Night's Nomenclature
Chapter 403: Humanoid Self-Propelled Emperor Crab Radar

The North Pole slowly sailed out of the harbor.

The dilapidated crab fishing boat's engine made strange noises, and the sea was broken by the bow, as if a paper cutter were cutting a canvas.

Neidapu is a man in his thirties. Zhang Jian said that this crew member was once a sailor on a Matsutake crab fishing boat, but because of his history of illegal drug use, he has been "blacklisted" by all crab fishing boats.

Neidapu had followed Zhang Jian's father in his early years, so he found Zhang Jian and wanted to go to sea with him.

Many sailors among crab fishermen have secretly used illegal drugs because their money comes too quickly, and because they are too tired on the boat, they think these drugs will give them a boost, like the dopamine and endorphin chips in the Inner World.

But the consequences of using illegal drugs are terrible, and no crab fishing boat is willing to involve itself with such sailors.

Zhang Jian decided to give Neidapu a chance. He took him for a urine test and confirmed that his test was negative before finally agreeing to let Neidapu board the ship.

Old John told Neidapu that if he wanted to start over on a crab fishing boat, he should honestly be a newcomer and start with the work of bundling crab cages.

After Qing Chen and Yang Yang boarded the ship, Neidapu only gave the two a cold glance before continuing his work.

"Hello, we're companions on the North Pole from now on," Yang Yang greeted him in English with a smile.

But Neidapu coldly said, "Sailors who have been recognized by other sailors are the real companions. You guys who are here for sightseeing don't count."

Yang Yang smiled without speaking.

Before the North Pole had left the harbor, the radio on the ship rang, and Craig's mocking voice came from inside: "Zhang, I heard you finally let that addict on board, and there are also two students under 18, one of whom is a girl. Is this true? Zhang, the former glory of the North Pole has been worn away in your hands."

Zhang Jian remained silent with a cold Face^[-], but Craig did not stop.

On the radio communication channel, laughter came from the Alps' cockpit: "Zhang, can the addict and the students help you lift the crab cages? Old John is going to be exhausted on the North Pole. However, I have a traditional gift from the Barents Sea, ready to receive it."

At this time, Qing Chen, Old John, and the others were all in the cockpit. Zhang Jian was puzzled and looked at Old John: "What traditional gift is there on the Barents Sea?"

Old John's expression changed as if he had thought of something. He hurriedly said to everyone, "Quickly, close the doors and windows, everyone hide in the cockpit!"

The next moment, the Alps chased from behind, running parallel to the North Pole at a distance of three meters.

Qing Chen saw the seven sailors on the Alps carrying out three white boxes, taking out... rows of eggs!

Those were three whole boxes, hundreds of eggs.

But this thing wasn't for eating, it was for throwing!

At this moment, the sailors on the Alps picked up the eggs and threw them at the North Pole, like a snowball fight...

Qing Chen was confused: "What kind of strange tradition is this?"

Old John trembled with anger: "There are many traditions among crab fishermen. A long time ago, when ships left the harbor, crab fishing boats would engage in similar small games to enhance friendship."

Qing Chen looked at the egg whites and yolks on the window glass: "You call this enhancing friendship...?"

Seeing that the sailors on the Alps had finished throwing hundreds of eggs in one go, they immediately increased their power and drove away.

Qing Chen walked out of the cockpit and took a look. He suddenly felt that the North Pole was a bit coated...

These crab fishermen are a bit...eccentric.

He looked at the departing Alps, suddenly stretched out his arm, and gave a thumbs up.

And he also closed one eye.

At this moment, Craig, the captain of the Alps, stood on the deck, looked back with binoculars, and chuckled to the crew beside him: "That student actually gave us a thumbs up, praising us for throwing well."

A sailor doubtfully took the binoculars from Craig and looked. After thinking for two seconds, he said, "This looks like a gunner aiming and measuring the distance before firing."

Craig: "???"

In fact, Qing Chen was indeed measuring the distance. There were few reference objects on the sea, so he had to get used to the new method of visual distance measurement, so that he could Conquer with Virtue.

Yang Yang beside him smiled and said, "Don't go to such lengths. They threw eggs at you, and you're going to use a sniper rifle to shoot back. That's a bit excessive."

Qing Chen smiled, "Nothing like that. Just measuring the distance."

Yang Yang thought to herself, you're just someone who won't stop at anything. Why are you measuring the distance? It's to shoot people, isn't it?

The North Pole had been sailing at sea for 20 hours, and finally entered the Barents Sea area at dawn the next day.

Qing Chen also witnessed the cruelty of the crab fishing industry during these 20 hours.

Zhang Jian was responsible for driving the boat, and he hadn't closed his eyes for 20 hours in a row, because if the helmsman fell asleep, the ship would deviate from its course in a matter of minutes.

