Wooden Fish
編輯: Henyee Translations
The wind was not strong at night on the ocean. Though the boat was slightly rocky, it was no different from the ground for those who were used to life on the ocean.
Han Fei was fishing with a pole by himself, and his partners were all sleeping. They were all scared by Han Fei's remark about his vision of ten meters.
After dinner, they studied the pictures they saw on the tablet eagerly.
Bored, Han Fei caught a Strip Fish and threw it back after absorbing its spiritual energy. Then he did the same to a squid. In the end, he couldn't remember how many fish he had caught and thrown away.
Hmm? Should I sail the boat to the Deep-Sea Jungle first?
Han Fei was tempted. Although his teammates were unwilling to go there, they would have no options except to explore it if he led them there.
Immediately, Han Fei controlled the boat to fly towards the ocean over the Deep-Sea Jungle.