"How did you manage to do that, can you teach me?"
"The way you just stood there, you looked like a meditating monk, so holy and untouchable."
The second mate looked on with reverence.
The rising sun shone on the bow, bathing the entire deck in pure white. Bi Fang stood at the prow, dazzlingly bathed in golden light, astonishingly steady—an actual miracle. It was a pity that at the time, he had been too engrossed to take out his phone and snap a picture.
With that kind of balance ability, one could certainly strike poses most people wouldn't even dare dream of.
The second mate asked earnestly, "Can you teach me?"
"It's a natural talent, you can't learn it."
"..."
It had to be said that after returning to the Thesus, Bi Fang's eyes were truly opened.
The once ordinary exploration ship seemed to have undergone a makeover and had become something else entirely.