Only Old John on the boat knew a little about steering, but he had to teach the newcomers on the deck.

Old John had to teach Qing Chen, Yang Yang, and Neidapu how to bundle crab cages, lower cages, hoist cages, how to maintain balance on the deck... within 20 hours.

And he also had to clean up the egg coating left by the Alps.

The cold sea wind blew into everyone's necks, and seawater could rush onto the deck at any time.

Fortunately, the thing Zhang Jian was most worried about didn't happen—no one got seasick.

Old John didn't give the three new crew members any good looks. Looking at the three clumsy people, he angrily scolded Zhang Jian for being unreliable, regardless of whether Zhang Jian could hear him.

When everything was ready, Neidapu, Qing Chen, and Yang Yang were already exhausted on the deck.

The sun rose, and the morning sun rose from the horizon.

Old John shouted on the deck, "Rookies, hurry up and rest, you only have an hour left."

After speaking, Neidapu went back to the cabin to sleep with dark circles under his eyes, while Qing Chen and Yang Yang were attracted by the rising sun at sea, sitting silently on the deck and watching.

The beautiful scenery was like a painting.

Qing Chen whispered to Yang Yang, "Do we need to act so realistically? I feel like we're not tired at all."

Yang Yang laughed, "We need to blend in."

"I saw someone organizing a Student Protest in City 10. Have you been to City 10?" Qing Chen asked.

Yang Yang leaned against the railing on the deck, tilted her head to look at Qing Chen, "I haven't arrived yet. By the way, you seem to have done a lot of things in City 10. With your current identity, you should be responsible for arresting me. I remember that the main responsibility of PCA Intelligence Bureau One was to do this, and also to arrest the Black Spade members lurking in the Federation."

"What are you trying to say?" Qing Chen asked strangely.

Yang Yang thought for a while, "So our current identities should be opposed, and we need to fight to the death!"

"Can you stop adding drama?" Qing Chen sighed.

When Qing Chen first met Yang Yang, he thought the other party would be a cold-blooded killer.

However, in fact, the uninhibited side of her personality is unstoppable.

It's one thing to compare many Awakened Ones to monsters, but the bad habit of driving at any time and place is unknown where she learned it.

Their relationship in the eyes of Zhang Jian, Old John, and Neidapu seemed somewhat intimate, but in reality? Except for Yang Yang driving over Qing Chen's Face^[-] unilaterally, there has never been a real so-called "progress" between them.

Qing Chen knew that Yang Yang had her own goals.

She is not a vassal of Black Spade, nor is she a vassal of Daybreak.

Everything she does now is moving towards a certain direction.

Qing Chen turned his head and asked, "Do you want to help the residents of the Inner World?"

"Yes," Yang Yang nodded.

"But this can't be done with just Student Protests," Qing Chen said, "The history of the Outer World has fully proven this."

"But there must be a first step to enlighten the people," Yang Yang looked at the vast sea, "My life is still long, take it slow."

For some reason, Qing Chen felt that he and Yang Yang were like two extremes. He was a pessimist, always worried, always wanting to be fully prepared.

While Yang Yang is always an enthusiastic optimist.

I don't know how they became friends.

At this moment, outside the ship was the turbulent sea, and a blue whale suddenly leaped out of the water in the distance, facing the rising sun.

On the vast sea, the blue whale's huge pectoral fins were like two wings, as if with a little effort, it could leap into the sky.

Its vast figure overlapped with the rising sun, extremely magnificent.

This was the first time Qing Chen had seen a blue whale, just as surprised as when he first saw the magnificent giant trees of Forbidden Zone 002 in the wilderness.

Old John quickly walked out of the cabin: "Release the crab cages, put down eight scouts! A blue whale has appeared, we must put down the crab cages where the blue whale appeared, it is a majestic spirit in the sea, it will bring us good luck!"

"Only eight?" Qing Chen asked.

"Yes, only eight. Remember, rookies in the Barents Sea, this is called a scout cage. Put it in the sea for 6 hours and then come back to check. If there are Emperor Crabs, this will be our fishing ground!" Old John said.

Speaking, he picked up the phone at the entrance of the cabin and shouted, "Zhang, we're going to release the crab cages!"

The phone was a wired phone connected to the cockpit, facilitating communication between the captain and the crew.

Then, he knocked hard on the cabin door: "Rookies inside, come out and work."

Qing Chen looked at Yang Yang: "You go to tie buoys to the crab cages, and Neidapu and I will release the crab cages."

180 empty crab cages are cages made of welded steel bars, neatly stacked on the deck, like containers on a freighter.

After the captain drove the crab fishing boat to the designated area, the crew members were responsible for tying balloon-like buoys to the crab cages, and then throwing the crab cages into the sea.

