Cai Gen opened his eyes completely and looked along the direction of the rope.

I saw that the end of the rope was tied to a spear.

And the spear stuck in a whale.

Damn it, a whale pulling a boat?

Is it so environmentally friendly?

Cai Gen was completely dumbfounded. Is this kind of operation still possible?

Isn’t it a bit of a waste whale?

Besides, are whales so obedient?

Is it artificially raised?

As the whale swam up and down, Cai Gen finally saw Ezhenbeile.

Sitting steadily on the top of the whale's head, covered in oil paint and colorful, it looks like a huge abalone.

Because he was sitting down, Cai Gen couldn't see clearly what Zhen Baylor looked like.

But no matter what he looks like, wherever he sits, he can let the whale pull the boat. Cai Gen is convinced.

"Awesome, Uncle Guan, you are not a Shichibukai, are you?

It's really awesome. Is it hypnosis or racial suppression?

Is the whale raised by your family?"

Guan Shanle was amused by Cai Gen's inexperienced appearance.

"Haha, haha, that's awesome.

In our family, Zhenbeile is the god of fishing among our ancestors.

Whether it's a goldfish or a whale, isn't that a professional counterpart?

These are all small games and cannot be put on the table.

It's a pity that the dinosaurs are now extinct.

It is said that my ancestors were so majestic when they rode a blue dragon."

Cai Gen looked envious.
Chapter completed!