Rayford pointed at the Blue Whale. "The theme of our conservation event this time came from this."
Lu Ao thought again of their theme, "Search for the Lost Whale," and could not help asking, "Is there a story behind the theme?"
"There is," Fred said. "Actually, when this Blue Whale was washed ashore, we had already planned to deal with it. Here, handling large marine animals that wash ashore does not rely entirely on professionals. Before they rot, island residents can use knives or whatever else they have to cut off the parts they want."
Lu Ao knew about this method. In fact, most places followed this procedure.
The local residents first cut off the parts they wanted, then professionals came in to cut up and bury the rest for harmless disposal.
This greatly saved manpower and resources while avoiding waste.
He nodded, signaling Fred to continue.
A trace of heaviness appeared on Fred's face. "At the time, one of the nearby residents wanted its internal organs, so he cut open its belly and saw its stomach. That was when we discovered that the whale had actually starved to death."
"It's summer now. Shouldn't there be plenty of food?" Lu Ao frowned. "Did this whale eat something else that took up space in its stomach, leaving it unable to eat food and starving it to death?"
Lu Ao had hoped for a negative answer, but Fred nodded. "Yes."
"When we dissected it further, we found its stomach and esophagus packed with plastic products and nylon fishing nets. It could not eat anything else and could only starve to death."
Lu Ao did not know how to feel.
The ocean was so vast, and there was so much food, yet this Blue Whale had starved to death surrounded by a pile