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Chapter 1646: Forming a Tribe
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The females in mermen tribes were shared by the entire tribe. Every merman had the right to mate with the female. Although the numbers of these mermen had been expanded by him and Anâan and they didnât receive any external disturbances and everything was within his control, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldnât have a change of heart.
Take now for example.
âDaddy, weâve already come of age. Where should we go to look for a mate?â Silver, the most outstanding amongst the little mermen, raised this question to Bluepool.
Silver was a merman whose body was completely snow-white. His facial features were exquisite and cold, looking like a mobile ice statue. Just looking at him would make one shiver from the cold.
The number of mermen was too high, and it was impossible for them to come up with so many names. Therefore, they were named after their colors. Like their surnames.
Most mermen would have to add another word after their colors. Only the strongest amongst those of the same color would have the right to get a one-word name.
Take Bluepoolâs previous tribe for example. The leader was gold-colored and his name was a single word: Gold. As for Bluepool, as other blue-colored mermen in the tribe were stronger than him, he was named Bluepool and not âBlueâ. However, no one whoâd call him by his name now.
Silver was the strongest amongst the little mermen. It wasnât just amongst his color, but also all colors. Therefore, he naturally assumed this single-word name that symbolized one with great strength.
Bluepool was braiding Anâanâs hair. During these 20 years, he had the time to temper himself and had finally become a four-striped beastman. He was a true blue king now.
Hearing this, Bluepoolâs actions didnât change, but a wariness grew in his heart.
âThere are too few females, and not all mermen will be able to have one,â Bluepool said the brutal truth. He tied a bowknot for the end of Anâanâs braid, then put on a little white flower on it.
Anâan didnât like flowers and didnât even dare to touch them. She lifted her braid and shook off the flower.
Bluepool looked at her helplessly. âWhy do you hate flowers so much? Iâll put two pieces of leaves on you, then.â
Anâan didnât detest leaves and let Bluepool do as he wished.
Silver looked at them. Bluepool didnât miss the hint of envy that flashed past in his eyes. His heart sank.
It seemed that they had really grown up.
Bluepoolâs expression sank, a hint of fury coming out from his voice. âIâll make arrangements for you with regards to your mates. If you have the time to think about such things, you might as well go on land to hunt prey to make a few thick pieces of clothing for your mommy.â
âYes, I was wrong. Iâll go make preparations right away.â Silver lowered his head and replied. His face didnât reveal his emotions as he turned to swim away.
After making a turn, Silver was immediately surrounded by a bunch of young mermen.
âHow is it? What did daddy say?â
âWhere should we go to find our mates? If we find one, do we bring them back to the tribe or leave to lead a life for ourselves? Do we give birth to a group of mermen as daddy did?â
The young malesâ words and expressions were filled with yearning.
Silverâs eyes swept past them coldly, immediately causing the mermen to hush.
âLetâs go to a further place to take a look,â Silver said coldly. Before his words ended, his silver tail moved and he disappeared.
The mermen immediately followed after him. The group moved further and further away until they disappeared into the sea.
They swam for half a month and encountered many creatures. They didnât come across any females, but they did come into contact with another mermen tribe.
Silver had his companions hide while he sneaked into a group of mermen who was about to go out to work.
âWho are you? Why do you look so unfamiliar?â A purple-colored merman suddenly asked with some wariness in his eyes.
Silver was already a two-striped beastman, the only one amongst their family. It seemed that two-striped mermen were considered strong to other mermen tribes as well. At the very least, this group of mermen was all one-striped beastmen.
Authorâs note: [Not sure how many people understand this, but Anâan had treated flowers as plantsâ reproductive organs. One can imagine how it feels when their boyfriend ties a pen*s onto your hair.. This was how Anâan was feeling.]