My wife is the stand-in.

A crooked strip of red and white brain tissue was left behind.

The man called "Father" fell off the side of the boat, his face showing satisfaction at having successfully protected his wife and daughter as he fell into the water. Around him, a group of four-clawed fish were grinding their teeth, trying to tear him apart.

But when the man actually entered the water, the strange fish around him all jolted, circled him twice, and after confirming what the scent was, they let him go and rejoined the group rushing onto the deck to hunt.

The man opened the package in the water, quickly changed his clothes, and swam towards another boat using both hands and feet.

Inside the cabin, A-Ping wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, asking nervously between sobs, "Sister, how was my performance?"

The woman who carried her back gave her a thumbs up: "Good, excellent. Hey, do you have any onions? Give me one, I need to get to my next appointment after I take you away!"

The other people in the cabin also started shouting. Some were covered in red ink and half-congealed pig's blood, some had their bones twisted into horrifying shapes, snapping back into place, grabbing strong tea and gulping it down, and some had guns on their waists but didn't know how to use them at all, and were eating sunflower seeds with their friends.

These people, like the "father" that Ah Ping just called out, are all chivalrous heroes.

To be precise, from the start of the evacuation, apart from the necessary extras playing children displaced by the fish disaster, everyone who remained on the civilian ships was a knight-errant.

Even the soldiers were only positioned far behind the fleet, providing fire support.

This is both to ensure authenticity and to protect the lives of soldiers.

After all, it's unreasonable for a large number of warships to travel along the Yangtze River, a major waterway, all the time. And no government official with a sound mind would risk their life for filming a movie.

So these heroes are very busy. After they finish their own performance, they have to go to other ships in batches to change clothes. After the drone swarm takes off, they go to act out the people struggling to survive in the distance.

"You all go and act. I'll take this young lady with me." The woman changed into white clothes, revealing the insignia of the Wudang branch. Carrying a Wudang sword, her image instantly transformed from A-Ping's mother into a spirited swordswoman, making A-Ping's eyes sparkle.

"The knights of Wudang can cross the river on a single reed, which would make it easier to send someone away in this situation."

"Thank you, heroine!" The others bowed in gratitude and began to change their clothes.

In less than two minutes, everyone had changed into new clothes. The leader kicked open the cabin door, his fists sprouting metal-like bone spurs, his skin gleaming with a silvery sheen. He smashed the attacking fish monster with a few punches and kicks, clearing a small circle on the deck that was wide enough for two people. The second swordsman crawled out with a handsaw, followed by the third and the fourth.

The knights-errant had burning eyes, knowing they were being filmed and might be selected for a movie, so they worked extra hard, shouting "Slay the demons and eliminate evil!" before fearlessly jumping into the circle of strange fish and wreaking havoc.

"Nozaki, Kanna wants to go play. Ping went to act in a movie." Kanna sat in Amanozaki's lap, squirming like a fat maggot, her face full of displeasure.

Amanosaki looked at Kanna, whose eyes were glazed over as she aimed at the fish monster wreaking havoc on the deck in the distance, drool dripping from her mouth, and helplessly pinched her delicate little nose:

"No, Kanna, if we make a move now, the big fish will be scared away and we won't be able to play anymore."

"Oh~" Kanna's eyes visibly fell into disappointment.

She had been carried to the warship by Lin Shuyu, which had given her a full energy boost and boundless vitality, making her the perfect time to play!

Amanosaki had sensed from the little girl's emotions that Kanna was just pretending to be pitiful! Her little tail was wagging happily right now!

Chapter 163: The Birth of the White Dragon

After calming Kanna down a bit, Amanosaki continued to gaze into the distance.

The ship he was on, the Suobianyu, was designated as the main filming location. The reshoots of the daily life scenes tomorrow would all take place here. In addition, the ship was equipped with many mobile camera positions, as well as the director and the main crew. Therefore, the Suobianyu was located at the back of the entire fleet.

But this did not prevent Amanosaki from observing the actions of the knights.

Because the filming was handed over to Spielberg, Amanosaki no longer had to handle everything himself; all the filming processes were taken care of by an international professional team.

Therefore, he also had more opportunities to observe.

The heroes sent out by the Wudang branch were all talented young men, and they put in extra effort to look good on camera, so Amanosaki reaped a great reward.

