As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up-Chapter 146 - 137: Encounter with a Shark, Where is My Rolling Pin, Zhang Wei?

Chapter 146: Chapter 137: Encounter with a Shark, Where is My Rolling Pin, Zhang Wei?

Chu Mingcheng armed his speargun, pulling back the rubber band to load it.

Zhang Wei said the fish finder detected fish, which meant he had been too preoccupied thinking about catching prawns earlier to notice.

The fish finder works by reflecting electromagnetic waves; the closer the fishing line to shallow water, the stronger the reflection.

The larger the fish, the clearer its display on the screen.

Larger targets appear darker and thicker in color, while smaller ones naturally appear lighter.

However, the length displayed on the screen doesn’t directly correlate to the size of the fish; it merely indicates the duration of the fish’s presence within the detection range.

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Upon diving into the water, Chu Mingcheng found himself inclined at a 45-degree angle due to the ocean current, but it didn’t affect him much.

At a depth of fourteen meters, he saw a group of Deep Sea Red Friend and Red Snappers being active in the area.

Just as Chu Mingcheng was about to pick a target, he unexpectedly spotted a different type of fish within the school—a Changyu. But due to the distance, he couldn’t see it clearly and thought it didn’t look like a golden pomfret.

The school of fish swam in the current, and although he spotted a type of Changyu, he didn’t just focus on that one target.

With his speargun ready, he waited patiently. Fish need to expend more energy to maintain their form in the current, and it wasn’t long before he noticed a Red Friend fish struggling to swim.

Clearly, it was getting weary fighting the current, getting blown about haphazardly by the incoming flow of water.

When it steadied itself for an instant, Chu Mingcheng pressed the trigger.

A distinct sound of rushing water rang by his ear as the spear successfully struck the exhausted Red Friend.

The Red Friend thrashed in an instant, but in the next moment, it was whirled around in circles by the current, which was quite amusing.

Chu Mingcheng pulled it a bit closer before it stabilized itself and swam rapidly in front of him with the spear embedded.

Ignoring it, Chu Mingcheng surfaced to poke his head out, only then did he pull the fish back up.

Having fished so many times, he now had ample experience.

He would always choose the fish that he could pull up with ease, and clearly, he hadn’t chosen wrong with this Red Friend.

The commotion on the surface caught the attention of the two aboard the boat. Zhang Wei shouted, “Did you hit a fish?”

Chu Mingcheng didn’t reply, instead, he simply lifted the fish he had caught.

Seeing it against his head, the two clearly recognized that the fish wasn’t small. In fact, it was indeed large, weighing seven or eight pounds.

Zhang Wei exclaimed, “Damn, you snagged such a big one just as I finished setting up the line? Are you bringing it back?”

Chu Mingcheng shook his head, attached the fish to the live fish clip, and continued diving.

Upon returning to his starting position, he discovered a Bao Gong fish close by, also known as a Flower-tailed Pepperfish, which was not the same species as the one he had caught the day before but still belonged to the Pepper Diao family.

The fish was pitch black and a bit ugly.

Seeing it bold enough to loiter in front of him, Chu Mingcheng graciously expedited its journey.

The fish was only around three pounds, and the hunt took precisely one minute. Deciding not to surface this time, he clipped it onto the live fish clip and proceeded.

After spending five minutes underwater, he finally surfaced with four fish on the live fish clip, added to the Red Snapper he was currently pulling, making it five in total.

He glanced at the two on the boat and saw they were focused on fishing, which made him smile.

Apparently, he worried too much; these two wouldn’t concern themselves with his safety like Jiang Luoluo would.

It wasn’t that they cared any less about Chu Mingcheng; it was simply a difference between men and women.

This realization made Chu Mingcheng suddenly understand something— girls seemed more sensitive, and treating Jiang Luoluo the way he used to treat other women seemed somewhat improper.

It seemed he needed to be more attentive in his daily interactions with her. Having met a girl with both good looks and a pleasant character, he didn’t want to lose her inexplicably.

Regaining his focus, Chu Mingcheng pulled the Red Snapper closer and, instead of attaching it to the live fish clip like before, he took out his diving knife, pried open its gills, and severed the major artery inside.

Instantly, the fish’s struggles from pain caused the blood to flow out faster, tinting a swath of the sea red.

