As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 567 - 351: Activating Night Vision

Chapter 567: Chapter 351: Activating Night Vision

With Chu Mingcheng around, Jiang Luoluo was full of confidence in the competition.

After all, the guests at the hotel were not world-class fishing experts.

After registering, they rested for an afternoon and had a hearty dinner at an underwater restaurant before heading to a large auditorium.

All the competitors who had registered today were to gather here, where the hotel staff would explain the competition rules and other details such as the timetable.

By eight in the evening, everyone had arrived.

The number of participants was somewhat beyond Chu Mingcheng’s expectation; at least forty to fifty tourists in the auditorium were there for the fishing competition, which was quite a crowd.

Clearly, for the wealthy, underwater fishing was a basic skill.

At that moment, the event host entered the hall, and waiters wheeled in carts serving coffee, tea, fresh juices, and water.

Soon after, Chu Mingcheng learned about the main rules of the fishing competition.

Actually, they were quite simple: the first place was determined based on the points for various types of fish.

For instance, Mackerel and jun cao fish were one point per pound, East Starfish was five points per pound.

There weren’t many types of fish involved; only fifteen in total.

Fish other than these fifteen species would not count towards the points.

Additionally, the hotel organizers mentioned that due to the large number of participants, the winner would also receive a mastercrafted wooden fish spear as an extra reward.

Furthermore, the competition was scheduled from nine in the morning till three in the afternoon the following day.

Since Jiang Luoluo was also participating in the fishing competition, Chu Mingcheng had a peaceful night after they returned to rest.

The next morning, they gathered at eight-thirty, then changed into their own diving gear and spearguns, which could be purchased from the hotel if not owned.

At nine o’clock, over fifty people boarded three fishing boats, followed by about a dozen small speedboats.

After traveling for about an hour, they arrived at a stunningly beautiful coral reef area.

Even from the boat, they could see various fish swimming around in the water.

The hotel had arranged for enough underwater photographers to track the shooting and ten recorders to help record the points.

Following the referee’s blaring whistle, all the competitors dove into the water and headed to their preferred fishing spots.

Using his superior stamina and swimming skills, Chu Mingcheng quickly pulled Jiang Luoluo away from the cluster of contestants.

The trailing photographer initially wanted to keep up, but in the blink of an eye, they were already more than a hundred meters away.

Annoyed, he immediately ordered a speedboat to follow them.

The two swam about one thousand meters before they stopped.

There was no need to go too far; the competitors mainly wouldn’t reach this area.

Suddenly, Chu Mingcheng and Jiang Luoluo split up to act individually.

This was a solo competition; they couldn’t stay together to avoid cheating.

With dedicated photographers and speedboat lifeguards nearby, Chu Mingcheng wasn’t worried about Jiang Luoluo’s safety, so he took a breath and dove underwater.

In the clear seabed, a top-notch seafood delicacy was dozing off.

The next second, a spear gun targeted it, and the spear whizzed straight and hit its mark.

The pained big fish could only struggle violently at the bottom of the sea. Soon, it lost the ability to resist.

Chu Mingcheng slowly pulled it towards him and grabbed the big fish in his hands.

This fish was very famous on the dining table, a favorite among many seafood lovers—it was none other than the renowned Emperor Starfish, the big brother of the East Starfish.

This type of fish was one of the highest scoring in the competition, worth twelve points per pound.

Just this one fish weighed at least ten pounds, securing at least one hundred and twenty points.

Then, Chu Mingcheng did not resurface to breathe but continued to dive deeper.

The surface-breathing photographer was puzzled, wondering why he did not come up for air.

Seeing him continue to dive, the photographer quickly followed to shoot.

In the footage, Chu Mingcheng slowly moved toward a crevice on the ocean floor.

Because right below, he had spotted another fish hiding there.

This large fish seemed unaware of the approaching danger, so the next second, what awaited it was a spear arrow.

This time, Chu Mingcheng did not stay in the water but slowly swam towards the surface while gradually pulling the fish up.

He could hold his breath for a long time, even up to about ten minutes at a stretch without any problem.

But it was unnecessary, as the photographer needed to film, but he couldn’t stay underwater that long; coordination was needed.

Hovering on the surface, the fish struggled, but it was getting closer to him.

The photographer focused on the large fish below, only to discover that this fish was extraordinary—it was a tiger spot that weighed at least twenty pounds.

The tiger spot scored seven points per pound, so the total points of this tiger spot were even higher than the Emperor Starfish earlier.

Seeing the effortlessly fishing Chu Mingcheng, the photographer suddenly realized that this competition’s champion was born.

This environment for fishing was far too easy for Chu Mingcheng.

He could even pick and choose, aiming specifically for high-scoring fish.

Going after lower-scoring fish would mean missing out on the champion’s reward—essentially losing out on money.

Hence, he completely ignored the twenty or thirty Mackerel that swam by just then.

These Mackerel weren’t very large, only about ten pounds each.

Each was worth just ten points, not worth wasting his time.

However, the next moment, several large flat Mackerel 70-80 centimeters long appeared to his left.

His eyes instantly lit up—it was a high-caliber fish native to the Indian Ocean and the Red Sea.