For example, some swordsmen who were not qualified to use the special firearms made by the Wudang branch relied solely on their cold weapons, working together to swing on the river while stepping on bamboo poles. Their weapons were always used to cunningly target the joints and the junction of the head and abdomen of the four-clawed fish, and their actions were ruthless. It was clear that they had undergone special training.

Even more daring individuals, in an attempt to show off, would wear brass knuckles and confront the fish monsters that lunged at them head-on, tilting their heads to avoid the fish's mouth the moment it leaped up.

At the same time, while holding the bamboo pole in a horse stance, press down on the fish's head with both hands, and then flick and lift it.

Their fingers deftly burrowed into the fish's gills and eye sockets, gouging out An'an's dark red gills and eyeballs. As the fish monster fell into the water, its brains flowed out of the wounds, and the corpse thrashed about, waiting to die.

Such actions are exceptionally dangerous, showcasing the tension of a human wrestling with a wild beast, often prompting Spielberg to call in crew members to film them.

Besides them, the most eye-catching are naturally the masters who have mastered the art of infusing sword energy into firearms.

A man wearing a large overcoat stood on the river, and no one dared to approach him. When several parallel ripples appeared on the river, it indicated that a strange fish was attacking him from underwater.

These martial arts masters, striking poses, would pull open their trench coats, revealing a dense array of buttons and flying swords hanging from those buttons, each painted with a red or yellow circle, triggering a series of explosions.

Meanwhile, some of the swordsmen carrying torpedoes and rockets stood listlessly on the top of the fishing boat, chewing gum. Their junior brothers and sisters protected them, and they repeatedly wiped their weapons, waiting for the Queen Fish to appear so they could deliver a powerful blow.

The entire river basin rises and falls like a stew, chaotic yet orderly upon closer inspection. Everyone involved is a seasoned warrior who has received preparatory training. Even the trainees of the Shuttle Fishing Team are skilled fishmongers with years of experience, so their teamwork is naturally adept.

The sight of blood flowing like water and corpses strewn across the river turned Karenina pale; she could almost smell the blood even through the cabin.

But Spiegelberger trembled with excitement, “That’s it!”

He muttered to himself, repeatedly selecting his favorite channels and zooming in to watch them.

The real-life battles between superpowered beings had many aspects that defied common sense. These counterintuitive scenes excited Spielberg's aging brain, and inspiration came one after another.

He began to feel dissatisfied with his original script.

"The ensemble cast and individual duels in *Endgame* are too conventional; they're grand in scale but lack depth." He bit his lip forcefully, his eyes glued to the screen. "It's fantastic, absolutely fantastic. Every director aspiring to make a knight-themed film should go see this. What we make is utter garbage compared to the real thing!"

"No wonder those proper knights don't want to come. The stupid agency can only find a bunch of chickens who have never seen blood to be eagles."

These usual insults actually felt much more familiar to Karenina, who was chilled by the bloody reality.

The director often swore like this on set, and these swear words made her feel a sense of familiarity returning to the film set.

But then, all the cameras went dark.

"What's going on?!" Spielberg was furious. "Wasn't it supposed to be a sunny day today?"

Lin Shuyu glanced at the data, then, without looking up, pressed the communication button: "Attention all personnel, attention all personnel. The meteorological bureau has detected an abnormal air mass in our river area, suspected to be the [Clan] approaching."

"Where's the fill light?! Lighting technician!"

The director started yelling, and the lighting technician pushed open the door, bringing in a strong gust of cold air that swirled up the documents on the table. "The lights are on!"

The lighting technician's voice was distorted by the howling wind, "But it's getting dark too fast! The artificial light isn't enough!"

Spielberg then realized that in the few minutes he had been muttering to himself, the sunny weather had been shrouded in heavy, leaden clouds.

"Please don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon when queen fish appear. When queen fish and their clans, composed of their direct bloodlines, move close to shallow waters, this special weather can be created."

“But the camera…” Spielberg shivered in the cold wind, stammering.

The cold wind not only extinguished his passion but also brought him to his senses.

This is a battlefield; he is in the midst of a war between humans and monsters.

Death could come at any moment.

Lin Shuyu reassured the lighting technician, closed the cabin door again, and raised the temperature inside the cabin with the air conditioning. "The warship is equipped with missiles, which have all been replaced with rain-inducing rockets. The rainstorm scene will be produced as scheduled according to the storyboard."

