As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 572 - 353: Hand-reeling a Giant White Seabream_2

Chapter 572: Chapter 353: Hand-reeling a Giant White Seabream_2

Everything had been simply rinsed, then dried and placed in a cool place to air out further.

Chu Mingcheng instructed Jiang Luoluo to store them in the secret warehouse after they had dried, a special compartment actually inside the live fish tank.

The door was inside the cold storage, usually obscured by other items.

As long as they didn’t travel to places like Japan, which have strict customs inspections, they needn’t worry about being searched elsewhere.

Meanwhile, Chu Mingcheng set sail toward Tanzania and took the opportunity to dive into a group of Golden Spearfish to feed the killer whales a grand feast.

Over the next week, they were fortunate as the journey was smooth sailing, and now only about half the distance to Tanzania remained.

Before they realized it, more than a month had passed since they began their journey.

They had set out in late June, and in another week, it would be August.

From a timing perspective, reaching Antarctica during the summer would pose no problem.

Therefore, Chu Mingcheng’s voyage during this period was relatively relaxed, mostly traveling by sail, which was quite interesting.

The need to constantly adjust the sails and speedily navigate according to the wind direction was just like playing a game—much more interesting than sitting bored in the cockpit and it saved fuel as well.

As the Hei Yao sped along, a tiny wooden boat appeared in the distance within his line of sight.

The next moment, a huge Indian Spearfish suddenly burst out of the water.

"Oh~"

Chu Mingcheng grew slightly interested and looked at the dark-skinned fisherman on the little boat.

With a length of only about five meters, the boat theoretically shouldn’t be in these waters.

But the conditions were calm today, with small waves, so it wasn’t much of an issue.

Mainly, he had never seen a scene like Old Man and the Sea before, so it was somewhat novel to him.

Thus, he slowly reeled in the sails, allowing the Hei Yao to gradually come to a stop.

As for the appearance of a fisherman here, he wasn’t surprised.

He was nearby a country called Seychelles.

Many people might not have heard of this country, but its capital, Victoria, is well-known.

Seychelles is very small, a tiny island nation that doesn’t even show its land area on a world map, only its name.

Chu Mingcheng hadn’t expected to encounter a Seychellese fisherman who had traveled so far on the Public Sea.

Actually, he was mistaken; the fisherman hadn’t intended to come to the Public Sea at all.

But he had accidentally caught a huge Indian Spearfish, which then dragged him all the way here.

It had been seven or eight hours, and the spearfish was still full of energy.

Seeing a luxurious sailboat nearby made him a bit uneasy and wary.

Luckily, the other party made no move, just watched simply, allowing him to gradually relax and continue focusing on dealing with the big fish.

The noise of the boat stopping caught Jiang Luoluo’s attention, and she appeared from inside the cabin. When she saw someone fishing not far away, she was momentarily stunned, then saw Chu Mingcheng thoroughly enjoying the sight and couldn’t help but shake her head, albeit without comment.

People who like fishing also enjoy watching others fish, especially when it’s a huge fish.

Those watching can get even more excited than the one fishing.

Then, she raised the sofa coffee table from the stern and went inside the cabin to fetch a tea set.

Seeing her prepare tea, Chu Mingcheng trotted over, enjoying his tea while continuing to watch the fishing.

"What’s the fun of watching others? Why don’t you try it yourself?" Jiang Luoluo prepared the tea and poured him a cup, "Our pets have eaten quite a bit recently, and we’ve used up a lot of their feed. Why don’t you catch a big one that we can eat for a long time?"

"I’m just afraid I’ll get tired of it!" Chu Mingcheng felt somewhat tempted, having hardly fished with bare hands before.

Having always engaged in hunting and fishing, the sight of someone else fishing was kindling his interest anew.

"How could you get tired of it? We could make dried fish and fish floss. If we really get tired of it, we could just feed it to the killer whales."

"Good idea!"

Finally persuaded, Chu Mingcheng stood up and went inside the cabin to prepare.

The hand-line fishing method was simple—a long, thick Dali Ma Line and a big fish hook were essential, ideally with a live fishing bait.

The live fish tank was always replenished with fresh live fish, so he wasn’t worried about running out of bait.

However, after checking the fish finder, he noticed that there were no other giant fish in the vicinity, only the behemoth caught by the Seychellese fisherman.

