Little Fish began its adventure.
This spherical space was its own world, a place of complete freedom.
Like an aquarium, Mo Ling floated in the sky, watching this fixed world as if observing the scenery within.
Wherever Little Fish swam, change would follow.
It was like a fingertip rolling across piano keys; every place it visited would stir up a pleasant note.
Little Fish also greatly enjoyed this process.
Slowly, it seemed to gain experience, learning how to avoid the dangerous words.
Little Fish memorized the locations of those words. Whenever it reached one, it would accelerate, leap over the word, and land on the other side.
Of course, it also remembered some very friendly words, and it would linger among them for a long time, sometimes even unwilling to leave.
In the blink of an eye, Little Fish had come to understand the "fish tank" crystal clear.
It knew which places were dangerous, which were safe, and which were good for playing...
