Shi Ming shook his head.
'I don't get it, but I respect it.'
One bubble burst, but countless more remained. The Eye of Destiny had said that the ancestral land of the Star Spirit Race was their graveyard. Every bubble here was a tomb, containing the memories of a Star Spirit's life.
To find more clues, Shi Ming casually popped another bubble.
...
A fisherman was fishing by the sea and caught a beautiful, fantastical Colorful-tailed Fish in his net.
"Let me go, and I can grant you three wishes." (Note: 1)
The fish pleaded with him.
The simple fisherman was astonished. A fish that could talk was a true rarity. Besides, it was so beautiful that it would be a shame to eat it, so he let it go. As for its talk of three wishes, the fisherman naturally didn't take it seriously. A fish that could speak was novel enough.
'Making wishes?'
'Getting something for nothing... isn't that the kind of temptation only a devil would promise?'
