"Do you know what 'highest authority' means?"
Jeff looked at Mo Ling and asked seriously.
"Absolute control over the Fishman Race?" Mo Ling asked in return.
Jeff nodded, then shook his head. "More than that."
He held out his hand, and a fish scale-like segment silently crept onto his finger.
"I'll take you somewhere, and you'll understand."
His finger slowly extended, gently tapping on Mo Ling's armor.
The components on their bodies touched, making a crisp metallic sound.
DING~
Following Jeff's touch, a pop-up appeared before Mo Ling— "Accept screen share from Fish Swarm 01?"
After a moment's hesitation, Mo Ling chose to accept.
The moment he accepted, everything before him suddenly changed, and an incredibly realistic scene appeared.
But the perspective was very strange.
He seemed to have fallen into an ocean, and the view wasn't from a human perspective—it was strangely distorted.
"This is a fish's perspective. You just need to get used to it."
"A fish?"
