"My reputation is linked to robbing a vault?"
Ansheng looked at the snail with a forehead full of question marks, somewhat disagreeing with their description.
"Yes, we've all heard about it. When the Spirit Beast Gang was first established, funds were tight. Master Fuli dared to rob even that big iron hunk so that the brothers wouldn't go hungry. There's nothing on land that you can't rob."
"Our brothers can be the pretty faces, while our hard shells can block cannonballs..."
The two snails nodded confidently. Although they lived deep in the ocean, the armored gastropods didn't live in isolation.
Like the lantern fish that surface daily, and other creatures often chat and share gossip.
Such as whose big iron hunk is stalled or whose warship's sewage system exploded, or who went out for food today.
Such gossip spreads surprisingly fast in the quiet environment of the seabed.
Just like when the orcas call for recruitment, the news spreads across all oceans and some regions.
