When he came closer, he saw two monkeys lying quietly in the dugout canoe, motionless. Occasionally, they opened their eyes, saw Zhang Ming still beside them, and hurriedly shut them again.
"What are they doing? Playing dead?"
Completely baffled, Zhang Ming planted his feet in the canoe and took a glass marble from inside his clothes... well, it was actually junk he had fiddled together while forging Strange Objects. It had a little mental power that induced greed, though only a tiny bit, and was not particularly useful.
(It's here! It's taken out a weapon!)
"Eek, eek!" (Don't talk. Even if it bites our toes, don't move.)
The monkeys lay face-to-face, secretly exchanging meaningful looks as they pretended to be dead.
Zhang Ming waved his hand.
Clatter! The glass marble fell to the floor and rolled in front of the little monkey, giving off a mysterious sheen.
Soon, the little monkey's attention was drawn to the glass marble. Its enticing power made the monkey's heart pound.
Its eyes could not help opening, and it stared at the glass marble despite itself.
"Ahem... are they afraid of me? Playing dead? Pretty clever." Unable to figure out what these two monkeys were doing, Zhang Ming pretended to walk a few steps away.
But he was actually quite excited. These were monkeys! He could swear that any traveler who had drifted at sea for ten years would be too excited to sleep after discovering monkeys paddling a boat out on the ocean!
Clearly, these monkeys seemed a little afraid of him.
Zhang Ming quickly understood. To intimidate the insects, he had not used Concealment of Self. Combined with his high-speed movement just now, like a missile, his presence really was rather terrifying...
He dove straight into the icy water.
The golden light