The crab fishing boat doesn't need to wait here.

If there are Emperor Crabs on the seabed, they will follow the smell of cod and enter the crab cages one by one, which can only be entered but not exited.

After waiting for 6-12 hours, the ship returns to the buoy, the crew members throw out hooks, hook the ropes floating on the sea surface, and then use the crane to pull the crab cages from the seabed onto the deck one by one.

Those buoys are the coordinates of the crab cages.

Then comes the measurement of size, sorting, and finally, based on the number of Emperor Crabs in the scout cages, they decide whether to continue lowering cages in the original location.

At this time, Neidapu looked at Qing Chen and muttered in a low voice, "I hope you won't be exhausted when you lower the cage."

Qing Chen smiled without saying anything. Old John, who controlled the crane, lifted the crab cage to the launching platform, while shouting, "Rookies, don't be distracted, be careful that the rope tied to the buoy on the crab cage gets entangled around your feet and takes you to the bottom of the sea."

One of the most dangerous things on the Barents Sea is being dragged into the sea by a crab cage.

The ropes are coiled in circles on the deck. When the ship is violently shaken by the waves, the crew may step on the ropes if they are unstable.

At this time, the crab cage is quickly falling into the seabed, and the ropes are pulled down together. If a crew member's ankle is entangled by the rope, they will enter the sea along with the crab cage.

Therefore, after all the crew members boarded the ship, Old John gave each person a dagger, meaning that if someone was entangled, a companion would have to help and quickly cut the rope.

On the Barents Sea, the only one who can save a crew member is his companion.

Qing Chen and Neidapu stood on both sides of the launching platform, pushing the crab cages into the sea until all eight sank to the bottom.

The North Pole continued to move forward, and Zhang Jian continued to search for the next place to put crab cages in the cockpit according to the nautical chart left by his father.

Six hours later, the North Pole returned to the location of the scout cages. Old John stood on the deck, threw out the hook, trying to hook the rope under the buoy, and then use the crane to lift it.

However, Old John was too old, and his strength was not as good as before, and his alcohol-damaged body kept trembling.

The waves were too big, and the ship was also constantly rising and falling, affecting Old John's accuracy.

No matter how many times he threw, it was difficult to hook the rope under the buoy.

The boat was constantly drifting. If it wasn't hooked once, Zhang Jian had to drive the boat back, which was a shame for an old sailor on a crab fishing boat. The captain had to constantly adjust the direction to hook the rope.

Qing Chen thought for a while, and said to Old John, "Shall I try?"

Old John sneered, "The rookie thinks he's capable? If you want to try, then try. Remember, don't break the buoy, otherwise the crab cage will sink to the bottom of the sea along with the buoy."

The next second, he handed the hook to Qing Chen, but Qing Chen casually threw it and hooked the rope under the balloon buoy.

Old John was stunned, "Damn it, are you really a first-timer catching crabs?"

"I've practiced javelin-like sports before," Qing Chen made up an excuse.

Old John ran to the crane, pressed the switch, and a rumbling sound came, and the winch in the crane compartment made a sound of being overloaded.

The experienced Old John immediately felt something was wrong and immediately slowed down the speed of pulling the crab cage.

The crab cage on the seabed was also constantly rising until it emerged from the sea.

However, when the rope reached the end, what emerged from the sea was not a crab cage, but a two-meter-high single-room mobile public toilet.

Even the calm Qing Chen was dumbfounded. What the hell, I've never heard of the Barents Sea producing public toilets.

Qing Chen pointed at the public toilet, "To be honest, I really can't understand why this kind of thing would appear in the Barents Sea."

On the vast sea, suddenly a mobile toilet was lifted up. Does that make sense?

However, everyone soon discovered that the door of the mobile toilet was written with a marker pen: "A gift from Killer Whale to North Pole."

Zhang Jian came out from the cockpit and roared furiously, "It must be Killer Whale's Fen'ergan!"

Killer Whale, Alps, Long Tail, the captains of these three crab fishing boats were the ones who wanted to buy the North Pole Emperor Crab fishing quota in the Walnut Bar before.

It seems that the three captains are targeting Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian explained, "This is an old prank of crab fishermen. Before going to sea, they will go to the waste recycling station and buy this kind of thing at the cheapest price, or a scrapped car, and take it to sea. If they see other crab fishing boats' buoys, they will hook up the buoys and replace other people's crab cages with this large garbage."

Old John said, "The crab cage is only 680 pounds, but this thing filled with water weighs 4,000 pounds, which is much heavier than the crab cage. They know that the North Pole is dilapidated. If the crane is overloaded, it may directly break the crane. If the crane is broken, the crab fishing boat can only return to the port to repair the crane before returning to the Barents Sea."

