There was no doubt that An'an was pregnant.
Silver was surprised. Counting the days, Bluepool had passed away for nearly three months. He remembered Bluepool mentioning that mermen's gestation period was only 50 days.
Regardless, the babies definitely had to be cared for. After covering An'an with a blanket, Silver told the entire tribe about this good news.
The mating matter was hence pushed back.
An'an gradually stopped leaning against the cave entrance, for her attention was now attracted by the new life in her large stomach. But she didn't try to scratch or dig into it as she did in the past, and instead, fondly caressed it from time to time with a gentle and peaceful expression.
Rumors started spreading in the tribe, and everyone was jittery.
"Have you heard? An'an is pregnant with a female. Is she about to die?"
"I heard from mermen in other tribes that females only breed a new female when their life is about to come to an end."
