As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 435 - Chapter 435 Chapter 307 Special Cuisine_3

Chapter 435: Chapter 307: Special Cuisine_3 Chapter 435: Chapter 307: Special Cuisine_3 This was still why he’d gone out to sea late; if he’d left earlier, probably even more boats would have followed him.

Now, the competition had reached its final sprint, and on the APP, only just over one hundred and twenty teams remained.

Players with lower rankings and less experience in finding fish had all chosen to follow those with higher rankings this time, as if by some unspoken agreement.

Whenever a highly-ranked player found fish and stopped, they’d stop nearby and then start to chum the water to steal the fish.

This really infuriated the players with high rankings, but no matter how angry they got, there was nothing they could do. They couldn’t chase the other boats away, or even outshout them, really.

The struggle for fishing spots was already a part of the competition, and the organizers wouldn’t intervene in this.

However, the several boats following Chu Mingcheng felt just as miserable. How could young people sleep so late at night? Get up and fish, get up and be thrilled!

How could they sleep at such a young age?

They couldn’t understand why the Sea God and White Dragon had chosen to turn off their lights at this moment.

Some who were hot-tempered waited for a while and, seeing that the other party was really preparing to rest, immediately left to find the Golden Spearfish on their own.

Chu Mingcheng had currently sailed one hundred and thirteen miles; he was still at least thirty to forty miles away from the waters where the Bluefin Tuna appeared, so staying here was a sheer waste of time.

Of course, some suspected that Chu Mingcheng was doing this on purpose, predicting that they might sneak away in the night, so they waited patiently.

This time, Chu Mingcheng had caught Bluefin Tuna of various sizes, and so had Chen Yang, which is why these people suspected they had found the area where Bluefin Tuna were active.

Compared to setting off earlier to search for fish on their own, it was more worthwhile to follow others and snatch a few fish instead.

“Ah Cheng, want some?” At this moment, inside the lounge of the Sea God, Jiang Luoluo came over to Chu Mingcheng with two glasses of red wine.

The two of them planned to rest early tonight so they would have enough energy to fish the next day. That’s why she had opened some red wine; drinking a little could help with sleep.

However, Jiang Luoluo had miscalculated.

After drinking the wine, the slightly tipsy state actually ignited her passion instead.

And now, the Sea God, rocked by the waves, continually swayed on the surface of the sea.

Jiang Luoluo, who rarely got seasick, could only think of two words in her heart – miscalculation!

But Chu Mingcheng, who got up at four-thirty in the morning after being busy until midnight, still looked refreshed and was full of energy.

If it wasn’t for the time that had been set with Chen Yang and the others, he would have definitely continued doing morning exercises.

After arriving in the cockpit and speaking with Chen Yang, Chu Mingcheng started the Sea God’s engine to warm it up. Only after the warming-up was finished did he turn on the lights and set off towards the destination.

The White Dragon, just a few hundred meters away, did likewise, followed closely by his side.

Although they planned to steal away quietly, two boats still followed closely behind them.

Chu Mingcheng glanced at the lights behind him and was a bit speechless that they could keep watch so persistently, but he didn’t care much.

The reason he was sneaking away at this time was that there were simply too many boats following him. If there had only been two boats, he might have driven all the way until midnight last night before resting.

Now, with only two boats, he could handle them.

About five hours away from the destination, around nine-thirty in the morning, they reached the fishing spot and successfully met up with Yao Xin and their boat.

“Ah Cheng, are we going to find fish now? And just let these two teams follow us like this?” Jiang Luoluo, who had just arrived in the cockpit, picked up the binoculars to look at the two boats and appeared a bit annoyed.

“It’s fine. They are two kilometers away and won’t affect us for the time being,” Chu Mingcheng reassured her before he opened the map, planning to warm up with a few Big-eyed Gold Spearfish first.

Then, based on the locations on the map, he instructed Yao Xin to search in the southeast direction, Chen Yang and his team to search due north, while he himself headed northwest.

All three directions had sightings of Big-eyed Gold Spearfish, and as long as their luck wasn’t too bad, the other two boats had a high chance of encountering them.

If they didn’t encounter them, well, Chu Mingcheng couldn’t do anything about it – having bad luck was also fate!

Watching the three boats split off in three different directions, Wang Lao Liu decisively followed the Sea God, while the other boat, after hesitating for a moment, actually followed the White Dragon.

About a dozen minutes after the Sea God set off, Jiang Luoluo suddenly pointed to the fish finder in the cockpit and said, “Ah Cheng, there’s a big fish.”

Chu Mingcheng blinked and checked the map, only to find that these fish weren’t Big-eyed Gold Spearfish. Then he quickly opened the Bluefin Tuna map and found they weren’t those, either.

The movement patterns on the fish finder indeed resembled those of a spearfish, and in order to not arouse suspicion, Chu Mingcheng could only stop the boat and prepare to fish.

The two worked together seamlessly, and after about fifteen minutes, they successfully hooked their first fish of the day.

Jiang Luoluo once again snuggled into Chu Mingcheng’s arms, then helped with the fishing.

“It feels a bit light!” she said, slightly disappointed.

The lighter weight naturally meant the fish was smaller, and so the price wouldn’t be very high.

“Having fish to catch is good enough,” Chu Mingcheng whispered, though his eyes occasionally glanced towards the fishing boat about a kilometer away.

As soon as his boat stopped to fish, Wang Lao Liu didn’t hesitate to draw closer and begin directing his crew to chum the waters and get ready to fish, hoping to attract the spearfish on this side.

Clearly, his intention was indeed to steal the fish, and in terms of distance, he managed pretty well, not getting too close.

Unlike some boats that because of getting too close, not only did they cause others to veer off course, they almost severed someone else’s anchor.

Several such incidents had already been noted in the competition, and the patrolling boats tasked with mediating these issues had grown accustomed to it.