The Intertwining of Past and Present

The subtitles on the big screen immediately whetted the audience's appetite.

What did that mean?

Did it mean that after the USS Virginia used cruise missiles to break through the ice and save those animals, the story still wasn't over?

The intrigued audience members began jokingly complaining:

"Isn't this being a little too mysterious? What else could possibly happen afterward? Don't tell me the narwhal pod swam back to give them a certificate of commendation?"

"Hahaha, how could they give them a certificate? They couldn't repay the life-saving favor, so maybe they could offer themselves instead."

"Wow, your tastes are really heavy. You won't even spare narwhals? But those narwhals are all male. How are they supposed to offer themselves? Don't tell me they're going to fence? Then again, take a good look at that horn that's over a meter long before you say anything."

"Who said they couldn't offer themselves? I heard narwhal meat is delicious! No seasoning needed—just add a little oil and pan-fry both sides until they sizzle. Sprinkle on some coarse salt, take a bite, and your mouth fills with the fragrance of meat and fat. It's comparable to top-grade wagyu."

"Stop, stop! That's literal meat compensation. This is such a heartwarming story, don't take it in such a weird direction."

Amid the audience's cheerful banter, the image on the big screen suddenly began shaking violently.

Caught completely off guard, Depp rolled forward and slammed his back heavily into the dining cabinet with a loud crash.

"Bang!"

The sound made the audience suck in a breath. It sounded incredibly painful.

"F*CK! My back!" Depp lay on the floor, howling in pain.

Meng Tao and Director Cohen were in equally miserable states, but Meng Tao reacted quickly enough to grab hold of the dining table first.

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