As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 323 - Chapter 323 Chapter 275 Grandpas Friend Needs to Replenish_4

Chapter 323: Chapter 275 Grandpa’s Friend Needs to Replenish_4 Chapter 323: Chapter 275 Grandpa’s Friend Needs to Replenish_4 Although this would allow the fish to continue running further away, it would definitely not be that easy.

The fishing line slowly released, circle by circle, which was bound to happen with such a big fish.

After all, there was a limit to the strength of the fishing line, and even if Chu Mingcheng had the strength to withstand it, he couldn’t possibly haul in such a large fish forcibly.

The fishing line vibrated at a high frequency, continuously emitting a “whirring” sound.

Ten minutes passed, and the large fish at the bottom pulled the line out for over a hundred meters. Chu Mingcheng no longer knew the fish’s position and could only guess the general direction based on the fishing line.

A short while later, the fishing rod trembled again and swayed slightly from side to side with a force.

Chu Mingcheng knew this meant the fish was starting to “clean its gills”, trying to use its muscular movements to gradually expel the hook.

He couldn’t let the fish have its way, so he immediately pulled sharply upwards, causing the fishing rod to bend into an inverted U-shape from the force.

Instead of expelling the hook, it lodged even deeper into the fish’s mouth, causing the fish to madly swim towards deeper waters again.

This force was not at all weaker than at the beginning.

Chu Mingcheng knew the fish’s burst of energy had not passed yet, so he stepped over to sit in the chair, hugged the fishing rod, and stepped on the footrest to leverage it, which made him much more relaxed.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the fishing rod, originally bent like a great bow, slowly rebounded slightly, and the pulling force also weakened a lot.

Chu Mingcheng knew the fish’s first burst of energy was over, so he stood up, held the fishing rod against his stomach, and started to exert force; now it was his turn.

Lifting the rod and reeling in, his movements were smooth and fluid.

Each time he cranked the reel until it could not turn anymore, he would use his torso to sturdily lift the rod above his head.

Taking the opportunity to reel in, he slowly lowered the angle of the rod until it was horizontal to the sea.

Continuing this way, the big fish that had run out more than three hundred meters couldn’t fight back and was gradually pulled in.

Maybe because he hadn’t gone inside the cabin yet, and having finished today’s practice early, Jiang Luoluo came onto the deck first.

Seeing his activity, she quickly walked to his side, “Golden Spearfish?”

“Mm-hmm, and it’s a big one!” Chu Mingcheng took a deep breath and maintained his strength before replying, “Luoluo, sweat is getting in my eyes, can you wipe it for me?”

“Oh oh…” Jiang Luoluo was still wearing her dance practice outfit, without tissue or a handkerchief readily available, so she immediately used her sleeve to wipe it off, “Does that feel better?”

“Much better!” Chu Mingcheng blinked his eyes; although still a bit sore, they were at least better than before when he almost couldn’t open them at all!

“Wait for me a second!” Seeing him sweating so much and looking quite tired, Jiang Luoluo hurried into the kitchen.

She grabbed a bottle of water and found some snacks like chocolate, meat strips, and wet wipes.

Then she returned to Chu Mingcheng’s side, wiped his eyes with a wet wipe again, then fed him some water and snacks to replenish his energy.

It was now almost ten in the evening, and fishing that large fish had drained a lot of his energy, making him genuinely feel hungry.

The snacks Jiang Luoluo fed him were timely, making his stomach much more comfortable, and his strength was also restored quite a bit.

Another half hour passed, and Chu Mingcheng was finally about to pull the fish to the surface.

It had already been brought near the boat, and under the light of the lamps, they could occasionally see its enormous shape swimming near the surface.

Jiang Luoluo, having finished handing out the snacks, said, “It should be almost time for you, should I go prepare some late-night snacks?”

“No rush, you first check the fish finder. I just spotted two spearfish, not sure if the other one got away?”

“Okay, I’ll check it first.”

Jiang Luoluo rushed to check the fish finder, while Chu Mingcheng managed to pull the fish to the side of the boat.

Seeing that the spearfish in front of him was over two meters long, he knew that a gaff hook might not solve the problem.

The drag on the reel was already locked, so he grabbed the fishing rod with his left hand, bracing the butt against his belly.

With his right hand, he picked up the harpoon that was already set aside, leaned out a bit, and aimed.

Only he, with his strength, could do this; anyone else would need another person to help finish off the spearfish.

Aiming at the spearfish, he released the harpoon with a “whoosh”, stabbing it deeply into the back of the spearfish.

Although the back is a prime cut, the small wound from the harpoon wasn’t a big deal. This bit of flesh would be trimmed away during cutting, without affecting its value.

However, the wound on the back wasn’t fatal, and the spearfish wouldn’t die immediately.

Chu Mingcheng might either wait for it to bleed excessively and float to the surface before trying to pull it up,

or, taking advantage of its weakened state due to injury, use a gaff hook to catch it, and then pull it up through the small door like in the morning.

Just then, Jiang Luoluo came out from the cockpit, “Ah Cheng, the fish is still in the water!”

Her arrival made the job easier for Chu Mingcheng.

“Luoluo, you came just in time; get the winch rope ready while I move the fish to the side.”

“Alright!”

Jiang Luoluo understood what he intended to do, immediately went to the winch, while Chu Mingcheng used the fishing rod to pull the spearfish to the side of the boat.

Seeing the fish being pulled over, she looped the winch’s rope around the tail of the spearfish and tightened it, then started the winch, lifting the spearfish straight up onto the deck.

“Too bad, it’s a Big-eyed Gold Spearfish. If it were a Bluefin Tuna, we’d have struck gold tonight!” Chu Mingcheng said with some regret as he looked at the caught fish.

“Such a big spearfish and you’re still not satisfied! Plus, there should be another similar-sized Big-eyed Gold Spearfish down there. The two combined wouldn’t be much different from an average Bluefin,” Jiang Luoluo patted the chubby belly of the spearfish, smiling gleefully.

Pacific Bluefin, commonly known as Eastern Bluefin Tuna.

Like the Big-eyed Gold Spearfish, it is currently classified as vulnerable, so their numbers aren’t as few as one might think, with encounter rates similar to the Big-eyed Gold Spearfish.

The truly endangered ones are the Atlantic Bluefin, commonly known as Northern Bluefin Tuna, of which there really are few.

But what does the scarcity of fish in the Atlantic have to do with him in the Pacific?

It’s all Japan and Old Chou’s fault!

A lot of the good stuff in the Atlantic has been fished to near extinction, mostly by Old Chou’s doing.

Now that Chu Mingcheng has an advantage, let the fish numbers decrease under Old Chou and increase domestically, making them envious.