After an unknown amount of time, the giant fish suddenly stopped spinning, and he was spat onto the shore by a strong thrust.
"Ugh!"
Liu Zheng knelt on the ground, dry heaving continuously at the Underwater River.
"Here."
The Fisherman handed him a black medicine pill.
Liu Zheng saw no reason to doubt, so he tilted his head back and swallowed it. The dizziness and nausea immediately subsided significantly.
"Did you prepare this just to make a fool out of me?"
He questioned suspiciously.
"You're not that important. This medicine was for myself. I get dizzy when riding this thing when I'm not feeling well."
The Fisherman replied.
"Then why did you make me sit on it?"
"Check your phone."
The Fisherman suggested.
Liu Zheng took out his phone to check; only three minutes had passed.
"Fast enough for you, right?"
The Fisherman said proudly.
"It is indeed fast."
He had to admit.
