I became the sun god.

Chapter 131 Whaling Ships and Whales

Gollum...

Accompanied by a burst of bubbles, Qin Ran quickly adapted to the underwater environment.

As a divine creature, he can't say that he doesn't need to breathe at all, but it's not much worse.

Even before the divine power is exhausted, bodily functions can be fully maintained by the divine power.

Breathing is just Qin Ran's habit as a human being.

Humans take oxygen into the body through breathing to maintain the operation of cells.

In the concept developed by Qin Ran, specific breathing can also absorb dark energy.

For Qin Ran, that's what breathing is all about.

Being in the vast sea, Qin Ran could feel the breath of thousands of lives.

Although the breath of life is far less vigorous than that of human beings, so many lives flood the ocean, giving Qin Ran the illusion of being in a void universe.

"This is Yatsushiro Kai."

"A place with rumors of the big demon Shiranui."

Qin Ran looked far away, even with the barrier of sea water, he could still see far away with the light in his hands.

He could see that the Yatsushiro Sea where he was located was actually surrounded by many sides, surrounded by islands and land.

In addition to the life in the ocean, there are also a large number of small cargo ships on the sea, transporting various materials back and forth.

"That's all the better."

Qin Ran chuckled lightly.

What's the point of a place where the birds don't shit.

The more people there are, the more exciting it is.

"So where do you start?"

Qin Ran stroked her chin, thinking about the legend about Shiranui.

According to the legend of Fusang, Shiranui is the lamp of the Dragon God. On the days when Shiranui appears, fishing villages near the sea area are prohibited from fishing.

"Then here comes the problem."

"Can I create dragons with my current abilities?"

Qin Ran shook his head.

There is still a big difference between eastern and western dragons.

Eastern dragons are more like gods, while western dragons are more like monsters.

Don't talk about gods, even monsters can't do it.

hold head high!
Just when Qin Ran shook his head regretfully, a long voice sounded in the sea.

The voice was full of pain and sorrow, as if the cuckoo was weeping blood.

God who is above all things and the spirit of all living beings.

When Qin Ran heard that voice, he immediately felt something.

Subconsciously looking into the distance, I saw a huge fishing boat on the sea, dragging a whale slowly forward.

The huge body of the whale was pierced by two huge harpoons, and thick ropes were connected to the hull of the ship.

The huge fishing boat just dragged the body of the whale and lost it towards the port of Fusang.

Blood flowed from the whale's body.

The breath of life, which was originally as strong as a star, became weaker and weaker in this state of continuous blood loss.

The whale, which can be called the overlord of the ocean, can only make a weak call at this moment.

But even so, the huge whale kept calling.

Its thick and heavy fins, after accumulating enough strength, will wave weakly.

It could have been otherwise.

At the end of life, you can give up completely and let the vitality slowly disappear.

But it didn't, because there were its children by its side.

It was a baby whale, which had not yet reached the weaning stage and could not leave its mother's baby whale.

The baby whale may not know what happened, let alone what humans did to the mother.

But it knows that its mother is going to die, and it doesn't want to lose its own mother.

Even though the cold steel fishing boat frightened him, he still chose to follow his mother steadfastly.

Even though mother drove him away countless times, it still followed it amidst howling.

This is the last love of the mother whale for the calf, but it is also the eternal reluctance of the calf to the mother.

Looking at the whale swimming in the bloody water, listening to the undisguised fear and sadness in the voice, Qin Ran's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew what he should do.

"Whaling..."

"Our country has banned whaling for more than 40 years, only you are still blatantly hunting whales."

Qin Ran sighed inexplicably.

He's not an earth protectionist.

But he...but he is his own mother's son and knows how painful this life and death is.

Even if it was just a whale, the scene in front of him was enough to move him.

More importantly, Qin Ran knew that this was only a small part of the whaling tragedy.

Countless whales were hunted and killed by Fusang's fleet in exchange for money.

Countless life and death were born in the laughter of Fusang people.

"Unfortunately, I am not the God of Destiny."

"Otherwise, I want to see if it is your fate that you meet me."

Qin Ran whispered to himself, and the power of divinity began to pervade.

It is a great force that transcends life and coexists with rules.

This kind of power is enough to make any life feel its own insignificance.

The wisdom of a whale is equivalent to that of a three or four-year-old human child.

A child of three or four years old is an age at which he can understand many things.

But it is such a life, but under the desire of human beings, it has to be hunted and eaten.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent and regard all things as cud dogs.

But when the whale was dying, what it cared about most in its heart was its own child.

It wants its own children to leave.

Although the child has no shelter of his own, it will be very dangerous in the endless sea.

But it's better than following yourself to death.

This is an obsession born of maternal love.

The only thing left in this obsession is that the whale is still hanging its last breath, but it can't hold on for long.

The breath of life is passing away, and the soul that carries the thought begins to separate from the body.

In this chaotic world of dark energy, the soul loses the carrying capacity of the body, and will soon be wiped out, and it is impossible to become a ghost at all.

"My child... my child... you go."

"Don't follow me anymore, they'll kill you like they killed me."

"Go...get out of here...and live."

"Mom can't take care of you anymore, you...you go away..."

The IQ of whales is not as high as that of humans, and they cannot express so many emotions.

But the pain of life and death, as well as the greatness derived from maternal love, make the whale keep shouting.

Gradually, its consciousness became more and more blurred.

It saw that its huge body was getting further and further away, while its own child was still following foolishly.

It wanted to stop it, but it couldn't make any sound.

It wanted to catch up and hug it again, but found that it couldn't move at all.

"Am I going to die?"

Before life comes to an end, any life will have a premonition.

Elephants will leave their group, old cats will give up their shit-shoveling officers, and old dogs will finally lick their masters...

This is the last choice life makes for itself before dying.

But the whale doesn't want to die.

It also hates its own children.

But it can't do anything.

It can only listen to the wild laughter that is getting louder and louder in its ears.

It can only watch its child getting farther and farther away amidst the screams.

Until... it saw the light.

(End of this chapter)