This Lord is Very Scientific-Chapter 714 - 646: The Naga Child in the Shell

Selas' black hair swayed with the flow of the water.

In front of him was a large organism resembling a shell.

The key point was, this shell had a misty color, and surprisingly, magic power fluctuations were emanating from it.

It has appeared!

A biological resource!

Soraka and Gabri exchanged glances, noticing excitement in each other's eyes.

Lacking intelligence, yet possessing a level and a special wave.

Perhaps it truly is some kind of special biological resource!

If it is a biological resource, then as the discoverers, they would likely be the first to take a piece of the pie.

The two of them quickly swam over to Selas.

The shell in front of them had the capability of a level one professional, gradually absorbing energy from its surroundings, but this was an unconscious reaction, similar to human breathing.

Rather than meditation, which is a deliberate act of absorption.

This shell is a magical beast!

Having a magical beast indicates that this place cannot be entirely an animal world.

Often, some powerful magical beasts possess wisdom not inferior to other intelligent beings.

If some magical beasts become gods or legends, and then gather their kind, forming a clan, popularizing language and cultural inheritance, they would eventually become a race of intelligent beings.

It's unknown whether this medium secondary plane has a long history, but given there are magical beasts, there's a strong probability of intelligent life being present.

"Is this a shell?" Soraka wondered, "A magical beast shell? Let's see if we can communicate."

Saying this, Soraka approached the shell.

Her level was the highest here, so she could also avoid danger if it arose.

Soraka held a piece of leaf given by Rica, slowly swimming forward.

The giant shell had its mouth tightly shut at this moment, seemingly sensing the unfriendliness of the group, nestling close to its opening, even appearing to want to flee.

Recalling her previous experience in the Lava Swamp, Soraka immediately softened her aura, approaching with goodwill.

In magical beast gatherings, it's not wise to always strive and fight; appropriate kindness can help one traverse farther in the jungle,

these were the things Rica had tried with Soraka in the forest during her childhood, so Soraka's gentle aura indeed made the shell less tense.

Soraka held the life-saving leaf from Rica in her left hand, and her right hand extended forward, lightly caressing the somewhat rough exterior of the shell.

Feeling this gentle touch, the shell finally relaxed completely.

Though the shell appeared rough, it contained many sensory elements, and being a magical beast, it could perceive even more.

Moreover, surprising Soraka, as she was about to retract her hand, an intention emerged from the shell:

"What are you?"

You... what are you?

This strange question made Soraka raise an eyebrow.

She turned and signaled to Selas and the others, then conveyed her thoughts in her mind:

"We are humans... What I want to say is, no matter what we are, perhaps, we could become friends?"

An aware existence, yet only a level one magical beast?

Soraka believed that perhaps this was not a magical beast, but rather intelligent life.

The intelligent life of this plane!

"Friends?" The weak, seemingly young voice of intelligent life inside the shell hesitated for a moment and then slowly opened the shell.

Inside this elongated, large mussel-like shell was not soft flesh like Naseng's shell, but a humanoid creature.

This humanoid creature had skin of milky white, with things resembling seaweed extending from its pores, reaching the inner wall of the shell, resembling flesh and blood vessels.

Though the appearance was peculiar, it did not possess any disgust or evil feeling, rather, it had a sense of cuteness.

If it were a human, entirely covered in seaweed, red fur, or something else, it would definitely be odd.

But just like humans don't look cute with dog fur, dogs do when they have it.

The intelligent being in front gave off a very natural feeling, if one must describe, it was akin to the former Goddess of Nature in Naseng, a combination of trees and people, only conveying a sense of natural adorableness.

"What... are you?" The shell seaweed person posed the same question again.

It seemed Soraka and her group appeared quite strange to it.

However, its voice sounded like gibberish to Soraka and her companions.

So Gabri quickly cast the Mastery of Magical Tongues, allowing them to understand roughly what was being said.

"We come from a distant place." Soraka smiled, "Are there none like us here?"

"No." The shell seaweed child slightly shook his head, "Everyone here is like us."

"Where are your parents?" Soraka curiously asked, "Why are there no adults around here? Also, if you all live in shells, what do you eat? There aren't many shells here, are there? Besides, do you have a country, or powers, or deities..."

Soraka, excited, pelted a barrage of questions, leaving the shell seaweed child stunned.

"Soraka! Let's go up and talk!" Selas, running low on oxygen, quickly shouted to Soraka.

Soraka immediately smiled at the shell seaweed child, "Shall we go up to talk? You should be able to touch air, right?"

"No... no," unexpectedly, the shell seaweed child refused and said, "We cannot go above the water before reaching adulthood."

Cannot go above the water before adulthood?

Soraka nodded slightly, then signaled to Selas and Gabri to go up for air first.

She then looked at the shell seaweed child, continuing to ask, "Are shell seaweed people all this independent? What about your parents?"

The shell seaweed child glanced at the ascending Selas and Gabri, then said to Soraka, "Our Naga parents leave after having us, we live under the protection of the Mother of Naga... I, I'm not a shell seaweed person, I'm a Naga, a Naga."

The Naga child raised his hand gently, and the seaweed-like blood vessels fell away, drifting through the water.

The Naga child naively shared all sorts of information with Soraka, "We need to find a dead thing for shelter, then survive."

"So you chose this shell?"

Soraka suddenly understood.

She didn't consider if she might be deceived, for the Naga juvenile in front was indeed young and the details shared weren't crucial information, and the level one energy rating didn't pose a deadly threat to them either.