A few Fake Fishmen approached the bait box, summoned a current of water, and gave it a hard push from a distance. The bait box, which had been surrounded by the white eels, tipped over the edge.
The dense swarm of white eels followed the bait box, plummeting toward the sea's surface.
Soon, with everyone working together, the remaining white eels in the sky were dealt with.
Once the last white eel was trapped inside an Immortal Wood Ball, everyone present finally breathed a sigh of relief. Many of the Fake Fishmen leaned against the crates, collapsing from exhaustion.
They looked up at the Block and the thin veil in the sky, their faces filled with relief.
After calling Xiaozhi back, Li Luo walked to the edge of the platform, which was now covered in the small balls. She picked one up and observed it curiously.
But she couldn't seem to make sense of it.
"What is this, exactly?" she asked Jeff, who was beside her, his gills still flapping incessantly.