But the middle and lower water layers were quite populated with fish, as the fish finder indicated, and these fish were not small in size at all.

"What kind of fish did we encounter?"

Chu Mingcheng thought for a moment, then decided to try fishing for this type of fish on the seabed first. If it was a good catch, there would be no need to look elsewhere.

However, this size of fish wouldn’t require such thick fishing lines and hooks.

He changed his equipment, placed the fishing line into a plastic basket, and then moved to the front of the ship’s deck.

There were two doors here, which led to the live well and the refrigerated hold when opened.

"Isn’t this fishing line a bit too thin?" Jiang Luoluo followed him and frowned upon seeing the fishing line in the plastic basket.

"The fish finder detected a group of medium-sized fish at the bottom; I’m planning to try fishing for them." Compared to fishing for Indian Spearfish, Chu Mingcheng preferred catching unknown fish.

"Really? Then I’m joining too!" Hearing that the fish weren’t big, Jiang Luoluo got excited.

It was quite boring at sea; fishing was a good way to pass time and relax.

So, she also ran into the cabin to prepare her fishing gear.

As for the Seychelles fishermen they had been paying attention to, they had taken advantage of their distraction and relaxed their tug on the spearfish, now moving away from them.

It looked like they would soon disappear from their sight.

Chu Mingcheng tied the sinker and hook properly, then scooped up a small threadfin from the live well.

The Indian Ocean wasn’t lacking in anything but was particularly abundant in threadfin fish.

This kind of fish, similar to Changyu, was extremely delicious, and they all liked it.

He cast the bait into the water, then he leisurely put on gloves on his right hand.

Handline fishing gloves could be worn or not, like the fishermen earlier, who manually hauled Indian Spearfish weighing at least one thousand pounds.

But the explosive power of the fish in the water was intense, easily causing sore hands.

Wearing one could provide good protection, however, he couldn’t feel the exact condition of the fish; thereby, he didn’t wear one on his left hand.

Perhaps due to a lack of food at the bottom; the moment he dropped the bait, Jiang Luoluo hadn’t yet arrived, and the fishing line in his hand suddenly tightened.

Following that, the line swiftly freed itself from his grasp as the fish at the bottom yanked it away.

Chu Mingcheng reacted quickly. With a twist of his right wrist, he firmly checked the fish’s momentum.

But the pulling force of the fish surprised him due to its significant strength.

Because he rarely fished by handline, the strength of the fish directly impacted him without the buffer of a fishing rod.

For a moment, Chu Mingcheng couldn’t judge how big the fish was, but it definitely felt large.

But no matter how big the fish was, with a strength of one thousand five hundred kilograms, he could still handle it relatively easily.

He didn’t attempt to pull the fish back forcefully, instead, he slightly loosened his grip, allowing the fishing line to slowly extend outward.

This approach not only exhausted the fish’s energy but also prevented it from escaping too far.

When the fishing line swung back and forth, he would yank it back fiercely, disrupting the fish’s gill-flushing movement.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Luoluo also came holding a plastic box, apparently planning to handline as well.

Seeing this, Chu Mingcheng immediately advised, "Luoluo, use the handheld electric winch to fish. The fish below are somewhat large."

"Huh, didn’t you say they were medium or small?"

"I misjudged!"

Since the yacht didn’t have bulwarks, one careless move could result in being pulled into the water, so Jiang Luoluo didn’t dare to be rash.

But she didn’t leave to get a fishing rod; instead, she decided to first see the fish at the bottom before making plans.

Another ten or so minutes passed, and Chu Mingcheng finally felt the pulling force on his hand diminishing, indicating the fish was getting tired.

Then, he began reeling in, slowly pulling the fish closer.

A few minutes later, a silver-white large fish, roughly longer than one and a half meters, surfaced.

"My God, such a big yellow croaker?" Jiang Luoluo was immediately shocked upon seeing the fish.

"It’s probably not a yellow croaker, right?" Chu Mingcheng’s heart also skipped a beat, wondering if there were big yellow croakers in the Indian Ocean.

As the fish drew closer, the two finally noticed the differences.

Although yellow croakers appeared white during the day, this fish was even whiter.

Moreover, its tail and other parts didn’t have any yellow color; overall, it looked more like a White Ladyfish, but a super enlarged version.