As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 316 - Chapter 316 Chapter 271 Just death whos afraid

Chapter 316: Chapter 271: Just death, who’s afraid! Chapter 316: Chapter 271: Just death, who’s afraid! Jiang Luoluo gave Chu Mingcheng a light kiss on the lips, then returned to the bedroom to sleep.

Sitting alone in the cockpit, surrounded by darkness with only the occasional sound of the waves, it was easy to feel lonely.

But as a Fishing Man, what he could best endure was solitude.

Having worked at sea for so long, Chu Mingcheng had naturally grown accustomed to it.

Even without playing games or scrolling through his phone, he could simply zone out and let time pass.

However, now having internet access at sea was truly amazing; scrolling through short videos and looking at beautiful women, time flew by quickly.

Don’t get me wrong, with a girlfriend who had top-notch looks and an amazing figure, Chu Mingcheng had “no interest” in other women.

Especially those internet beauties with effects like beautifying filters and elongated legs–they were not his type, he only looked at them with a scrutinizing purpose.

What he looked at, of course, were clothes.

Some of the clothes seemed quite nice; he took screenshots and then he opened a shopping website.

Regarding lingerie, Chu Mingcheng knew that the current Jiang Luoluo would definitely not wear them.

Therefore, he had to start with somewhat sexy clothes that could easily arouse excitement.

In just a short while, he bought seven sets online, complete with stockings, which were very durable.

It only cost him just over two thousand but not yet three thousand.

Seven sets of clothes were far from enough, but he would just leave it at that for today; no rush.

From now on, whenever he came across clothes that made him even slightly aroused, he would buy them.

Hadn’t he earned so much money just for spending?

He didn’t buy any uniform attire this time; those could be for the second stage.

Emotional communication between spouses should be like fishing.

Cast a long line first, then slowly reel it in; that’s what made it interesting.

When Chu Mingcheng finished buying clothes and put away his phone, he hadn’t realized that the Sea God had also reached its destination, slowing down and coming to a gentle stop.

Checking the time, it was already past one in the morning.

Chu Mingcheng didn’t immediately turn off the engine to rest; instead, he checked the fish finder first.

The deepest part here was only just over fifty meters, clearly not a good spot.

Chu Mingcheng then manually steered the boat, looking for deeper waters.

The ropes of his crab and shrimp cages were three hundred meters long, a depth sufficient to catch most deep-sea species.

Thus, there was no need to add any more rope; after all, his was a fishing boat, not an Alaskan crab-catching vessel for Emperor Crabs.

Having a longer rope would take up too much space and be troublesome to manage.

After about ten minutes, Chu Mingcheng suddenly let out a light exclamation upon looking at the fish finder.

This was a spot where the depth reached two hundred and fifty-seven meters, and the fish finder showed several thick and red long lines, indicating that there were large fish below.

Chu Mingcheng stopped the boat directly above this spot and then observed the movements of these thick long lines.

In just a short time, these lines moved from the back of the boat to the far left of the fish finder’s display.

Based on this movement trajectory, Chu Mingcheng confirmed that there were large Golden Spearfish below.

He hadn’t expected to find them so soon; it seemed he had found the right spot.

However, Chu Mingcheng didn’t plan to fish in the middle of the night; instead, he turned on the deck lights and went to the freezer to get a box of Squid bait.

His freezer could reach a minimum temperature of minus fifty-five degrees Celsius, not much different from the ultra-low temperature of minus sixty degrees Celsius, ensuring the freshness of the Golden Spearfish.

But currently, he was only freezing some bait, so he set the temperature similar to that of a regular freezer at minus eighteen degrees Celsius.

The Squid, all stiff, were ready, and fortunately, Chu Mingcheng had a special knife for slicing Golden Spearfish.

He had bought this knife just three days ago; it resembled the cleavers used at pork stalls in food markets, very sharp and sturdy.

The stiff Squid were easily chopped into two parts.

If the knife became dull, it was not an issue, for there were two new whetstones on the boat, and a quick sharpening would do the job.

The chopped Squid were placed inside small bait cages in the crab and shrimp cages. About twenty kilograms of Squid bait were used in one go.

After everything was prepared, he lowered the crab cages one by one along the water area and then also lowered the shrimp cages.

Deploying crab cages was somewhat troublesome as it required maintaining a certain distance; hence, he would drop one from the bow, then pick up another to drop from the stern.

He ran to the cockpit four times in total to complete the task.

The shrimp cages were handled similarly; after throwing the crab cages, he would lift a shrimp cage and throw it from the other side of the boat, one cage per location.

A total of ten crab cages and five shrimp cages were set up; if lucky, something should be caught.

The quantity mattered little; as long as they were deep-sea and alive, the price would be incredibly high.

Even if they died, the price for freezing would drop a lot, but as long as they were fresh, they would be much more expensive than ordinary seafood that was easier to catch.

The sea lion and cat resting on the boat were awakened by his activities and just stared at him continuously.

After finishing his tasks, Chu Mingcheng went to the cockpit to turn off the engine, then took a shower, and returned to the bedroom to cuddle the sleeping Jiang Luoluo.

Her skin, exposed outside the blanket due to the air conditioning, felt ice-cold and soft, very comfortable to hold.

The girlfriend also revealed another function at night, serving as a very comfortable “pillow.”

Of course, for Jiang Luoluo, Chu Mingcheng also provided the same function.

Indeed, even in her deep sleep, she instinctively snuggled into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his waist and her long legs lifting to rest on his legs.