The Red Snapper was quite large, weighing at least twenty pounds. Carrying it was cumbersome for Chu Mingcheng, so he swam back to the side of the boat and had Chen Yang, who was free at the moment, put it on ice.

Five fish, totaling over forty pounds, all in less than ten minutes—the efficiency astounded the two on the boat.

Chen Yang sincerely admired, “Ah Cheng, if only you’d known your abilities sooner, you shouldn’t have gone to work. If you’d taken up fishing and hunting after graduation, you’d probably be earning a lot more than me.”

Chu Mingcheng laughed and replied, “Actually, it’s not too late even now. After all, I’m not yet thirty. You can engage in this sport until you’re fifty. I heard of a septuagenarian from the fighting nations who still fishes and hunts every day!”

Chen Yang chuckled, “So you’re planning to do the same until you’re over seventy?”

“Who knows?” Chu Mingcheng shrugged, then waved his hand at him and continued his underwater hunt.

This time, the Changyu he had been keeping in mind finally exposed a flaw.

This Changyu was large, and for some reason, it suddenly started to fight the current, pausing for a long time underwater.

Chu Mingcheng couldn’t let such an excellent opportunity slip by. It was practically a sitting duck, and he landed a direct hit with one arrow.

Due to the color of the seawater, he had to swim to the surface to identify the fish.

Once he surfaced and pulled the fish up, he saw that it was quite large, about the same size as the first Red Friend, estimated at six or seven pounds.

This Changyu was a beautiful shimmering silver, not a Silver Pomfret, but a Fighting Pompano, even more precious and rare than the Silver Pomfret.

Fighting Pompano are also found in the southern domestic waters, and just so happen to inhabit the Treasure Island Strait.

Initially, Chu Mingcheng’s choice to come to Xia City wasn’t wrong, as the fish species in the Treasure Island Strait are indeed diverse.

Perhaps it has fewer fish resources compared to the islands in the South Sea, but to Chu Mingcheng, it is still an excellent hunting ground.

The larger the Fighting Pompano, the more expensive it is. The one caught by Chu Mingcheng would start at a price of over two hundred fifty yuan per pound, estimated around two hundred seventy-eight yuan or so.

During specific times, like the Spring Festival, this fish can sell for an exorbitant five hundred yuan per pound, and still, there will be many buyers.

What a great fish!

Chu Mingcheng’s eyes sparkled, and the Red Friend Fish and the Red Snappers were suddenly less appealing to him.

He planned to catch more Fighting Pompanos, not only to sell to the group but also to bring some back for his parents.

He believed that his mother would be absolutely satisfied with this fish once he brought it home.

Therefore, Chu Mingcheng dived back into the water and went even deeper, specifically searching for Fighting Pompano to spear.

It took a bit longer this time, but the results were very gratifying.

Forty minutes later, he resurfaced, pulling up a Big Redfish and bleeding it.

The reason he targeted Red Snapper was that he had caught a total of twelve Fighting Pompano, each hanging from his body, with the smallest weighing three pounds and the largest around five pounds.

It’s not that he didn’t want to catch bigger ones, but those over five pounds were too rare to encounter.

Once again, the blood dyed the surface of the sea, and Chu Mingcheng returned to the side of the boat. This time, he handed the fish over to Zhang Wei, who was available.

The twelve Fighting Pompanos gave him quite a shock.

But Chu Mingcheng didn’t have time to chat with him and quickly returned to the water.

However, he didn’t know that the bleeding of the Red Snappers and their struggling had attracted nearby predators, which were swiftly swimming toward them.

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Chu Mingcheng continued to his original spot. The twelve Fighting Pompanos had almost no impact on the school of fish.

Although they grouped together in small clusters, once dispersed here, they soon regathered nearby.

As long as they didn’t leave this area today, it was possible for Chu Mingcheng to catch two hundred pounds of them.

Holding his spear gun, suddenly, he spotted another Fighting Pompano weighing over five pounds.

Predicting its movement, he fired with a “bang,” and the fish arrow pierced through its body.

Just as Chu Mingcheng was about to pull it back, suddenly a massive creature rushed over, bit the injured Fighting Pompano, and tore off half its body from the fish arrow with just a few rips.

Then another shark of the same size came by, caught the carcass of the Fighting Pompano, and swallowed it whole.

