Zhang Zian wasn't just casually brushing Xiao Zhi off. Under Xiao Zhi's supervision, he and Huang added each other on WeChat and repeatedly promised that once he saw the whale, he would definitely take a photo and send it to Huang.
Huang held Xiao Zhi's hand with one hand and picked up the whale kite with the other. He thanked Zhang Zian helplessly. "Sorry to trouble you. This kid is really stubborn. I don't know who he took after …"
Zhang Zian smiled. "It's nothing. I'm quite free anyway, and I'm also interested in seeing what kind of whale it is. You don't have to worry about it."
"Aiya! Don't talk! We'll miss the whale again! "Xiao Zhi shook his father's hand with all his might.
"Alright, then we'll go first." Huang smiled bitterly and said goodbye.
Zhang Zian waved at them and returned to his seat with his phone in hand.
The sound of a car engine came from behind him. It seemed that the father and son had also driven there.
After they left, Zhang Zian continued to wait patiently.
Another few minutes passed.
He was also a little impatient from waiting. He had doubts in his heart — not about Xiao Zhi, but about whether the whale that was spraying water had already swum away. Why hadn't it come up for a breath of air after so long?
If it hadn't swum away … then he was afraid that it was a big guy beyond imagination.
There seemed to be very few large whales in the waters around China. Of course, with Sihwa's appearance, the situation had changed, and past experience was no longer applicable.
Zhang Zian grabbed a handful of stones. In order to kill time and not get sleepy from waiting, he stood up and threw one stone after another into the sea out of boredom. He constantly adjusted the height and angle of his hand, trying to throw it further.
The stone plunged into the sea with a plop, creating a small splash.
Soon, there was only one stone left in his hand. The size and weight of the stone were very suitable. With the experience of the cannon fodder from before, he was confident that he could throw this stone further.
Standing on one foot, he half-turned and swung his arm. Like a professional baseball pitcher, he threw the stone with all his might.
The stone flew very far, drawing an almost standard parabola and smashing into the sea with a thud.
As the splash rose, a huge water column suddenly sprayed out of the sea from where the sky and the sea met!
The water column was too high. Although there was no reference nearby to determine how high it was, Zhang Zian estimated that it was definitely not lower than five meters. It was probably about ten meters, or even higher. The amount of water it brought up was huge, like a large fountain. It was definitely not comparable to the two-meter-high thin air column spat out by the minke whale.
The sea wind was strong and loud. If not, one would have heard the sharp whistling sound of the air rushing through the small hole.
Zhang Zian was so surprised that he almost forgot to take a picture of Xiao Zhi. After a while, he raised his phone and aimed at the target. The water column had reached its highest point and started to fall, but it was still very spectacular. It crashed into the sea like a waterfall.
Immediately afterward, a huge and wide black back parted the deep blue seawater and floated up to breathe like a submarine. However, because it was too far away, they could not see the specific details clearly. What they could be sure of was that this whale was huge and was an adult whale. Just by looking at its back, it looked like a moving floating island. It should be one of the largest species of whales.
Not only did he observe, but he also took photos one after another. The photos were blurry after they were enlarged, but he could tell that it was a whale.
In the end, he decided not to take photos at all. He just recorded the video.
The huge creature swam on the sea, cutting through the waves and swimming alone. It sometimes floated up, and then dived a few times. According to the habits of whales, shallow and frequent dives were to prepare for deep breaths. It was probably going to do a deep dive soon. After this deep dive, it was unknown how long it would take to float up, and where it would float up. It could be a few kilometers or even more than ten kilometers away.
Zhang Zian stared at its figure intently. This might be the first and last time he would see it. If he missed the opportunity, there would be no more.
Sure enough, it floated on the sea for a long time, then dived down at a high angle, almost at a 45-degree angle with the sea.
Its huge tail swung up and slapped on the sea, splashing high waves.
As it dived, a small whirlpool and white foam appeared on the surface of the sea. After a while, it disappeared.
The giant whale had also disappeared.
The sea was calm again, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for the phone video recording everything, he wouldn't have believed that such a huge whale would appear in the sea off Binhai City.
He waited for a while, but the giant whale didn't appear again.
But he didn't plan to wait any longer. God knew how long it would take for it to float up. He didn't have the time to spend the whole day here.
He kept his promise, picked a few good photos, and sent them to Huang along with the video to fulfill Xiao Zhi's wish.
Huang quickly replied with three thumbs up emojis in a row.
After doing that, Zhang Zian didn't forget his daily mission to the beach. He took out the underwater speaker from the car and lowered it into the sea, then looked for rare marine life on the nearby beach. From time to time, he looked up at the sea in the distance, hoping for the best.
As he walked, he stepped on something hard under his feet.
He bent down to dig the sand and found that it was a broken wooden handle. The wooden handle was dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood.
"… What a coincidence," he muttered to himself.
He pulled the wooden handle out of the sand. There was a sharp metal barb at the tip of the wooden handle. It was the harpoon he had taken from the injured minke whale.
It was an emergency, so he didn't have time to look at the harpoon carefully after taking it out, so he just threw it at his feet. Later, the tide rose and submerged the beach and the harpoon. He couldn't find it even if he wanted to.
It turned out that he had unknowingly walked to the place where the minke whale was stranded.
He used seawater to wash off the sand on the surface of the harpoon, revealing the harpoon's original appearance.
How should he put it? This was a relatively fake harpoon. It shouldn't have been fired by a harpoon gun from a large whaling ship. This meant that the minke whale had not encountered a regular whaling team from Japan. If it had really encountered such a team and been hit by a powerful harpoon gun, there was no way it could have survived.
The metal part of the harpoon was rusty. He didn't know if it was the original color of the rust or if it was dyed red by the whale's blood.
Zhang Zian held the harpoon and looked at it over and over again. His fingers seemed to feel an unusual bump at the tip.
He took out the Swiss Army knife from his key ring and used a nail file to rub off some of the rust.
Under the rust, an unfamiliar word gradually appeared. It was crooked, as if it had been carved on.
If he wasn't mistaken, the word should be Korean. The specific meaning was unclear, but if he had to guess, he would guess that it was a surname.
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