After a night of driving, the food truck finally began slowly climbing into waters where there was light, and the underwater scenery improved considerably. Back in the deepest waters, despite the terrifying depth, there had not been much scenery to see. Everything around them had been pitch-black, with no particular source of light apart from the headlights on Heath's Food Truck. But keeping the lights on could easily attract the attention of some big creatures, so Heath had had no choice but to turn them off and drive in the dark. That had left them barely able to see anything outside. Now that they had reached the shallows, however, the scenery was much better.
Schools of fish swam past from time to time, and they could also make out some Pokémon. Heath rubbed his chin. There was nothing strange about finding Pokémon in the Pokémon world; that was perfectly normal. What he had not expected was so many schools of ordinary fish. These were not Pokémon, just normal animals without any special abilities, but their meat was quite good. Heath had bought some himself before.
"Mr. Heath, may I ask if the communications equipment is working now?" Old Man Ai had not spent much time looking at the scenery outside. He was more concerned about other matters, so he could not help asking. Hearing him, Heath glanced at the food truck's control panel. The light on it was green, which meant the food truck could now communicate normally with the outside world.
"It is. Captain Ai, are you planning to contact the Maritime Safety Administration?" Heath asked with a smile. Looking at him, Old Man Ai did not know whether to laugh or cry. Normally, his boat could reach that place in a day. If it had not capsized, he