In the ocean.
The leading Flower Nacre glanced at Fang Han and raised a small issue. "We have Mother Shell Individual Submersibles. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with us."
She immediately offered a solution. "We can only tow you along with ropes. Are you willing?"
The so-called "Mother Shell Individual Submersible" was specialized equipment Cheng Han had designed for the Flower Nacre. By now, it had become the favorite thing of every Flower Nacre.
Fang Han did not hesitate for long. "Then I'll trouble you all!"
The leading Flower Nacre was quite decisive. She immediately looked at two Flower Nacres and called out, "Yiya!"
Without a word, the two Flower Nacres swam a hundred meters away, found a floating clump of seaweed, and brought it back.
They gripped the seaweed stalk together, and a dim fluctuation surged from their bodies.
The next moment.
The seaweed began to grow rapidly.
Yet only the stalks grew; no leaves appeared.
A few breaths later.
The seaweed had actually turned into a woven safety suit, with two ropes extending from its chest.
Those were clearly where the Flower Nacres would tow him from.
This display.
Left Fang Han staring in astonishment.
He blinked and muttered inwardly, No wonder my old classmate ignored the opposition of so many people in the Central Court and accepted the Flower Nacre Clan by force of will.
To be fair.
They truly were a highly useful Sea Race. Not only could they protect the waters around Lotus Island, they could also assist the war zone in battle.
More importantly, the waters they inhabited lay beneath the sea surface, where the Myriad Heavens Race could not survive.
There was no fundamental conflict between the two races.
Of course.
By now.
With one Deputy General Commander having