Qing Chen couldn't help but laugh and cry, can they still play like this?

In the past, the battles he had experienced were directly facing life and death, but now the battles are strange and bizarre.

This is a battle between crab fishermen...

But it's too cheap, the other three crab fishing boats are trying every means to cut off North Pole's financial resources.

However, this is the rule of the Barents Sea. Crab fishing boats can play a joke once, but only once.

In the past, people would hang a small toy or a broken ball at the end of the buoy. Now some vicious crab fishermen will directly use this rule to pit others until they get nothing.

"What do we do with this thing?" Qing Chen pointed to the mobile toilet on the sea.

Zhang Jian walked towards the cockpit with a gloomy Face^[-], "Remove the hook and let this thing sink to the bottom of the sea. We start fishing for other crab cages, they can only play this trick once at most."

Qing Chen imagined that if someone came to the Barents Sea to treasure hunt in a few years and suddenly found a mobile toilet standing at the bottom of the sea when exploring the seabed, what would their expression be...?

Just thinking about it is exciting.

As the remaining seven crab cages were lifted, this time Old John simply didn't touch the hook, he just watched Qing Chen accurately hook the buoys one by one.

Old John only said beside him, "Do you know, even a fifteen-year veteran sailor may not be this accurate?"

Qing Chen smiled without saying anything.

However, the blue whale didn't really bring them good luck.

Each crab cage only had seven or eight Emperor Crabs, a poor harvest.

On the Barents Sea, there are usually 25 to 30 Emperor Crabs in each scout cage, which is a good harvest, meaning they are close to the crab swarm.

If there are eighty in the crab cage, it means they are above the crab swarm.

Old John said that his highest record was 112 Emperor Crabs in one cage, and the huge Emperor Crabs almost filled the steel-welded cage.

At that time, the captain of the North Pole was Zhang Jian's father. People in the harbor often said that the clever Asian captain could always find the largest crab field in the mysterious Barents Sea every year.

Zhang Jian frowned at the harvest on the deck. The poor harvest was one thing, but a crab cage was also snatched by Killer Whale...

He seemed to be able to hear the laughter from other crab fishing boats.

There is a tradition in the Walnut Bar. There are a total of nine crab fishing boats in the Amsterdam port. Every year the captains will place bets, one thousand euros each, and whoever completes their quota first will get the remaining eight captains' eighty thousand euros, which will be distributed to the crew.

The boss of the Walnut Bar stays at the port and is specifically responsible for observing the weighing of the cargo hold of each crab fishing boat.

This is also why the captains like to go to the Walnut Bar, crab fishing also has a prize.

The crew members will also work hard for this prize, knowing that they can get an extra ten thousand euros per person, which is equivalent to getting an extra one hundred thousand yuan for nothing.

However, Zhang Jian didn't mention this to Qing Chen and Yang Yang because his ten thousand euros were basically like throwing water into the sea...

At this time, Yang Yang suddenly said, "When we sailed into the depths of the Barents Sea after putting down the scout cages, there was a very good place."

Zhang Jian looked at Yang Yang and patiently explained to his few crew members, "Crab fishing is not that simple. It's not as simple as looking at a place you like and putting down the crab cages. You need to know that Emperor Crabs are concentrated on the continental shelf in this season, and the activities of crab swarms also have specific patterns."

Neidapu also gave them a cold look, "Don't think that because you throw the hook well, you can make suggestions on the boat at will. Sailors just do the work of sailors."

Yang Yang smiled and didn't speak anymore.

Only Qing Chen thoughtfully looked at Yang Yang and whispered, "Has your perception range expanded?"

Yang Yang whispered, "It has expanded to 300 meters."

Qing Chen nodded, no wonder the girl suddenly spoke.

"Is the crab swarm you found large?" Qing Chen asked.

Yang Yang nodded, "It's densely packed."

Emperor Crabs are concentrated in the area of 270 meters deep, which can be covered by Yang Yang's perception range.

This Yang Yang is a humanoid self-propelled radar! Where she says there are crab swarms, there are!

However, they are not related to Zhang Jian and others, and they didn't really come to catch crabs.

Now that they have successfully boarded the ship, they will do whatever Zhang Jian and Old John instruct them to do. Qing Chen is only waiting for a storm.

According to the weather forecast, there will be a strong hurricane of more than 60 knots from the north in four days, and that may be an opportunity.

However, at this moment, Old John suddenly looked at Yang Yang and said, "Where is the place you mentioned, we can put down a few scout cages."

Zhang Jian wanted to say something, but he heard Old John continue, "We have just gone to sea, no one knows where the crab field is, everyone is trying to find it aimlessly, so it's okay to throw a few scout cages according to their preferences."

At this moment, Old John, with 20 years of crab fishing experience, although only a sailor, was more like a captain...

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