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A twenty-meter-long iron ship quietly drifted on the pitch-black water. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Xia Hong sat alone at the bow, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat.
He was holding a pure silver fishing rod, connected to a silver-white transparent fishing line in front, with a diameter of almost two centimeters. It was more like a fishing rope than a line.
The thickness of the snow on his hat showed that he had maintained this posture for a long time.
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