At the beginning, I summoned Li Jing, who is very cold, and I will fight against Hawkeye!

A few days later, in the New World, the sun shone on the sparkling sea, like countless bright gems flashing.

The Black Pearl's ship moved slowly forward in the waves, its hull swaying gently with the waves, making a rhythmic creaking sound.

On the left side of the deck, Li Jing yawned, his face full of boredom and helplessness.

"I don't know what's so fun about fishing! Tea art is the real medical beauty for men!" He pulled the fishing rod in his hand and muttered to himself.

As one of the few fun things to do while sailing on the sea, recently guys like Po and Tom who like to play have almost all become addicted to this thrilling sea fishing.

Today, Abao was called to the second floor by Mr. Ping, so he asked Li Jing on the deck to help hold the fishing rod.

Li Jing leaned against the guardrail with one hand supporting his face out of boredom, while the other hand holding the fishing rod moved up and down consciously.

"In the ocean, there will be fish even if you move around randomly!" He looked at the calm sea, hoping for a big catch so that he could quickly finish this boring task.

The sea breeze gently blew on his face, bringing a hint of salty scent.

Li Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the unique smell of the sea.

Everything around was so quiet, with only the sound of waves hitting the boat and the occasional cry of seabirds flying by.

"Swish!" Just when Li Jing felt bored, the fishing rod suddenly sank.

Li Jing subconsciously grabbed it with both hands, and was shocked: "Hey! This is a big one!"

He quickly stood firm and pulled the fishing rod hard, trying to pull the fish up.

"Wow, this feels pretty good." Li Jing gritted his teeth, holding the fishing rod tightly with both hands, and the veins on his arms bulged.

Li Jing pulled the fishing rod hard while thinking in his mind: "What on earth is this thing? Such a great force..."

Just when Li Jing was about to pull it up in one breath, the force in the water suddenly loosened, making Li Jing feel like he was hitting cotton.

"This..." Just when Li Jing was puzzled, he sank again. Then, when Li Jing was about to exert force, he withdrew his force.

"Okay, okay, okay!" After a fierce tug of war, Li Jing took a deep breath, opened his bloodshot eyes, and drew out his sword.

"Shame on you, Li's network!!!"

With a slash of the sword, the originally calm sea surface suddenly surged into huge waves, and it split open like a deep canyon, revealing the rocky surface of the seabed.

And there, a pomfret fishman stood there blankly with his eyes wide open, still holding the severed fishing line in his hand, seemingly shocked by what had happened.

……

On the deck

Li Jing stared at the fishman in front of him with a puzzled look, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity: "No, why are you, a fishman, pulling my hook?"

The pomfret fishman was kneeling on the deck, exuding a faint smell of sea water, and his scales were sparkling blue in the sunlight.

It looked at Li Jing nervously, its eyes full of fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Please don't make me into sashimi!!!"

"Is this what I'm talking about?"

"Because..." Pomfret was obviously frightened by Li's net just now, so much so that he stuttered a little and it took him a long time to recover.

He took out a letter from his pocket, held it high and looked at Li Jing: "To Captain Teren!"

Li Jing looked at this scene, frowned, and muttered to himself: "Looking for the leader?"

Then, he took the Pomfret Fishman to the entertainment room on the third floor, where bursts of cheerful singing were coming from.

When Teren saw Li Jing bringing the fishman in, he showed a surprised expression on his face, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened slightly, "Even if you caught a fishman, you don't have to bring it here to show off, right? The kitchen is on the second floor."

Li Jing: "..."

After a while, Teren came back to his senses after hearing Li Jing's explanation.

The Pomfret fishman was so excited when he saw Teren that he even spoke without stuttering: “Captain Teren, I am the messenger sent by King Neptune. Here is a letter from the king for you. Please take a look.

He asked me to tell you that the World Government has sent an invitation to Fishman Island and hopes that we can attend the World Conference.

King Neptune decided to attend the meeting in person. After Teren took the letter and read it, he quickly understood King Neptune's intention.

This far-sighted king is worried about what the World Government might do, so he hopes to get the protection of the three admirals of Bikini Bottom to ensure the safety of him and Princess Shirahoshi.

Teren murmured in a low voice: "World Conference...Marijoa..."

While he was hesitating, Bonnie overheard their conversation.

Bonnie has been longing to find a chance to enter the holy land of Marijoa and rescue her imprisoned father.

Now it seems that this opportunity comes at the right time and I can take the opportunity to blend in.

Bonnie quietly walked in, looked at Teren and the Pomfret fishman and said, “I think this is a good opportunity.

Just like the plan I told you, we can take advantage of the opportunity of Fishman Island attending the World Conference to sneak into the Holy Land of Marijoa and rescue my father."

Teren looked at Bonnie with a smile and said calmly: "This is indeed a rare opportunity."

Bonnie's eyes sparkled, she clenched her fists tightly, and said firmly with determination and desire in her voice: "Captain Tren, I can't miss this opportunity!"

Tren was silent for a moment, as if thinking about what Bonnie had said.

He took a deep breath, then said slowly: "Okay, we can consider this plan, but we must be fully prepared to ensure that there are no mistakes."

When the Pomfret Merman heard Tren's decision, he showed a grateful expression, then jumped back into the sea and prepared to swim back to Merman Island.

Looking at the disappearing Pomfret, Tren looked at the letter in his hand again, puzzled, and muttered to himself: "Strange, why didn't Neptune tell the phone bug..."

As time went by, the Black Pearl was finally ready.

On a sunny morning, the Black Pearl set sail and headed towards Fishman Island.

On the sea, the breeze was blowing and the sun was warm. The Black Pearl was moving quickly through the waves, leaving a trail of white waves.

This time, on the trip to the holy land, only the three admirals of Bikini Bottom, himself, and Bonnie would go, while the others would stay with the ship on Fishman Island.

On the deck, Bonnie was feeling both nervous and excited.

"Not bringing Sister Thor, Captain Tren?" Bonnie asked, with a hint of doubt in her voice.

"Give Thor a break, haha!" Tren scratched the back of his head.