Having figured out this crucial piece of information, Old Zhang was in quite a good mood.
He decided not to leave for the time being and to investigate these waters at his own pace.
As the saying went, refusing heaven's gifts only invited punishment. With such a fine inheritance right before his eyes, he might regret it for the rest of his life if he left now.
"Who knows how long it'll take to drift back anyway? I might as well get stronger."
Of course, after yesterday's brush with death, he still lost his grip from time to time over the next few days. Sometimes he went a little crazy, imagining himself as a trainee practicing basketball; sometimes he slipped into delusions, imagining that he and First-Love Girlfriend had walked down the aisle, before burying his head in that cream-colored sweater...
So, in his current condition, he did not dare summon the Black-Awning Boat and enter the High Tower again.
With nothing to do here, Zhang Ming started directing Pelican and Little White to search for underwater ruins in the surrounding waters.
Proud and convinced it was second to none, Pelican naturally refused to obey anyone. It would sooner die than do as it was told!
But it never expected Zhang the Great to shamelessly beg it, even wrapping his arms around its leg and pleading desperately.
"Bird Mama... oh, Pelican the Great, you're going to attain godhood someday anyway. Can't I cling to your coattails now? Please help me find some ruins. Underwater ruins. Look at how often I'm losing my mind. I need to rest and recover."
"Please!"
Pelican was utterly dumbfounded and let out a miserable squawk!
It wanted to kick this bastard away, but Zhang the Great held on so tightly that it could not shake