The thing spat out by the big fish was pitch black, covered in slime, and looked like a package.
And the river was already calm. Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei looked closely, seeing the ripples no longer on the river surface, they confirmed in their hearts—
After the Fish Rider died, it seemed the fish really didn't intend to attack anymore. After spitting this thing onto the shore, it swam away underwater.
"So... was this thing meant to be spat out for us?"
Lu Xi'an asked with some hesitation.
Yao Wei nodded and said, "It should be."
Lu Xi'an asked again, "Then what do you think is inside?"
Yao Wei said, "I don't know."
What kind of package came from the big fish's mouth?
Could it be related to the Fish Rider?
Lu Xi'an had some thoughts in his mind, drove the car forward a bit, got closer to the "package," rolled down the car window, held Gou out of the window, and said, "Gou, take a look, is there any problem with this thing? Is it dangerous to us?"
