Since there was nothing he could do to help, Silver came out of the stone cave.
Immediately, a merman went up to ask, "Leader, how are An'an and the child?"
"They're fine."
His words reassured the entire family. Everything about them was dependent on the female. If An'an and the child died, even the stupidest of the mermen knew that their tribe would perish.
An'an had solved the difficult problem that the entire tribe couldn't solve. This made them view An'an in a different light, and they couldn't help but feel respect. Towards her, there was a newfound admiration on top of adoration.
Silver didn't dare to anyhow feed the child again, so he could only feed An'an with more food. The child's main source of food was An'an's breastmilk, and for the time being, they couldn't find any replacements.
Just as the mermen started worrying about this problem, the baby started teething.