As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up
Chapter 454 - Chapter 454 Chapter 312 Deep Sea Dragon King _2

Chapter 454: Chapter 312: Deep Sea “Dragon King” _2 Chapter 454: Chapter 312: Deep Sea “Dragon King” _2 But the quantity of Bluefin Tuna of this weight is scarce, and even with a map cheat, finding one still depends on luck.

He had nearly visited all the areas with Golden Spearfish within the current range; venturing further not only consumed more time but also strayed from the course.

Chu Mingcheng, seeing that there were some Bluefin Tuna along the route to the east of Treasure Island, simply ended today’s hunt, took a bath, and then continued to steer the Sea God eastward.

He made a phone call to Jiang Luoluo, chatted with Chen Yang and Zhang Wei inthe group chat, and finally researched information about sunken ships until two o’clock in the deep of night.

By that time, he had reached the eastern side of Treasure Island, and the next leg of the journey only required heading north.

Chu Mingcheng found a spot with a depth of about one hundred and fifty meters and dropped down the crab pots and shrimp pots.

There were many sea creatures on the east side of Treasure Island that he had never seen before, so he was definitely going to try his luck.

After busying himself, he stopped the boat, turned off the engine, and went to sleep.

Next morning at eight o’clock, Chu Mingcheng woke up naturally.

After washing up and having breakfast, he first started up the Sea God to retrieve the crab pots and shrimp pots.

The crab pots were predictably empty, yielding no catch.

However, the shrimp pots unexpectedly trapped a kind of shrimp that looked very tasty–Eastern Alien Arm Shrimp.

This shrimp variety was only found in Treasure Island domestically, but it wasn’t considered a rare species, belonging to the kind often caught by deep-sea trawlers.

He didn’t catch many, with five pots totaling just over thirty pounds.

After picking out the particularly small ones, Chu Mingcheng deliberately partitioned a small area of the live water tank and poured the shrimp into it.

Then, he used a small net to scoop out the oxygen-deprived fish and shrimp that were lying flat.

Two Groupers were listless, so he took them out and placed them in the refrigerated hold.

The Spot shrimp and rich shrimp together amounted to about three pounds; Chu Mingcheng, feeling a bit peckish, took them to the kitchen to prepare a raw marinade.

His boat was fully stocked with condiments, as they often caught various shrimps and crabs at sea; both he and Jiang Luoluo liked raw marinades, so he kept a full supply of the main ingredients, which wouldn’t expire anyway.

He put the cleaned shrimp in the sauce, sprinkled a handful of cilantro, then a sprinkle of Bird’s Eye chili, perfect.

Covered and sealed with plastic wrap, he placed it in the fridge, and it would be ready to eat by noon.

Afterward, Chu Mingcheng opened the Bluefin Tuna map as usual, checked the distribution of the tuna spots, and prepared to look for a fish that met Wei Jiaguo’s requirements.

Soon, he found a suitable target and headed towards it in his boat.

“Eh~”

A sudden light exclamation indicated his surprise.

Chu Mingcheng had spotted something odd about this Bluefin Tuna from the fish finder.

Normally, the habitat for Bluefin Tuna was between the surface and a depth of three hundred meters.

Most of the time, they did not go to the seabed to feed, only venturing there when they couldn’t find food, to try their luck with crabs and shellfish.

But now, there was a Bluefin Tuna swimming at the bottom at a depth of seven hundred and thirty-five meters.

In theory, Bluefin Tuna could dive to nearly one thousand meters, but that only happened very rarely.

The deep sea doesn’t have enough food, so they generally wouldn’t venture there.

However, this particular Bluefin Tuna piqued his interest; a fish that could dive so deep also suggested a larger size, as smaller fish generally don’t like going to the deep sea because they can’t handle the pressure.

Chu Mingcheng immediately changed into his diving suit after stopping the boat and donned his fully charged headlamp.

Fearing the water pressure might damage his headlamp, he also brought a flashlight as a backup.

Of course, he took his watch off, as there was no possibility of losing direction with the map cheat at hand.

Once ready, Chu Mingcheng jumped into the water with his spear gun, cocked it on the surface, and then quickly descended.

Seven hundred meters deep took him ten minutes to reach the bottom.

He had previously been at such depths and caught quite a few Killer Crabs, so there was completely no issue moving around.

Chu Mingcheng first observed the surroundings, which were pitch black apart from the areas illuminated by his light, revealing the terrain clearly.

The seabed looked no different, just appearing more desolate, with even fewer aquatic plants and grasses.

From time to time, he could spot the remains of some marine life, as if they had been buried at the bottom for a very long time.

Chu Mingcheng enlarged the map to check the position of the Golden Spearfish, then approached quickly with his spear gun ready.

The spearfish didn’t seem to be feeding and was swimming quickly; it took him over ten minutes to catch up.

When he saw the Golden Spearfish in front of him, Chu Mingcheng’s expression turned to shock, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

A massive fish, definitely over three meters long, appeared before him; its torpedo-like body clearly attested to the fish’s value.

This fish was much larger than the Bluefin Tuna that had fetched him seven hundred thousand in Modu; it very likely weighed over seven hundred pounds.

Taken to an auction in Modu, it would definitely earn the title of Fish King of the Year!

His personal piggy bank was currently less than five hundred thousand, but now he could look forward to padding it up a bit more.

Chu Mingcheng, grasping his spear gun, kicked his legs vigorously, swiftly positioning himself to the side of the Golden Spearfish.

The fish was big and if he couldn’t hit a vital spot, it would turn into an endurance battle.

Being alone at sea this time, spending a long time away from his ship wasn’t ideal for him.

So he didn’t pull the trigger rashly; instead, he aimed at the head of the spearfish for a while until he was sure he could hit it, then he pressed the trigger.