At this moment.
In a certain maritime region of the Pacific Ocean.
Seventy warships are sailing at sea.
On the leading warship.
Lionel Yeager and his companions are barbecuing on the deck.
At this time, the Blue Whale swam from the distance, opened its mouth, and spat a large pile of sea fish onto the deck.
Prajna Bates couldn't help but say, "Blue Fatty, we have enough fish already. We don't need any more."
Blue Fatty nodded and didn't go for more fish. Instead, he stayed nearby.
"The fragrant grilled fish is ready! Come and get it!"
Lionel Yeager called out.
"Coming, coming!"
Prajna, Natalie Lester, and Phoebe Levin ran over.
"Brother Yeager, you come and eat too. Stop grilling!"
Earl Cobb shouted.
Bardon Bard also laughed, "That's right, we have enough barbecue already!"
"Alright, I'm coming."
Lionel Yeager nodded, and as he was about to go over, a call came in on his phone.
He pulled out his phone and saw that it was Joan Holman calling.