Chu Mingcheng’s lips curled up, letting her stay that way as he quickly fell asleep.

The warning light of the Sea God was on, gently drifting on the sea surface.

The waters frequented by Golden Spearfish were, however, not so quiet.

Fishing boats targeting Golden Spearfish gathered them using fish-attracting lights, forming a circle of about a dozen boats, just waiting to cast their nets at dawn.

But there were more small fishing boats, either setting out long lines or casting nets directly, hoping for a good catch by morning.

There were also boats dedicated to squid fishing, utilizing the squid’s phototaxis to work at night and sleep during the day, which was particularly tough.

If Chu Mingcheng came across them, he could buy bait directly from their boats, probably three or four yuan cheaper than onshore.

As for fishing yachts like his in the Far Sea, they were relatively rare.

The very idea was something only the wealthy used for sea fishing, and practicality-wise, it was much less than that of a similarly sized fishing boat.

Chu Mingcheng primarily focused on fishing and hunting, and after going out to sea, he could handle everything himself, besides he bought the fishing yacht for comfortable living.

A night passed, and the next day, Chu Mingcheng was the first to wake up, around just after six, not yet six-thirty.

Using the bathroom, washing up, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

He took out a large bottle of milk from the refrigerator, poured two cups, and heated them in the microwave.

He took out an egg cooker from the cupboard and boiled five free-range chicken eggs.

Finally, he poured purified water into the pot on the induction cooker, took out a pack of char siu buns from the refrigerator, and steamed all four of them.

Jiang Luoluo could eat at most one char siu bun and two eggs, the rest were all his.

Fishing was a physically demanding activity, and he needed to eat well to have the strength for it.

After a while, even though the food was not yet ready, he heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, he saw Jiang Luoluo walking over fuzzily, without even washing her face.

Chu Mingcheng, amused, went forward, picked her up, and let her sit on his lap.

“If you still want to sleep, just continue to sleep for a while. Why get up so early?”

Jiang Luoluo leaned against his chest, her little hand unconsciously touching his abs, her voice carrying a hint of coquetry, “I’m hungry…”

“It will be ready soon,” Chu Mingcheng said softly, letting her lean on him.

After a while, the chicken eggs were boiled, and the char siu buns were also steamed.

Chu Mingcheng, still holding Jiang Luoluo, turned off the stove, then took her to the bathroom to wash up.

The slightly cold water on her face made her much more alert instantly.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, dabbing on some cream, she suddenly jumped on Chu Mingcheng like a little bunny, her arms wrapping around his neck, and her long legs hooking around his waist.

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, my feet are so weak, carry me there!”

Jiang Luoluo pecked him on the lips, cooing.

Chu Mingcheng couldn’t help but laugh and cry, okay, today his girlfriend instantly turned into his daughter, but he liked this feeling nonetheless.

So, holding her, they walked to the kitchen while joking, “I mean, I didn’t rock you last night, did I? How come your feet are still weak?”

“I’m tired from dancing, alright? When could you rock me ’til my feet get weak?” Jiang Luoluo immediately bristled, never admitting defeat whenever that topic arose.

Sometimes Chu Mingcheng wasn’t sure whether this girl’s mouth was tough or soft.

But no worries, he immediately proposed a challenge, wanting to continue pondering this question.

“How about we try it tonight?”

Jiang Luoluo’s eyelids twitched, and she pursed her lips hesitantly.

But the next moment, she spotted the teasing smile on Chu Mingcheng’s face, and promptly raised her head defiantly, “If it’s to the death, who’s afraid of whom!”

The couple bantered all the way to the kitchen, had breakfast, and Jiang Luoluo went to the cockpit to start the Sea God’s engine to warm it up, while Chu Mingcheng began to collect the crab cages on the deck.

It was still not seven o’clock, but the summer sun rose quite early, and the sky was already bright.

Fortunately, the temperature was not yet high, still quite cool.

Chu Mingcheng first retrieved the buoys from two nearby crab cages, then used the crane to pull the crab cages up to the water surface.

A while later, the first crab cage was successfully pulled up.

Only the several unknown crabs inside, smaller than the palm of his hand, silenced him a bit.

After consulting the marine species guide, with no experience points added, it was clear they weren’t commercially valuable, so he released them all.

Then the second crab cage, upon being pulled up, was even more outrageous — completely empty. It seemed last night’s location choice was poor, without much yield.

Not holding much hope, Chu Mingcheng also pulled up the shrimp cage, unexpectedly discovering about thirty “small lobsters” inside, giving him a pleasant surprise.

Chu Mingcheng recognized at a glance what they were, Head-necked Armor Shrimp, which looked quite like small lobster.

These creatures were exceedingly rare and virtually nonexistent on the market.

The pricing depended on the buyer since they weighed about one to two taels each, hardly ever more than two taels.

But supposedly, they had sold for as high as one hundred yuan each, though he wasn’t clear on the specifics, having only heard about this price.

All the shrimp he hauled up were still alive, so Chu Mingcheng quickly put them in the live well to keep them.

These shrimp were said to die easily. After thinking it over, he took the remaining bait from the cages, picked a clean piece, and put it in the live shuttle as their food.

Hoping that with food, and under oxygenated conditions, they could survive until they reached the shore.

Of course, for regions with Spot Shrimp and Spiny Armored Shrimp, he also left some clean Squid to prevent them from starving.

If they didn’t eat and were about to starve, Chu Mingcheng would kindly send them on their way, letting them stay on Blue Star in another form.