Bi Fang speared a clump of floating Horsetail Kelp and flung it onto the boat.
This was the third clump of Horsetail Kelp Bi Fang had come across in the last two days, and it was their only source of vegetable intake; squinting, he looked up at the sky.
The sea surface was scattered with sunlight, and seagulls converged, swooping low. All they waited for was for the playful waves to leap forth with small fish, as the ocean, on a sunny morning, was a sumptuous feast for the gulls.
Their targets locked onto the small fish, in anticipation of a Hairfin Anchovy or a European Eel occasionally surfacing.
This time it wasn't just a single seagull, but flocks of them!
Bi Fang was emotionally stirred and couldn't help shouting through cupped hands. His shout startled a diving seagull, who, unable to capture its fish in time, hurriedly flew away, flapping its wings in panic.
Continuous calling of the birds was a gospel, signifying that land was no longer far away!
