The giant dolphin sculpture pointed towards the sea from afar, and at this time, the sea was calm, with only the foghorns of the fishing boats preparing to set out.
At sea, a bird takes a long time to completely disappear from your view, and you can watch it unobstructed for quite a while.
The sun had just risen, and it wasn't even half past five in the morning. Bi Fang stood on the mountain peak, gazing into the distance. There were still nearly three hours left until the live broadcast would start, providing him with ample time for observation and recording.
Dozens of fishing boats, big and small, were lined up in a row within Dolphin Bay, with banners and flags hanging from their gunwales and masts, and decks piled with chickens, ducks, fish, and meat for the sacrifice.
It was an offering to the ocean, but also an unconventional kind of bait.