The moonlight cascaded down, covering the giant crocodile's body in a layer of moonlight. From afar, it looked like the ship was alive and was absorbing the essence of the moon, as though it was breathing.
This caused the moonlight to be even more intense as it was absorbed. Amidst the flowing light, the cold light was revealed.
Xu Qing stared at it for a long time.
Whether it was his life in the slums or the scavenger campsite, other than the new house that Captain Lei had given him, the places he lived in were mostly crude.
As for this crocodile-like boat, it was clean and tidy under the moonlight. There was a sharpness to it and Xu Qing couldn't help but squat down and touch it.
It was cold and hard.
The most important thing was how it was his.
