"Ah—ah—"
Shen Le instantly felt as though Five Thunders had struck him from above. He checked his phone again—it was already past midnight!
It was after twelve!
Whenever he went anywhere before, he teleported there instantly. Even counting the last mile of travel, it never took more than an hour. Yet today, he had dragged it out for a full six hours!
Would those people at the military harbor across from him still be working overtime, waiting for him?!
"Sorry, sorry!" He hurriedly apologized again and again. "I had Cloud Kun carry me here across the sea. Shipping really is slower than teleportation—I'll be there right away! I'll have it speed up!"
Before he even had time to hang up, he was already patting the side of the boat. Cloud Kun had clearly been listening with its ears perked up the entire time. Before his hand even landed, it swooshed downward—and the little ones immediately burst into loud complaints.
[My fish!]
[My fish!]
[I was just about to reel it in!]
[Ah! The line snapped!!!]
The overlapping complaints nearly burst through the water shield raised by Cloud Kun. In an instant, Cloud Kun swayed left and right, drawing a huge circle centered on where it had submerged.
The huge circle plunged downward. It was as though heaven and earth had flipped over, or as though Cloud Kun had sunk too quickly—the seawater within the entire cylindrical area poured down in a torrent, crashing straight toward the deck.
Amid the little ones' cries of alarm, fish and water separated automatically. The seawater formed a column that fell to either side.
Fish large and small slapped down directly onto the Shen Board!
[Stay away from me!]
The girl in the Confucian dress cried out and floated into the air, diving headfirst into