She dashed over, her slender fingers pointing as she muttered and counted, "3, 6, 9, 12... 37?"
The Flying Fish varied in size. The largest was even longer than the Lobster, while the smallest was about the length of a phone.
"Did you catch their entire family?"
"Not quite. I got lucky last night. Not long after I went out to sea, I ran into a school of Flying Fish being chased by Blackfin Tuna, so I just grabbed a few and came back."
'You call *this* just grabbing a few?'
Erica rolled her eyes hard, momentarily at a loss for words.
She had thought she could beat Lin when it came to gathering seafood, but it turned out he was only unlucky by the shore. Once he was out in the ocean, his luck was through the roof.
Those two huge catches alone were enough to make her envious, not to mention all these Flying Fish.
"I was planning to call you over anyway. This was just an accident. I just wanted you to help me translate something, by the way."
