Oh no! I've been kept as a pet by a stray killer whale!

Chapter 28 Searching for the Traveler's Banana with the Gossip Seagull

Its CPU is running at high speed.

"Two-legged creatures—will they die from drinking this water?"

"Is he going in there to get a drink of water?"

Although the orca didn't understand why there was "undrinkable water" in the water, since they get their water from their food and don't need to drink it directly, it understood Jiang Che's "choking and rolling his eyes" gesture.

"oh----"

After a long while, Fatty finally exhaled with a sigh of relief: "So you're thirsty? You're going to find that—non-salty water—in there?"

Although Jiang Che couldn't hear its thought process, he saw that Da Pang's emotions had obviously calmed down, and it even slowly shrank its body into the water, so he knew that it probably understood.

"Yes! We're looking for water! We'll be right back!"

Jiang Che pointed to the woods, then to the beach beneath his feet, making a "walking back and forth" gesture. Finally, he stood with his feet together, indicating "I will go home."

Now, Big Fatty understood completely.

Understanding is one thing, but putting your mind at ease is another.

It glanced at the deep forest and still felt that countless monsters were hiding there, eager to devour its pet.

"Fine—since it's all about survival—"

Big Fatty grumbled reluctantly, his tail slapping the water in frustration: "But I don't trust you to go by yourself. You're so fragile, what if you get lost? What if you get captured by the tree spirit?"

It looked around, seemingly looking for a bodyguard to follow Jiang Che.

However, they are whales and cannot go ashore.

Just then, the fat man's gaze was fixed on the top of a coconut tree not far away.

There stood that gossipy seagull, always eager to watch the drama unfold and always chattering away. It had been squatting there since morning, tilting its head to watch the spectacle, and had even let out a few laughs when Jiang Che was performing his pantomime.

Big Fatty's eyes lit up.

"Got it!"

It took a deep breath, then aimed at the top of the tree and let out a piercing roar: "Hey!! You long-feathered bird!!"

"What are you looking at! I'm talking to you!"

The seagull was startled and almost fell off the tree.

It flapped its wings, staring blankly at the enormous creature in the sea.

The large, fat creature brandished its pectoral fins with an air of dominance. Though the seagulls couldn't understand its inner thoughts, the imposing aura of a apex predator was universal: "Here's a task for you!"

"Follow my pet! Fly over his head! Keep an eye on him!"

"If he's lost, or even a single hair on his head, you won't get to eat a single fish in this sea! I'll stab you every time I see you!"

Seemingly in coordination with the fat man's threat, the whining monster beside him perfectly spewed out a jet of water, which accurately hit the leaves next to the seagull and shattered them.

This is blatant intimidation.

Seagull: "Caw?!"

It glanced at the menacing pod of orcas, then at Jiang Che, who stood helplessly on the beach.

Despite the language barrier, it was a clever opportunist.

It understood the situation: if it didn't follow this human, these sea thugs would definitely cause it trouble in the future.

Moreover, it seems that by following this human, there are fish scraps to eat?

After weighing the pros and cons.

The seagull let out a helpless sigh: "Caw!"

It spread its wings, circled once, and finally landed three meters above Jiang Che's head, hovering steadily like a wingman.

Seeing this, Fatty was satisfied.

"Alright! The surveillance cameras are installed!"

The fat man snorted at Jiang Che, like a worried old woman: "Go on, go on! Come back soon!"

"Remember! If you encounter danger, shout loudly! If you get lost, look for that bird!"

"And another thing, if you dare to run—I'll break your legs!"

Jiang Che looked at the seagull above him with an expression that said, "I was forced to do this," and then at the patriarchs in the sea who had finally agreed to let him go.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Thanks, brother."

He waved goodbye one last time, then turned and walked back into the woods.

This time, his steps were much lighter.

Because he knew that no matter how far he went, there was always a group of big guys waiting for him to come home. Even in this dangerous jungle, there was a pair of eyes watching over him from above.

"Let's go, Brother Bird."

Jiang Che whistled at the seagulls overhead: "I'll take you to find something delicious."

The seagull rolled its eyes: "Caw!"

Crossing that beach that served as a dividing line, the world seemed to be instantly muted, only to be filled with another, even noisier sound.

The roar of the waves was filtered through the dense vegetation, becoming a distant background sound.

The buzzing of countless insects flapping their wings, the rustling of leaves rubbing against each other in the breeze, and the mournful cries of unknown birds in the distance create a new scene.

The air was humid and hot, like a sponge soaked with water, pressing heavily on the skin. After walking for less than ten minutes, Jiang Che's jacket felt like a sauna, with sweat streaming down his spine.

"Wow—this environment is just as good as the sea."

Jiang Che used a hardwood stick to push aside the ferns that were as tall as a person in front of him, while cautiously observing the humus under his feet, afraid of stepping on some resting venomous snake or centipede.

Above, the "gossip seagull," forced to work, was flying up and down. It clearly disliked this place with its tangled branches, constantly cawing and complaining, as if saying, "I can't fly! I'm going to crash into a tree!"

Jiang Che ignored the noisy wingman; his attention was entirely focused on finding plants.

"Brothers, when looking for water in the wild, in addition to listening to the sound of flowing water, observing plants is also crucial."

Jiang Che pointed to a huge fan-shaped plant to his left front, facing the drone camera that was closely following him.

The plant grew extremely tall, like a giant folding fan spread out, with thick, neatly arranged leaf stalks at the base.

"Look at that."

Jiang Che walked over and tapped the base of the thick leaf stalk with a stick, producing a dull "thump-thump" sound: "This is a traveler's palm, a life-saving tree in the rainforest. The base of its leaf stalk can store a lot of rainwater, and travelers in the desert used to rely on it to quench their thirst."

As he spoke, Jiang Che carefully drilled a small hole below the leaf stalk with his Swiss Army knife.

Instantly, a stream of clear liquid gushed out.

Jiang Che quickly used the empty plastic bottle he had brought to catch it.

The water was slightly yellow, but had no unusual odor.

"This water is drinkable, but it's only for emergencies."

Jiang Che filled the bottle halfway and then plugged the opening, not wanting to take more: "This stagnant water is prone to bacterial growth and doesn't last long. What I'm looking for is flowing water, the source."

He continued deeper into the area.

The further you go in, the dimmer the light becomes.

The enormous aerial roots of the banyan tree resembled giant pythons descending from the sky, strangling the surrounding trees. The ground was covered with thick moss and decaying leaves, and every step you took caused you to sink several centimeters.