Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment before he realized that Wang Changji might be talking about qualifications.

After all, Zhang Linchuan planned hard to abandon this body and take the holy body of bones, which also shows the difference in qualifications between the two bodies.

"If I can help you, I'll be happy." Jiang Wang said.

Wang Changji said: "If the opportunity arises, I will contact you. If there is no good opportunity, then I wish you good luck."

"Okay." Jiang Wang nodded, watching his movements, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you fishing for?"

Wang Changji looked at the fishing line hanging into the deep sea, and his tone was still very calm: "I'm not fishing for anything, I'm fighting for the right to fish."

Jiang Wang became more and more confused: "Fight for the right to fish? With whom?"

"You will understand later." Wang Changji said, handing over the fishing rod in his hand: "I leave it to you."

Jiang Wang took the fishing rod in a daze, his hands smooth and warm.

Other than that, I felt nothing.

"It will be difficult for them to wake up if they continue to sleep... That's all for today." Wang Changji looked at him deeply and said, "I'm very happy to see you."

"With you walking with me, you will never be alone on a long journey." Jiang Wang said seriously.

Then right before his eyes, Wang Changji suddenly disappeared.

To say it was sudden is not accurate, because he disappeared not suddenly, but naturally and calmly.

Like a delicate landscape painting, a leaf or a piece of grass is missing silently, but there is no defect in the composition of the whole painting.

What's the difference if there's one more leaf and one less leaf?

The night was dark, and the machine, Mahaluka, stood in the darkness.

Jiang Wang sat alone on the water.

Everything I experienced just now and those conversations seemed to be just hallucinations.

How could it be an illusion?

Jiang Wang was holding the long fishing rod in his hand, and felt that nothing was caught in the fishing line. He gently lifted the rod upwards, and ripples appeared on the sea surface, as if something had been broken...

The fishing rod in his hand also disappeared.

The whole world seems to be calling for a wave.

The machine Mohuraka parked not far away had its snake eyes turning.

Click, click.
Chapter completed!