He once had the vastness of an entire sky and the freedom of an entire ocean.
He once followed his tribe to see majestic and spectacular "creatures" on the sea. The whale told him that they were the creations of humans on land. In their eyes, there are adult boats and kid boats.
His curious approach, the commotion on the deck, and the distant sound of the ship are the beginning of all good love.
At least, at that time, to the pre-adult killer whale, humans were magical and unique.
But it ended in a cold and fierce poaching.
The fishy, salty blue water was replaced by a turbid substance glowing with oily green. Hunting skills have become unnecessary, because there will only be buckets of dead fish in this small and pitiful tank, which is not on his diet. Many of their fellow sufferers starved to death. The only goods in front of me were tightly wrapped, expressionless humans.
Gradually, the budding friendship gave way to maddening hatred.
Whenever he got the chance, he hit the invisible barrier in front of him regardless of the pain, making a horrifying sound.
Until one day, the water tank was shaking violently, and humans were in chaos outside. He lost consciousness, but he seized the opportunity and swam like an inexplicable light, as if he could go home...
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Wang Zhao was in trouble recently. She had just returned to China to settle down, and found a job at a research institute. On her first day at work, she discovered the secret of the company's illegal crimes - genetic experiments on mammals, a reckless kind.
I don't know which one is more troublesome: finding a new home or a water tank with a leaky bottom in front of me.
When he found a naked humanoid creature that was unconscious but covered in a familiar light green liquid in the grass in front of his home, Wang Zhao thought the latter was better.
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"**It is expected to discharge nuclear sewage in **port on *month**year..."
Mr. Orca sat quietly on the sofa watching TV. Wang Zhao, who was sitting on one side, couldn't help but rub the glass he was holding. The steam from the boiling water in the glass blurred the unskilled voice of the person in front of him: "Nuclear, sewage, what, what, what..."
Oh, she frowned. It took a lot of effort to make Mr. Killer Whale face her so calmly now. She looked at the protesting crowd and the sitting legislators on TV. Have humans ever thought about it? The direct victims of the ocean are asking.
It's incredible, this world.
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A few years later, Wang Zhao had a fairly long vacation, and she returned to her hometown near the sea. Invited by an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time, she boarded a whale watching boat. And we were lucky enough to encounter the local resident whale group. People were so excited that most of them went to the fence to look at it and took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Suddenly a killer whale broke away from the group and approached, and sprayed water on Wang Zhao's face amidst people's surprised calls.
She was stunned for a moment, raised her hand to wipe away the water drops, and then laughed.
The story of an experimental killer whale that was harmed by humans and a highly intelligent and highly moral researcher.
Concept: Man and nature