In the Azure Sea, there was no such thing as the passage of time.
The sky remained unchanged, and the sunlight was still cold and gloomy. The only thing that could be used to judge the passing of time was the clock provided on the yacht.
Mu Qiansè had originally been determined to lie flat, but she had not expected her cooking skills to actually prove useful in a place like this.
Preparing fish took a great deal of time, especially these bizarre-looking fish. Some people did not even know how to cook them at all. The Air Fish was a typical example—it was nothing but a mass of air, and without the proper preparation method, there was simply nothing one could do with it.
Most chefs followed logistics-oriented paths, and few decent chefs could reach this layer of the sea. With all these factors combined, Mu Qiansè's business unexpectedly flourished.
Thus, over the next half day, Mu Qiansè simply opened a small dining hall here, specializing in fish dishes. She ended up making a fortune.
Naturally, there were those who envied her, but under the pressure brought by at least two Mythical beings, no insignificant nobody dared to provoke her... Ink-Stained Crystal seemed rather disappointed by this.
And so, in this peaceful and tranquil atmosphere, time slowly passed.
The Bell Sound rang out aboard the yachts, and those who had gone out fishing returned one after another. Although high-star fish were difficult to catch, almost everyone had caught a huge pile of low-star fish.
At the right moment, the company set up a fish-buyback service.
One hundred one-star fish could be exchanged for one Epic Chip. One two-star fish was equivalent to one hundred one-star fish, and so on according to that pattern.
"Is there an upper limit on