The Pinnacle Of Life

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion. The dark, gloomy sky brightly lit up with a flash of lightning. The hundreds of boats crossing together on Willow Lake looked like a graceful picture. A few night owls were walking by the lake, and they were all dumbfounded when they caught a glimpse of the

scene on the lake.

George Curtis was an independent media publisher, and he had several popular verified online platforms. He

usually carried a camera to take various pictures, which would then be uploaded onto his platforms. Some

money could be made by attracting online traffic. Earlier tonight, he happened to be at a random karaoke joint beside Willow Lake with a friend.

It was

midnight when they were done. He had decided to take a walk by the lake, and when a bolt of lightning

he caught sight of movement in the lake. His sharp

would generate more traffic to his

boats dispatched, and at midnight at that. What in the world could be the reason for

be

I’m going for it!’

Simultaneously, the rain started falling. Nonetheless, he gritted his teeth and hopped into the boat, rowing it with great difficulty, trying

up to the

this time. There was actually a tall ship

single person standing on

domineering.

there some noble on the ship or something?’ George became delighted, his gut feeling telling him that this was going to be

pictures at a moment’s notice. At that

from the front. “Who goes

from California!” The voice came again from the tall ship, “If you don’t want to die, get lost!” George was stunned. As an independent media professional, how could he