Seeing what had arrived, Chu Mingcheng’s hair stood on end—it was five Sharp-toothed Sharks, each nearly a meter long.

Many sharks are protected animals in China, so he had studied them before.

This type, the Sharp-toothed Shark, wasn’t a nationally protected species, and it was edible.

While some sharks taste great, Chu Mingcheng wasn’t sure about this one.

Even though these sharks didn’t attack humans, they dared to eat his fish and remain here, disrupting his fishing. Chu Mingcheng immediately saw red.

He retracted his fish arrow, reloaded the spear gun’s rubber band, and aimed at a Sharp-toothed Shark. With a “bang,” the fish arrow hit the gill area of a Sharp-toothed Shark but didn’t go through.

Clearly, a spear gun with a one-meter range wasn’t sufficient to kill large fish species.

In just a short while, all the fishing line in the reel was pulled taut. Chu Mingcheng wanted to hunt the sharks and bring them back, but the fish arrow was yanked out by force.

Though the Sharp-toothed Shark was left with a large wound and was unlikely to survive, it wouldn’t die immediately and eventually got away.

Escaped it did, and Chu Mingcheng didn’t care.

But the remaining sharks still didn’t leave, swirling around, causing the school of fish to stay clear of the area.

Furious, Chu Mingcheng decided not to use the spear gun since they might escape anyway.

So he swam back to the boat and yelled at Zhang Wei, “Ah Wei, go to the pilothouse kitchen and bring me my rolling pin!”

Zhang Wei was dumbfounded, “What do you need the rolling pin for?”

“Some sharks came down there and ate a Fighting Pompano I hit. My fish arrows can’t penetrate them. I just let one get away, bring the rolling pin so I can drive them off.”

“Uh…”

Zhang Wei’s eyes widened upon hearing this.

Chen Yang exclaimed, “Are you insane? There are sharks around and you’re not coming up, instead asking for a rolling pin to fight sharks?”

“Don’t worry, they’re just meter-long Sharp-toothed Sharks, not dangerous,” Chu Mingcheng waved his hand nonchalantly. He would definitely run if he encountered ferocious sharks, but Sharp-toothed Sharks didn’t fall into that category.

With the current situation in the domestic seas, it’s not easy to come across sharks over three meters long.

For sharks around two meters in length, with a spear gun at hand, they won’t choose to attack him.

Sharks don’t recklessly attack creatures of similar size, and humans aren’t on their menu anyway.

Essentially, animals both bully the weak and fear the strong. When encountering sharks, there’s no need to panic too much.

Because either you make it safely onto the boat, or it’s all over for you!

Taking the rolling pin from Zhang Wei, Chu Mingcheng unstrapped the fish spear from his back and loaded the spear gun’s rubber band.

With the rolling pin in his left hand and the spear gun in his right, he brandished the weapons and got ready for action.

After diving back into the water, he saw the sharks lingering around the outskirts of the school of fish, seemingly wanting to hunt as well.

This time, Chu Mingcheng didn’t hold back and charged straight at them with all his might.

His sudden burst of speed was much faster than the sharks’ sluggish hovering, but they seemed terrified of him and scattered in all directions.

After all, they were aquatic creatures; Chu Mingcheng couldn’t match their explosive bursts of speed.

He had anticipated this and raised his spear gun to aim. With a “thud,” the fish arrow hit another Sharp-toothed Shark once more.

This time he let go of the spear gun and approached the shark by pulling on the fishing line.

The shark thrashed in pain, swimming erratically, but without Chu Mingcheng’s strength to pull against, the fish arrow wouldn’t come out easily, so they got closer.

When he reached near the Sharp-toothed Shark, it suddenly turned and charged at him. With a slight smile, he took the rolling pin in his right hand and smashed it hard on the incoming shark’s nose.

Then he withdrew his body quickly, keeping some distance. His speed might not catch up, but his agility in the water was second to none.

The remaining three sharks didn’t come to help. Two attempts at spear hunting had instilled fear in them, and they had long since fled.

The Sharp-toothed Shark he had hit hard seemed a bit dizzy. Seeing this, Chu Mingcheng approached and repeatedly pounded its head with the rolling pin.

Sharp-toothed Shark: (ಥ_ಥ), Is there a police officer? Someone is beating a shark!