In the time that followed, because Lin Yu had shown that he wanted to rest, April did not disturb him.
Although April did not sleep for another two hours as Lin Yu had suggested, she lay back down in the little boat, listening to the sound of the waves and gazing at the moon as she rested quietly.
Soon, two hours passed.
The moon sank beneath the distant sea, replaced by the rising pale sun.
The Pure Ruins were rather strange in this regard—the night was pitch-black, while the day was often pure white.
The boundless clear sky was blindingly white and cloudless, reflecting the azure, translucent sea, whose visibility was exceptionally high.
April and Lin Yu climbed to their feet. They could see the black tentacles tied to the stern drifting with the current. Shoals of spindle-shaped fish with white heads and transparent bodies followed from a distance. They seemed drawn by the smell of blood and wanted to rush forward to tear into the delicious tentacles, yet they were intimidated by the tentacles' terrifying nature and did not dare approach.
Hannah's explanation came at just the right time, ringing in Lin Yu's ear.
"Croak, Director, these things are juvenile Silver-Head Fish. Once they grow up and their heads turn silver, they'll taste especially delicious. But if you eat them now, they'll taste bitter—anyway, they're not dangerous."
Lin Yu replied to Hannah, "Got it."
He turned and saw April eyeing the fish with some curiosity, so he casually explained Hannah's warning to her as well, reinforcing his persona as someone familiar with the Pure Ruins.
April was surprised. "You even recognize these little fish? And why do you always know them from the perspective of eating them?"
"Because food and fresh water are essential resources for survival. If you're