I Became the Sun God

Gululu…

With a burst of bubbles emerging, Qin Ran quickly adapted to the underwater environment.

As a divine creature, it cannot be said that he does not need to breathe at all, but it is not much different.

Even before the divine power is exhausted, the body's functions can be completely maintained by the divine power.

Breathing is just a human habit for Qin Ran.

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

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

For Qin Ran, breathing is just that.

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

Although these life breaths are far less vigorous than human beings, so many lives filling the ocean actually gave Qin Ran the illusion of being in a void universe.

"This is the Yatsushiro Sea."

"A place where there are rumors of the great demon Shiranui."

Qin Ran looked far into the distance. Even though he was blocked by the sea water, he could still see very far as he controlled the light.

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

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

"This is even better."

Qin Ran chuckled lightly.

What's the point of a place where birds don't poop?

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

“So where should I start?”

Qin Ran touched his chin and thought about the legend about Shiranui.

In the legend of Fuso, Shiranui is the lamp of the dragon god. On the days when Shiranui appears, fishing villages near the sea are prohibited from fishing.

"Then the problem arises."

"Can I create a dragon with my current abilities?"

Qin Ran shook his head.

There are still big differences between Eastern and Western dragons.

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

Not to mention gods, even monsters can't do it.

hold head high!

Just when Qin Ran shook his head regretfully, a long sound sounded in the sea.

The voice was filled with pain and sorrow, and each sound was like a cuckoo crying for blood.

As the God 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 whale's huge body was pierced by two huge harpoons, and thick ropes were connected to the hull.

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

Blood flows from the whale's body.

The breath of life that was originally as strong as the stars became weaker and weaker in this state of constant blood loss.

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

But even so, the huge whale kept shouting.

Its thick and thick fins will wave feebly after accumulating enough strength.

It could have been otherwise.

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

But it didn't, because there was its child beside it.

It was a baby whale that had not yet reached the weaning stage and could not leave its mother.

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

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

Even though the cold steel fishing boat frightened it, it still chose to follow its mother.

Even if her mother drives her away countless times, she still follows her in whining.

This is the mother whale's last love for her calf, but it is also the calf's eternal reluctance to part with her mother.

Looking at the whale swimming in the bloody water that refused to leave, and hearing the undisguised fear and sadness in the voice, Qin Ran's eyes flashed slightly.

He knew what he should do.

"Whaling..."

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

Qin Ran sighed inexplicably.

He is not an earth conservationist.

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

Even if it was just a whale, the scene before him was enough to move him.

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

Countless whales were hunted by Fuso's fleet in exchange for money.

Countless life, separation and death were born in the laughter of Fuso people.

"It's a pity that I am not the god of destiny."

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

Qin Ran whispered to himself, and the divine power began to spread.

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

Such power is enough to make any living being feel its own insignificance.

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

A child of three or four years old is old enough to understand many things.

But even this kind of life has to be hunted and eaten by human desires.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

But when the whale was dying, what he cared about most was his children.

It wants its children away.

Although the child will be in danger in the endless sea without his own shelter.

But it's better than following yourself to death.

This is an obsession stemming from maternal love.

With this obsession remaining, the whale is still hanging on to its last breath, but it can't hold on much longer.

The breath of life is passing away, and the soul carrying thoughts begins to separate from the body.

In this chaotic world of dark energy, the soul loses its physical body and will soon be wiped out. It is impossible to become a ghost.

"My child...my child...go quickly."

"Stop following me, they'll kill you just like they killed me."

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

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

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

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

Gradually, its consciousness becomes more and more blurred.

It saw its huge body getting further and further away, while its child was still following it stupidly.

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

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

"Am I going to die?"

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

Elephants will leave their own group, old cats will give up their poop shovelers, and old dogs will lick their owners for the last time...

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

But the whale doesn't want to die.

It can't bear to leave its own children.

But it can't do anything.

It could only listen to the laughter growing louder and louder in its ears.

It could only watch its child wailing further and further away.

Until...it saw the light.