Chapter 137: The Secret Trades of Nandao

"You guys are going too far!"

After a brief moment of shock, An Sheng couldn't hold back his expression.

Anyone seeing a group of male dolphins attacking a brand-new silicone doll outside a seaside villa would inevitably look stunned.

As for whether it made sense for these "sea teddies" to get a silicone doll, An Sheng thought it was perfectly reasonable.

Though the ocean is the home of marine life, it is also a human activity space, with fishermen, aquaculture operators, and others living on the sea.

But these dolphins were just too outrageous.

Not only were they attacking the doll, but An Sheng, through the clear water, also saw cups stuffed into the gaps of artificial coral reef structures on the seabed.

Besides cups, there were four or five pufferfish completely belly-up, and four or five fishing boxes.

The fishing boxes were filled with large amounts of ice cubes—the kind normally used in bubble tea.

After playing until exhausted, the dolphins would spontaneously swim to the fishing boxes, use their long snouts to reach inside and chew loudly on the ice, then nudge a pufferfish and come back to life, rushing back to the fray.

"These gray-skinned dolphins are definitely from America!"

The little fox spoke with absolute certainty: "Our Xia Nation's white dolphins would never be this wild. Admit you're American smugglers, or I'll call Chen Nian and have you deported."

As An Sheng was complaining, the once crystal-clear ocean suddenly rose with a line of dorsal fins.

A shadow thirteen to fourteen meters long glided from the deep sea to beside the villa on Nandao Resort.

A killer whale with skin blackened to purple and a creamy-white belly leapt from the ocean, opened its mouth wide, and let out a long howl:

"Ying ying ying—"

"Hua la la—"

After a series of yelping howls, the unusually massive killer whale crashed heavily onto the sea surface.

Under the lead of the purple-black killer whale, a large group of six- to nine-meter killer whales arrived before the villa district.

"Wu wu wu—"

After the yelping howls, monkey calls echoed from within Nandao Resort, as if responding to the killer whales' words.

Killer whales: 'Here we come.'

Monkey troop: 'We're stocking up!'

"Whale Boss!"

The dolphins, previously engrossed in their revelry, immediately hid the silicone doll and floating cups upon seeing the killer whale family arrive, their faces visibly twisting into sycophantic smiles as they greeted them.

"Ying"

The killer whale let out a soft yelp, its gaze coldly sweeping over the dolphins—no desire to converse.

Killer whales, commonly called orcas, belong to the same dolphin family as the dolphins and are relatives, but they are among the ocean's top apex predatory social hunters.

Facing the "Whale Boss," the dolphins were extremely sycophantic, even pressing themselves against the orcas' sides.

Of course.

The dolphins weren't sycophantic out of fear of an apex predator—they were afraid because the orcas were their relatives.

This boss was infamous for being a troublemaker.

Killer whales were sea overlords, but also notorious ocean hooligans, whose greatest pleasure was shoving fish upward with a single orca-ramming strike that could launch a fish into the sky.

They even dragged manta rays out to skip them like stones; even great white sharks, another apex predator, had to stand at attention when faced with this horde of 【Ocean Hooligans】.

The dolphins had all experienced the "Whale Boss Impact" and the thrill of flying through the air—and had no desire to relive it.

Under the leadership of the apex killer whale, thirteen orcas docked before the resort, ready to conduct their transaction.

The dolphins wore sycophantic expressions, yelping "ying ying ying."

………

"Sss… Real criminal syndicate!"

An Sheng, walking toward the resort from the cliffside, was startled upon seeing the killer whales and the monkey calls coming from the resort's zoo area.

He'd apparently stumbled upon something incredibly significant.

On this abandoned resort island, there existed a den of spiritual beasts operating as a criminal syndicate.

Given their intelligence, it wasn't hard to understand why spiritual beasts would form gangs.

But… what were they trading? An Sheng stared curiously, not rushing out.

He'd originally planned to go out, confiscate the stolen items from the dolphins, and slap each one on the cheek to remind them to keep their party noise down and not disturb his and Yu Xueqing's beach vacation.

But now the situation had changed—he decided to see what the killer whales and monkeys were up to.

"Come to think of it… I remember America dumps its military waste into the sea. These killer whales can't be selling U. . military gear here, can they?"

"I can't even imagine the expression on Jiule City's leaders' faces if they saw U. . military vehicles driving down the streets."

The little fox wore a strange expression, trying to picture the "surprise" on Jiule City's leaders' faces.

Especially when they discovered the drivers of that steel flood were monkeys—what a constipated look they'd have.

"Maybe… quietly go back, sneak Yu Xueqing's phone, and call Lin Ying to bring a movie camera and a fish-stunning device—record this historic moment."

"Better still, bring old Chen along—save him from suspecting I'm some criminal syndicate. These guys are the real spiritual beast criminal syndicate…"

The little fox muttered to himself when a powerful male lion stepped out of the resort.

The lion emerging from the resort had muscular build, its neck ringed with a mane like a brilliant sun, gleaming gold.

It let out a low roar, greeting the killer whales in the sea.

Behind the lion followed two Jin Qianbao and over thirty monkeys.

The monkeys dragged large sacks, chattering as they trailed after their leaders toward the seaside villa.

"Ying"

The killer whale surfaced, looked at the lion, and nodded slightly, opening its voracious mouth.

"Hou?"

The golden lion, arriving at a downwind position, paused, puzzled, lifting its head and flaring its nostrils as if detecting unfamiliar scents.

The golden lion turned its head, glancing toward the artificial scenic cliff.

A single glance revealed nothing to cause discomfort.

But upon closer inspection, it spotted an abnormal white object lying on the ground beside the viewing platform's stone chair—the object, resembling a tail, was still swaying in the wind, brazenly.

"Hou!"

"?"

The little fox, crouched behind the chair, having squeezed in its belly and chest, slowly raised a question mark above its head.

Wait a minute! Buddy! Lion! Felidae!

What kind of dog nose do you have?!

"Ying ying ying—"

An Sheng, face dark with exasperation, stepped out from behind the cover, crouched before the railing in human form, and let out a long sigh, letting his round belly settle back into place.

"What's the problem? Can't a fox pass by?"

"If you're Bufu, come fight me one-on-one!"

"Hou—"

The golden lion, seeing the fox, instantly shifted from confusion to seriousness; even the nearby killer whale turned toward the viewing platform.

"Ying?" The killer whale yelped.

(End of Chapter)