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

Jiang Che forced a stiff smile, managing to squeeze out a friendly one.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand and gently waved it at the group of ocean predators.

"Hi……?"

His voice was hoarse and seemed insignificant in the vast ocean.

But this simple action was like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan.

boom--!!!

The entire pod of orcas instantly erupted in excitement!

"Holy crap!!! It moved! It moved!"

The mischievous child let out a sharp, popping sound, and jumped up on the spot in excitement. His huge body shot out of the water three meters high like a missile, and then completed an ungraceful turn in the air.

"He greeted me! I want to greet him too! Me too!"

"I saw it too!" Even the more reserved "wife" got excited, her tail slapping wildly on the water's surface. "My goodness, those little paws are so cute waving! It's like they're beckoning for good fortune!"

"I told you this thing was smart!" Big Fatty was incredibly proud, as if his own child had gotten first place in the class: "See? That's intelligence! He knows we're helping him! He's thanking us! How polite! I have to return the favor!"

Thus, a spectacular scene unfolded on this once calm sea.

Five killer whales began a collective celebration in response to the wave of a tiny human.

Some of them leaped out of the water and crashed down, some frantically slapped the seawater with their tail fins, and some even sprayed water columns several meters high from their blowholes, like setting off a salute.

"Hi! Hello, little monkey!"

"Look at me! Look at me! I'm your second aunt!"

"I'm your cousin!!"

Its enormous body churned up the seawater, turning the once calm surface into a turbulent washing machine.

Jiang Che, who was at the center of the storm, froze instantly with a smile.

"I don't... gulp... help!!"

A giant wave crashed over, and Jiang Che, along with the bucket, was almost swept off Da Pang's back. He clung tightly to Da Pang's smooth dorsal fin, like a tattered rag swaying in a hurricane.

This isn't interactive at all!

This is practically a tsunami scene!

"Stay calm! Stay calm!"

The large, fat man beneath him sensed the disheveled state of his "pet" on his back and quickly shouted in his mind to maintain order:

"Stop jumping, all of you! You'll shake the child to pieces! Can't you see the child's face is turning green?"

"And you! Third brother! Stop spraying water there! That's brine! What if the kids get too salty from it?"

Under the strong suppression of the eldest brother, the group of overly excited street thugs finally quieted down, but they still surrounded Jiang Che, their eyes shining brightly, full of lingering excitement.

Jiang Che wiped the seawater off his face, panting heavily. Looking at this group of overly enthusiastic guys, a feeling he had never experienced before, a feeling that was both absurd and warm, welled up inside him.

In this desperate struggle for survival on a deserted island, he seems to be...

We've really been harassed by a bunch of amazing guys.

"Alright, stop dawdling!"

Big Fatty shook his head, making sure the "fragile item" on his back was still intact, and then gave the order to set off:

"All personnel, listen up! Target: island ahead! Level One escort mode!"

"Get this two-legged beast home safely for me!"

……

Adrenaline is a magical yet cruel thing.

It can make you forget your fear when facing a deep-sea monster, and you can brandish a small knife and dare to challenge a giant weighing tens of tons. But after that initial burst of energy, the backlash on your body will be more intense than a tsunami.

After that lively interaction, the sea returned to calm.

Jiang Che's nerves, which had been taut with fear and excitement, instantly relaxed like a snapped rubber band. Then, the temporarily suppressed physiological limits—cold, hunger, dehydration, and severe muscle spasms—began to launch a frenzied counterattack.

"Well……"

Jiang Che groaned, his fingers, which had been gripping the edge of the lifebuoy tightly, suddenly stiffened into a claw-like shape.

it's too cold.

The Pacific Ocean never holds back when it comes to taking away body heat, no matter how many times you've just experienced a miracle.

His teeth began to chatter uncontrollably, and the "clucking" sound of his upper and lower jaws colliding was particularly clear on the silent sea.

His sense of balance, which he had been barely maintaining, was rapidly slipping away, and the scene before him began to blur—the five enormous black and white killer whales appeared to him as ten, then twenty, swaying back and forth.

"No... I can't catch it..."

Jiang Che's brain desperately issued the command to "hold on tight," but his hands felt like someone else's, numb and devoid of feeling.

The smooth, hard plastic material on the surface of the floats becomes extremely slippery after being soaked in seawater.

Finally, as a relatively small wave crashed in, Jiang Che's stiff fingers slipped.

babble-

Without any suspense, he slid off the pontoon like a barnacle that had lost its grip, plummeting straight into the unfathomable depths of blue.

The icy seawater instantly submerged my head.

The salty water poured into my mouth and nose, and that suffocating sense of despair returned.

Jiang Che tried to paddle, but his limbs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. He could only watch helplessly as the yellow lifebuoy floated further and further away on the water. Through the rippling surface, it was his only chance of survival.

"Is it... coming to an end?"

"Having just escaped being eaten, I'm still going to drown..."

His consciousness gradually faded, and darkness engulfed him like a tidal wave.

Just when Jiang Che thought he would become an unnamed floating corpse in this deep sea, the originally calm seawater suddenly surged violently.

A powerful shockwave of water came from below!

Jiang Che felt as if a mountain of flesh had suddenly risen beneath his buttocks.

The texture was very peculiar—neither the cold hardness of steel nor the softness of a sponge, but rather an extremely firm and resilient texture with a noticeable body temperature.

Crash—!

With a loud splash, Jiang Che felt himself being lifted into the air!

Fresh air rushed back into my lungs, and sunlight pierced my eyes once more.

He instinctively used his hands and feet to tightly hug the only protruding thing in front of him—a huge dorsal fin that was over a meter tall and looked like a black command flag.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough!"

Jiang Che lay on the back of this enormous creature, coughing violently and greedily inhaling the air.

It was only then that he realized what was beneath him.

The texture is smooth, like touching a freshly washed and oiled eggplant; or like some kind of high-end rubber wetsuit, with no scales or hair on the skin surface, not even barnacles.

Most importantly, the scalding heat of a mammal emanating from the enormous object beneath him was continuously penetrating through his soaked clothes and reaching Jiang Che's icy abdomen.

In my mind, that familiar, rough Northeastern accent exploded again, carrying a kind of anxious frustration:

"Oh my god! I told you this thing wouldn't work! It's only been a short while!"

"Thank goodness I reacted quickly! If it had sunk to the bottom, in that deep water, it would have been crushed to a pulp by the time we pulled it out!"