Above the azure ocean, peace seems to have been restored. On the main routes, sea transportation activities had begun to flourish again.
Ten-thousand liners rushed through the waves every night on the major routes, the sea monsters that commonly appeared in the past seems to have vanished.
Replaced instead, by a group of patrolling octopuses.
They were extremely intelligent, the leader of the group would often use morse code to communicate with the ship captains, informing them of the situation of the route ahead, if there were any appearances of sea monsters.
Whenever the liners passed by, there would be countless jars thrown into the ocean as a toll fee...
The act of worshipping octopuses had now become a common habit of the lower and middle-class sailors.