Chapter 136: Animals! They even stole this stuff!

Yu Xueqing, Mo Yiqing, and Qiu Lingling redesigned a new travel route.

Qingao Island lies east of Jiule City, very close to the East Sea, and is also known as "East Sea Island."

Qingao Island was once very famous, with complete infrastructure and docks, plus its secluded, high-quality geography and abundant marine resources, leading one company to directly invest in building a resort there.

They planned to create a resort island similar to the Maldives.

But after construction finished, few wealthy tourists came; instead, due to its location, coast guard vessels and speedboats were often seen.

Smugglers' speedboats fled ahead, while coast guard boats—painted in altered colors—chased behind.

Slowly, Qingao Island faded from public view; the investing company, unable to meet expected profit margins, fell into conflict and withdrew, leaving the project abandoned.

But the island's complete water and power facilities, along with its extremely low costs, benefited fishermen and some tourists who only wanted to see the fireworks show.

The costs weren't cheap, so fishermen didn't bother going—wherever you fish, can't you just fish? Why drive dozens of kilometers?

You make it sound like you can catch yellowlip fish here.

It's just yellowfin tuna, nothing special—other deep-sea areas have the same.

Qingao Island is divided into north and south sections; Qiu Lingling took everyone to North Qingao Island, the main gathering spot for fishermen heading out to sea.

South Island has a resort and zoo, the most lavish attraction on Qingao Island, but it has remained closed due to operational issues and ownership disputes.

However,

Qiu Lingling had no intention of going there and brushed over South Island in her introduction.

After taking the ferry to North Qingao Island, the first thing visible was numerous fish rafts floating on the sea.

The fishing village on North Qingao Island adopted Nordic coastal architecture: red-tiled, white-walled houses, each with identical shop signs hanging at the front, giving it a distinct foreign charm.

Yet, there weren't many tourists on North Qingao Island.

"Don't worry! Besides fishermen and fireworks tourists, there are several large aquaculture and farming operations nearby—restaurants won't be lacking," Qiu Lingling smiled, introducing the place to Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing for the first time.

"I see." Besides Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing, some fellow ferry passengers gathered around Qiu Lingling, listening to her describe Qingao Island.

Compared to silent tour guides, tourists naturally trusted locals more.

That tour guide only talked nonstop in jewelry shops; otherwise, he was a mute. If the law didn't forbid beating tour guides, they'd have shoved him into the sea to feed the fish.

Though tourists were stealing his clients, the guide said nothing, only smiled calmly.

Because he had seen with his own eyes: when Qiu Lingling and her group boarded, they didn't pay a cent—just waved to the ticket checker and sat right down.

And when passing the fish rafts, the girl would greet the raft owners.

He could punch tourists hard, but faced with well-connected locals, he could only bow and scrape.

Tourists wouldn't dare throw him into the sea, but if they angered local fishermen or farmers, they'd truly kite a person.

That meant taking someone out to sea, tying a rope to them, then flooring the speedboat's throttle to blast across the water, sending the person flying through the air while their soul chased behind.

Though this is a rule-of-law society, even rule of law can't stop certain people who enjoy global visa-free access.

He didn't want to be dragged out to international waters for a kite ride.

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【Hi-hai-hai—Whale Boss, hello! We swear on heaven, we never touched Little Whale Boss.】

【So good, so good! This is way more comfortable than fish—how can something this comfortable exist?】

【Found it in the river—super cute.】

Qiu Lingling led Yu Xueqing, Mo Yiqing, and some tourists to a restaurant on North Qingao Island to taste authentic Xia Dong fishermen's cuisine; the restaurant sat high, offering a clear view of the upcoming fireworks show.

Nearby shops also sold fireworks and firecrackers—everyone could take beautiful photos later.

But after arriving on Qingao Island, An Sheng's expression had been strangely odd—he even actively licked Yu Xueqing's cheek twice, as if trying to confirm whether she could hear certain things.

Voices of dolphins kept coming from the direction of South Qingao Island.

And there might even be a pod of orcas there?

Of course, An Sheng wasn't local, but in his past life he'd often lived here—he knew well that Xia Dong had no orca populations.

But occasionally, during typhoons, some juvenile orcas were forced to drift here.

"Regret. Deeply regret it. If I'd known the dolphins were here on Qingao Island, I should've called Lin Ying before leaving and asked her to bring my fish-stunner."

"Instead of just sitting here listening to those dolphins chatter endlessly about cup designs or which species of pufferfish toxin is purest."

"Plug in a new-energy fishing rod into the sea, and you'll instantly lose all desire."

An Sheng grumbled, feeling his ears were severely polluted.

Normally, receiving dolphin ultrasound would just tickle the fine hairs in his ears.

Now, while eating, he had to listen to those damn ocean hooligans discussing cups.

"Come back, you filthy fish! I promise I won't hit you." An Sheng glanced at Yu Xueqing, whimpered, then turned and sprinted toward the restroom.

"Again? You're going to poop again?" Yu Xueqing stared at the fox's back, muttering strangely.

At home, Xiao An only went to poop once in the morning and once at night.

Why does he suddenly need to poop every time they go out?

"Normal. Men are like this when they travel—refuse to go when at home, but once outside, they can't hold it." Mo Yiqing feigned experience and scoffed:

"I don't know what they save time for at home—just endlessly scrolling on their phones or squatting in front of computers."

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An Sheng, emerging from the fishing village, scratched his perpetually itchy ear, his fox face dark as coal.

"Tonight, if I don't shut all your mouths, my ears won't rest."

"Either you or my ears—someone's dying." An Sheng sprinted toward South Island at top speed.

As he neared South Island's shore, his exceptional night vision caught something—his pupils underwent an earthquake of magnitude eight.

Originally,

he assumed the dolphin voices he heard were all translated by his brain.

But seeing a group of dolphins surrounding a silicone doll, An Sheng suddenly understood.

The animal speech he heard wasn't translated like Ah Qing's.

He heard it raw.

Fuck, those bastards stole a Chunshuitang doll from somewhere and are torturing it!

They're seriously, physically discussing which human-made silicone products are better!

Besides the silicone doll, floating on the sea were several human-made waterproof cups.

These bastards stole people's wives!

The little fox stood stunned, mouth agape.

(End of Chapter)