"Just lower me to the surface of the sea."
"Alright."
Mo Ling slowly descended, coming to a stop just above the surface of the sea.
"Thank you."
The little person took a leap and jumped into the seawater, his wooden body bobbing to the surface.
He happily swam a few strokes before looking back at Mo Ling. "Do you know how to build a boat?"
The sudden question caught Mo Ling off guard, and for a moment, he was at a loss for how to answer.
He thought for a moment and realized that he, in fact, did not know.
The little person seemed to notice Mo Ling's confusion and started to explain, "You just need a log that's thick enough to build a boat."
He tried to gesture with his hands, but his body was just too small. After a few tries, he gave up.
"Anyway, it just has to be thick enough, and the wood sturdy enough," the little person said slowly. "You hollow out the center of the log, leaving the outer layer to act as the hull. That's how you make the simplest kind of boat."
