Ming climbed out of the sewer, and the harvest for today is still quite large.
He walked over to the grass and squatted down to wipe his hands with Mike's clothes when the other side's eyes opened.
"..."
"..."
Silence... four eyes locked on each other...
"I remember there is a water pond nearby..." said Ming, breaking the deadlock.
As Mike wiped a handful of stinky mud from his face, he sat up and exclaimed, "Today's fish must be half for me!".
"Well, okay."
" Let's go."
"..."
The two men stood up and proceeded to the water pond.
After a half-hour.
Ming grinned as he tossed fish from the pond to the shore.
"The big one is for me, and the small one is for you."
Ming on the shore to catch the fish in order to do a fair distribution. After all, these kinds of brain power-consuming things should be compensated a bit more.
