agent is indeed more effective than its drainage effect...
Mu Mu curled his lips and let go of Wen Ming's hand.
Wen Ming turned around, picked up the mermaid bowl, and went to prepare mermaid rice.
Staring at his back as he walked out of the mermaid room, Mu Mu picked up her hair and touched it.
Mermaids have special hair. They can stay in the water for a long time and can quickly drain out of the water.
Mu Mu's hair is naturally curly, so it doesn't dry as fast as other mermaids.
At this time, its hair is still wet, and it feels like water droplets on the palm of your hand.
"No?" Does the owner feel that touching hair is too bad?
A dark light flashed in Mu Mu's eyes...
"Ding ding!"
The housekeeper on standby in the mermaid room rang the alarm bell: "Alarm: A mermaid has been detected to be committing self-harm!"
"Dang!"
The mermaid bowl in Wen Ming's hand fell.
Before the bowl had finished bouncing on the ground, Wen Ming had already run into the mermaid room.
"Mu Mu!"
Mu Mu rarely heard Wen Ming's panicked voice, and looked up in surprise.
Its hair slid from the side of its face to the back, and the length just brushed its shoulders.
The lower half of the hair was held in its hand, hanging down sadly on the water surface...
The housekeeper squatted by the pool and repeatedly warned: "The mermaid has self-mutilation behavior, and her vital signs are stable now!"
Wen Ming stepped forward, held Mu Mu's hand holding the hair, and spoke with difficulty:
"Why did you cut your hair?"
Mu Mu said "ah" indifferently: Because the hair is in trouble.
In Mu Mu's memory, when he was a mermaid living in the sea when he was a child, the adult mermaids around him all had short hair.
Long hair may affect hunting and fighting, and they don't know how to take care of it, so they all cut it very short.
But the mermaids here have long hair.
"Ahhh." Don't listen to the little housekeeper's nonsense, what is "self-mutilation", the hair doesn't hurt!
Mu Mu said as he was about to demonstrate, and picked up another handful of hair.
Wen Ming held its wrist with a complicated expression: "Because you don't like your hair?"
Mu Mu blinked and shook his head.
"You thought I don't like it?" Wen Ming unconsciously increased the strength in his hand.
"Ah!" Mu Mu's wrist hurt and he screamed and struggled.
Wen Ming reduced the strength but did not let go: "I'm sorry."
"Nuuu." It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore.
Wen Ming sat on the soft wall and picked up Mu Mu.
Mu Mu fell on him unexpectedly, and seeing that his clothes were wet, he anxiously grabbed the blanket.
"It's okay."
Wen Ming took the blanket and wrapped Mu Mu's upper body to prevent it from catching a cold.
"Mumu, don't worry about getting me wet." Wen Ming stroked the mermaid's short hair, "and don't think too much because I don't touch your head."
Mumu felt the warmth of his palm on her head and looked at him with wide eyes.
"Such beautiful hair, how could I not like it?"
"Oh..." So you like it. I should have kept it if I had known.
Mu Mu exhaled with regret.
"I like your short hair now, too." Wen Ming coaxed in a low voice, "Mu Mu, just be the little mermaid you like."
Mu Mu made a comfortable "purr" sound in her throat, like a cat kneading milk.
"I don't know what your previous owner asked of you, but now you don't need to cater to anyone."
Mu Mu couldn't help but touch her ear, where there used to be a label "No. 55".
Wen Ming noticed its little movement, and also stroked its earlobe, whispering:
"I was wrong. I was worried that patting your head would bring back your memories of him."
Mu Mu:?
Wen Ming said gloomily: "Those memories should be completely covered up."