Tang Ming and the others lived on the island unaware of changes in the outside world. Although the two women were idle every day, they resigned themselves to their fate due to the inability to leave, while Tang Ming's condition was indeed improving.
"Wow, Brother Tang Ming is floating again."
A few days later, one morning, Li Xiaoli sat lazily on the beach, watching Tang Ming sitting cross-legged in the seawater.
At this moment, Tang Ming sat on the surface of the sea like an old monk in meditation, and it was in deep water, yet he didn't sink.
"Xiaoli, what do you think is the principle behind this? How is he achieving it?"
Mu Zixin, while stroking her body, stared at Tang Ming in bewilderment, "This is simply defying the laws of nature. What would Newton's law of universal gravitation say about this?"
"I don't know either."
Li Xiaoli shook her head.
"Ha, you were also like this before, even more exaggerated than him, directly floating in the air... hmm hmm hmm."
