The bent Osmanthus in the palace (6)

The impact of the tsunami caused the incredibly thick laurel tree to shake violently, and its bark, leaves, and branches fell down. Zhang Zian hid under a horizontal branch, holding onto the trunk tightly to prevent himself from being shaken down.

The White foam of the waves splashed on his face and body. Looking down, there was a turbulent gray current. He could not hear anything except roars.

The tsunami came quickly and left quickly. It did not take long for the tide to flow back from the forest to the sea.

"Kaka! You idiot, your movements are quite Swift. Although your brain isn't developed, your cerebellum is very powerful!" Seeing that the danger had subsided, Richard flapped his wings and flew down.

Zhang Zian sat tiredly on the horizontal branch, his back against the trunk. He was so tired that he didn't want to move at all.

If he were to experience these things a few more times, he would definitely die.