After she finished speaking, all the ships turned on their searchlights. Spielberg looked up at the glass of the cabin, looking at the lead actor with some trepidation.

Amanosaki stood alone on the deck where the wind howled. The clouds had completely blocked out the sun, and it felt as if he had fallen into the dead of night.

He stood at the bow of the ship, the searchlights of the ships on either side casting long, distorted shadows on his back. He stood with his feet slightly apart, steady and unwavering, like an ancient, enduring rock, exuding a reassuring power.

"Kanna, there are quite a few of them on the other side. Can you handle it?" Amanosaki put Kanna down and asked, stroking her soft hair.

The white-haired loli patted her barren chest and said in a serious tone, "Kanna, you're amazing!"

She slowly climbed over the railing, which was taller than herself, gave Amanosaki a thumbs-up, and jumped off the boat after Amanosaki returned the thumbs-up.

Spielberg's heart skipped a beat.

A faint, muffled sound came from afar, and dozens of bright sparks flew into the clouds, creating several ripples.

Without warning, a torrential downpour began, blurring everything, so much so that even the searchlights couldn't illuminate Amanosaki's face.

The bow of the Suobianyu suddenly rose, and a huge white claw clung to the ship beside it. A long, powerful dragon with white feathers emerged from the water amidst the searchlights and torrential rain.

The blood of the dead fish flowed along the gaps in its feathers, leaving a red trail like a stream as the torrential rain washed over it.

With its curved neck, the white dragon raised its wings, creating huge waves, and dozens of strange fish were flung into the air along with the water they were moving through.

"Oh, God!"

Spielberg watched as the dragon emerged from the water, lightning roared in the clouds, and a man carrying a gun faced the dragon, seemingly standing on light, uttering a painful yet blissful groan.

Chapter 164: The Battle of the Giants

The dragon's figure suddenly appeared in the river. Not only Spiegelberg, but also the warship commanders who were monitoring the battle through drones and ready to intervene fully if the situation got out of control, couldn't sit still.

The captain, his face grim, watched the white dragon meandering through the river, watching it scramble past the hundreds-of-tons-weight ship like a baguette. He clenched his fist and put it to his lips, his voice hard:

"Do you think the fleet can stop a creature of that size?"

The other sailors looked at each other, seemingly realizing that their question was quite inaccurate. The captain added, "It's not about our ships, it's about the regular naval fleet."

Only after these words were spoken did the atmosphere in the command room ease slightly.

After all, the warships accompanying the convoy are hardly up to par; they are all coast guard vessels. The patrol boats from the Yangtze River Water Resources Bureau are either deployed to the tributaries of the Yangtze River to participate in the crackdown, or the remaining five are just filming a scene. The capabilities of these coast guard vessels are indeed limited.

Someone coughed and said, "If it's a naval fleet, with aircraft carriers and submarines, I think there's a 40% chance."

"According to the information provided by Qunxia Mountain, this white dragon named Kanna has the intelligence level of a ten-year-old child. She knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and can use tools. So far, she is more agile in the water than the King Fish. Although she is smaller in size, she can control lightning. The ship itself is a large iron shell, and it also has many sophisticated instruments..."

"understood."

The captain sighed.

That sigh was filled with utter helplessness.

This is why the Heroes Mountain is so powerful yet still exists, despite the many problems it has caused.

In this world, sovereign nations face not only enemies from other countries, but also from evil forces and heretics.

Calling upon a powerful individual is far less costly and more efficient than calling upon an army. When facing roaming monsters, using strong individual soldiers is the best option for maintaining national finances and overall stability.

Moreover, the ocean and remote uninhabited areas are home to dangerous behemoths unknown to ordinary people. There is even a foreign research organization called "Project Monarch" dedicated to studying and tracking these monsters and providing warnings to the world.

On the surface, a few missiles can penetrate the Queenfish's armor, and a saturation attack from a fleet can wipe out several Queenfish. But underwater, even submarines have difficulty catching these agile creatures.

"Move forward and transmit every single combat scene between Kanna and Wang Yu back to the General Staff!"

"Yes!"

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On the turbulent river, Amanosaki gently tapped Kanna's tail with the hilt of the Lance of Longchinus.