Shihua didn't watch Korean dramas in vain and knew a little bit of Korean. Even if she didn't recognize this character, she at least understood that this character was Korean. After all, Korean is a very distinctive character, and it is as easy to recognize like Chinese characters and Japanese.

Zhang Zi'an once told her that in Northeast Asia, South Korea and Fusang are mainly fighting whales. The only difference is that South Korea hunts and kills them secretly, then claims to be a mistake, while Fusang hunts and kills them blatantly, and then claims to be for scientific research. Both countries have traditions of eating whale meat. Whale meat is expensive in its domestic market, and many people are willing to pay for the sake of taste.

After listening to it, Seh-hwa refused to believe it because she watched many Korean dramas, but the actors in each Korean drama are handsome and elegant. The streets of Seoul are prosperous and prosperous, and they have nothing to do with the image of pinching a piece of whale meat and chewing it in her mouth. She suspected that Zhang Zi'an was lying to her because from Fina, she knew that Zhang Zi'an always liked to fool her.

If she was eating fish, Shihua didn't feel anything, but the meaning of whales to her is not the same. Perhaps it is because she is a half-fish mammal. Compared to humans, she is actually closer to whales.

The mammals with the highest IQ in the ocean in whales and dolphins. Compared with fish, whales and dolphins have IQ, emotions, their own language, social cooperation, and are naturally friendly to humans. They are natural ally of humans in the ocean.

She couldn't understand no matter what. Humans obviously had so many things to eat, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the sea. Is it really a bit of whale meat?

The most important thing is that although humans cannot hear it, the singing and whispers of whales lingered in her ears day and night. These sounds are all whales thousands of miles away communicating with each other through low-frequency sound waves. She can hear them express their love to each other, hear the news that beasts and whaling ships in the sea are attacked to other similar species in order to protect their families and ethnic groups, hear the mother calling for children, hear the husband calling for his wife, hear the thick bass of the male, and hear the gentle murmur of the female... All of this makes her feel as if she is always among the thousands of whales, and sometimes even dreams that she is also a whale, who can travel thousands of miles in the sea without any fatigue.

For her, the meaning of whales is different.

Will the beluga whale that had been with her in the cold Baltic Sea for a long time use her body to warm her companions when she was the loneliest and helpless after she was born in this world. Will the beefy one day be placed on the dining table and eaten?

Seeing that her face became increasingly ugly, Zhang Zian seemed to vomit at any time, so he quickly took her a washbasin for spare.

"Hey, I said, are you okay?" he asked.

Her lips were closed, and she just shook her head, not daring to speak because she was afraid that she would spit out as soon as she opened her mouth.

Zhang Zi'an waited by the side. After waiting for more than ten minutes, her face slowly calmed down, but she still had not completely returned to the previous white and red color.

"So, is it really a Korean fisherman who stabbed the minky whale?" she asked with the last glimmer of hope.

He did not answer, just assumed it was the default.

The evidence is in front of you, and it is impossible to fake it. This harpoon is not made in new form. The handle, which has been rubbed for a long time and is rusty barbs, has been used for at least ten years. The unique smell of whale blood is emitted from the wooden handle and cannot be removed.

Who would carve their last name on the harpoon? It must be the fishing family that would do this with a show-off.

Zhang Zi'an picked up the harpoon and wrapped it back in plastic cloth because he felt that it would be very uncomfortable if Shihua stared at it again.

Shihua said with difficulty: "Is the giant whale you photographed also stabbed by a harpoon?"

"I don't know, I can't be sure. I have to see it closely and myself to determine whether it is injured or sick. This type of harpoon is not fatal to it, but if it is a larger harpoon, specially used to hunt giant whales... If it is dragged down, it may be in danger." Zhang Zian replied truthfully.

"Okay...I understand." Shihua swallowed his saliva, as if he wanted to suppress the nausea that surged into his chest, "Then let's start recording."

"I'm not so anxious. I can wait for you to rest before recording." Zhang Zian persuaded her to see that her face was really ugly, and even her crisp and graceful voice was a little hoarse.

"I want to record."

She raised her eyes and stared at him, her voice was not high, but she was extremely determined.

Not only that, her eyes were filled with fortitude that was extremely rare for her, like two balls of blue flames burning.

"This is the only thing I can do for it," she said again.

Zhang Zian seemed to be infected by her emotions, and an indescribable impulse surged in her heart.

"Okay, then record."

He picked up his phone, but before starting the recording function, he checked out the most expensive storm boat with electric motor in the shopping cart, and also paid for the payment of life jackets and lifebuoys, and then a little hurt.

However, he always felt that if he gave up at this time, he would be compared by this mermaid who always looked like an idiot. Even she could do this, so what could he hesitate?

"Is the content of the song that you were injured? This person can be trusted and will not hurt you. That's all right?" she confirmed.

"Well, that's all." He nodded.

Zhang Zian was afraid of disturbing her singing, and was about to turn around and walk out of the bathroom when he suddenly remembered a question, and stopped and asked, "By the way, all whales can understand your singing, right?"

"Why do you ask like this?" She was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

"Because I'm too far away, I can't see clearly what kind of whale it is." Zhang Zi'an explained, "so I want to confirm that your singing is... universal or targeted?"

Shihua was really stopped by questioning. She thought for a while before answering, "This... I can't say it well. As soon as I appeared in this world, my ears were filled with the sound of whales, so I naturally learned it... However, different types of whales should be different. Some have high voices, some have low voices, and some have accents, just like human dialects. But don't worry, I can basically sing all kinds of whales. At worst, I can repeat the same meaning a few times."

She was full of confidence. Zhang Zian couldn't find any reason to refute. After thinking about it, there was no other problem, she left the bathroom and closed the door for her.

After a while, there was a sound of non-existence from the bathroom, which sometimes disappeared and sometimes appeared, and the tone was lingering on the edge of the frequency that the human ear could hear. It was not until almost half an hour later that the sound completely disappeared.

Shihua completed her recording.
Chapter completed!