The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

No abnormalities were found that night. On the second day, Steve walked around the edge of the deserted island. The island is not big, and he could complete the circle in half a day at Steve's pace.

In contrast, basic supplies are also scarce.

Holding the dead branches and some small shellfish that he picked up while walking, Steve went back to the beach where he stayed before.

Without him, the terrain here is the safest.

And Angus has already completed today's foraging operation. Maybe the food on the island is poor, but for Angus, there are rich meals everywhere in the sea.

When bringing a "bento", he had to change places after eating a fish, worried that the smell of blood would attract sharks and other carnivorous marine life.

But right now he is a fish, so he can eat whatever he wants.

Eating upside down, eating while lying down, feeding the tortoise with a mouthful, no fish without eyes would mess with him.

The siren is the little overlord in the deep sea, and the invincible overlord in the upper sea level, and Angus is the overlord in the siren.

Speaking of which, why did the Siren dive into the deep sea?

Oh, it's because of humans.

Angus flirted with the little green turtle who found it beneficial to follow him. After humans had ships, the life trajectories of sirens and humans intersected.

Then they made all kinds of things and began to occupy the territory of the sirens unreasonably.

The domineering siren will back away from humans again and again, just hide, endure, give in, and hide himself well.

Since humans began to be able to 'see' and 'prey' on the seabed, the sirens have moved to deeper waters.

In the original legend, it was because a siren was poisoned by humans, and then the poison was brought back to the siren group, and more and more sirens were poisoned.

In the end, the sirens died, weakened and dying in great numbers.

Only a few survived, so they didn't hesitate to face those big guys in the deep sea, and they didn't dare to face humans anymore.

Thousands of years have passed, with their super self-healing ability, the sirens have the ability to compete with the overlords in the deep sea through several generations of evolution.

But even so, force it like this.

The imprisonment engraved deep in the heart of every siren is still not to return to the upper sea, let alone approach humans.

There is no cure for their poison.

Playing with the upturned green fur turtle on the palm of his hand, Angus stared at the pattern on the shell of the little turtle.

Among the sirens, apart from the solitary fish like myself that will wander around, there are also clan witch candidates in the tour who will wander around.He happened to meet one once, it came from the East.

Remember what he said, there is something called divination?

He closed his eyes, turned his hands over, and the little green-haired tortoise spun like a spinning top in the seawater and released a small tornado.Angus finally opened his eyes, and took a closer look at the shell of the dizzy green turtle.

fierce?

Angus didn't see any results from the perfunctory divination, so he threw the tortoise away bored.He took advantage of the undercurrent in the ocean and lay down.

Until a school of fish from the south passed by and 'told' him that there was something catching food in its own territory.

Angus was not happy, flicked his tail, and rushed out to the south.

Seeing something harassing his territory, he slammed on the brakes. Since he was able to control his fish tail almost at will, it was the first time that Angus staggered and rolled in the current brought by him. A fish eats a turtle.

This man... how could this man swim so far! ?Aren't all human beings dry?Even if a person who can swim no longer enters the water, in the eyes of the siren, it is almost the same as a bird jumping into the water.

Angus hid in a large piece of coral in a hurry, covered himself with layers of fine sand, and remained motionless.

Steve swam for a while, deciding that getting here and back was his limit.He didn't stay any longer, but swam back with a cloth bag of fish by dragging the jacket he had taken off.

Angus's tail buried in the fine sand raised a small piece of sand.

Steve looked back keenly, but saw only a flash of a black fish's tail, a large one.

Just an afterimage, soon gone.

He paused, and a long stream of bubbles spewed from his nostrils.

There are such big fish in this sea? ?

Steve tugged at the stupid package that was soaked in water behind him, and if he had the chance, grab it.

It looks like it can eat for many days.

On the other hand, Angus completely curled up his tail, hugged him tightly with both arms, and hid himself in a piece of seaweed that grew wantonly. His black hair was not inside, so there was no sense of disobedience.

Hearing that the humans had left, Angus rolled out from his hiding place, slapped the fish's tail, and licked his lips.

The skinless human, the white chest and abdomen, the red peas, the tight stomach and waist really look delicious...

Touching his stomach, Angus once again felt a deep sense of hunger when he was full.

I really want to eat, I pouted, I was so hungry that I was dying.

Could it be that the reason why the ancestors died of a large number of illnesses was because they were hungry, and they ate other things and couldn't fill their stomachs?

Angus smacked his lips, could he have been poisoned?

Will it weaken?

With a flick of the tail, a large piece of coral reef shattered layer by layer, startling a small piece of fish hidden in each gap.

Not like... He tilted his head.

tsk—

Angus has been observing the human being placed on the island recently. He often comes out to catch fish, and then sets up a fire on the beach to grill the fish.

Angus smelled the fragrance, although it was very fragrant, he didn't dare to approach it.

He thought he would be angry because the fish in the territory were caught, but in fact, he was not angry.

That human can catch fish and feed himself well in his own territory, which makes him feel like it.

It's like... well, I can't tell.

It's like seeing the little turtle I raised learn to pick up my own finger meat?

No, something seems wrong.

Seeing the strange appearance of humans preparing to eat fish, Angus flicked his tail and chewed a piece of fish.

Humans were about to scale the fish, Angus wrinkled his nose, closed his eyes and turned his head.

Peeling the fish scales is very painful.

Even if I eat fish myself, I seldom touch the scales of the fish. Maybe there is some kind of emotion called empathy?

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I strengthened my scales.Last time... has it been three years?Angus scratched his fingers.

It seems that there is.

Angus stuffed the remaining fish tail into his mouth, chewed it, then raised his tail and touched his own with his hand.

The strength of the siren tail is very strong, but strong attack power does not mean strong defense power.Once the fish scales fell off, it hurt terribly.

All sirens instinctively find hard stones, shells and other materials to strengthen their tails from birth.

This "reinforcement" is not common. For the Sirens, it can be said to be a life-and-death ritual.

The author has something to say: Angus: - stare - stare hard - [drool

Steve: ...you come here if you have the ability, you come here first.

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