A voice rang out.
"Who are you?"
The voice was soft and clear.
Like the voice of a four- or five-year-old child.
It carried a weariness and wariness that should not have belonged to someone that age.
Yang Yong and Cao Xianming exchanged a glance.
Was this the Whale Lord's voice?
It sounded like a little child's.
But, thinking about it carefully, that made sense.
Chen Gen had said that when he first met the Whale Lord, he had still been a little whale.
Only later, because of that Abyss-Swallowing Mystic Whale's Inner Core, had he grown to his current size.
The Whale Lord's actual age was only equivalent to that of a human child.
So this voice was right.
Tears instantly welled up in Chen Gen's eyes.
"It's me. Chen Gen."
The other end of the radio fell silent.
The silence lasted a long time.
So long that Yang Yong thought the signal had cut out.
Then that voice sounded again, with only a brief question.
"What is it?"
Chen Gen opened his mouth and stammered for ages, but could not get a single word out.
He had too much to say, too many questions to ask, but all his words clogged his throat, and he could not utter a single one.
Cao Xianming snatched the radio from him.
"Hello, Whale Lord. I'm Cao Xianming, Data Analyst Sequence."
He paused.
Then he said the words that made everyone's hearts stop.
"We have a way to help you resolve your current predicament."
Silence.
An even longer silence.
Yang Yong stared hard at Cao Xianming, his eyes all but screaming, "Are you insane?"
What did they have that could solve this?
What could they possibly use to help a great Eerie being simultaneously eroded by a hundred and six Sources of