Lin Manzhang had already taken all the octopuses out of the glass bottles.
He stood at the stern and threw the first glass bottle into the water, then slowly started the boat.
Once the boat began moving, the glass bottles aboard were pulled along by the bottles in the water, sliding into the sea one by one.
The seawater's buoyancy was actually quite strong, and the emptied glass bottles had some buoyancy of their own. As they slowly slid down, they would not smash straight into the seafloor. Instead, they would first fall into the sea, then slowly sink toward the bottom.
Song Zhou immediately saw what was going on and said, "I'll do it."
Lu Ao quickly gave up his position. "Then I'll steer the boat. Should I go slower?"
"Mm. Be careful."
Song Zhou's movements were steady as he tossed the first glass bottle into the water.
Lu Ao slowly steered the boat onward. The glass bottles behind them dropped into the water one after another, making faint thumping sounds.
After their boat had traveled some distance, all the glass bottles had fallen into the sea. Song Zhou finally tossed in the buoy. With it in place, they would know where the bottles had been dropped when they came back to collect them tomorrow.
Lu Ao had not expected things to go so smoothly, and he quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Song Zhou smiled when he saw his expression.
Lin Manzhang took them elsewhere to retrieve more glass bottles.
Retrieving glass bottles was like hauling in fishing nets—both were very interesting, because before they were brought up, no one could guess what might be inside.
There was an element of luck to this sort of work. Nearly every time, they were testing their luck, and the