Distant waves echoed in his ears as the little wooden boat drifted across the boundless ocean, facing the gentle breeze.
In the blink of an eye, another half month had passed.
Passion and excitement were rare in life. Far more often, it was filled with trivial concerns and everyday necessities...
As the lofty ambitions he had held when setting sail gradually faded, what greeted him was one plain, tedious day after another.
Fortunately, Zhang Ming had plenty of knowledge to ponder at his leisure: Strange Object forging methods, ability cultivation, and physical training.
Or the never-ending Advanced Mathematics!
With two companions who might live for ages, until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, his current loneliness was bearable enough.
For instance, Zhang Ming stared at Stone Mama in utter disgust and shouted, "Why do you spend all day clinging to the mast? You look just like some creepy entity, you know that?"
This fellow had been clinging to the mast for half a month!
Without moving an inch!
Stone Mama really did look like a ghost. Whenever fish passed the sailboat, Stone Mama would let out an "Ah!", stunning them on the surface of the sea.
Stone Mama happily parroted, "Just like some creepy entity!"
To this day, Zhang Ming still couldn't understand this lunatic's way of thinking.
Or perhaps Stone Mama was a creepy entity to begin with.
For another example, he could play Chinese chess and Go with Little White.
Little White was quite skilled at board games and had a whole set of personal strategies.
Even after racking his brains, Zhang Ming could only manage an even match against Little White. Having a worthy opponent felt pretty good.
Or he could spend an entire day lazily fishing aboard the boat, basking in the sun and