As soon as they heard they could have a "publicly-funded feast," the Leviathans, which had grown a bit larger since their last visit, immediately widened their eyes and made happy "ying ying" sounds.
Annoyed, Little Menglan shook her head, lifted her fin, and pointed at those who were slower learners:
"You guys! You must learn quickly!"
"Once you learn the common language and the Bay language, you can lead a team on your own!"
"By then, you'll have lots and lots of delicious food!"
Each greedy soul was very tempted.
But learning a new "foreign language" was truly a bit too challenging for them.
Let them fight; that was something they'd never hesitate with, as each one was full of energy.
Little Menglan's approach to their grumbled complaints was very straightforward:
"I don't care. Whoever learns the fastest will get the most."
Little Menglan wasn't interested in solving their problems!
If someone wants to eat meat, they have to work hard themselves!
