The Top Fishing
Chapter 611 - 265: The Giant Parrotfish_3

Chapter 611: Chapter 265: The Giant Parrotfish_3

After a brief greeting, the speedboat started and continued upstream.

About ten minutes later, the speedboat stopped at a section of the river.

Lin Yang glanced over the surrounding terrain and then controlled the drone to ascend, providing everyone with an aerial view of the terrain.

As Uncle Victor had said, it indeed resembled the shape of a gourd’s mouth—where the water flow sped up upon reaching this area. Not far downstream, towards the east in the middle, there was a small island in the center of the river, dense with many trees that had likely been there for many years.

It was precisely because of this island’s terrain that a slow-flowing area was created on this side.

At the juncture where the oxygen-rich swift water met the slow-moving water, there lay a natural fish-holding spot. Lin Yang didn’t need to use his skills to check the aquatic conditions to make this judgment.

The speedboat moved against the flow and stopped near the downstream area of the island on the east bank. Uncle Victor directly anchored the boat.

"There are plenty of whitefish in this area, give it a try, you should have a good catch."

Lin Yang nodded, his gaze sweeping across the large area in front of him, just in time to see a large Qiao jump out of the water a short distance away, at least a meter long! It must have been startled by the speedboat!

This point has potential, definitely big fish here!

Those who had experience with net fishing or pump fishing would know something special about fish: they appear calm when swimming in water, but this is just a common misconception.

If the water level in a stagnant pond keeps dropping or if nets trap the fish in a small area, most species of fish will desperately try to escape, leaping half a meter or even a meter out of the water.

Besides these life-and-death situations, fish in the water, if in high density and disturbed by unconventional sounds or visuals, might also jump out to escape.

What Lin Yang and his group were witnessing was based on this very principle.

"Look everyone, the spot Uncle Victor brought us to is really good, this big guy must be almost a meter long, right?"

"The fish are jumping out of the water, the density here must be high!"

"Upstairs +1."

"With this terrain, this density, I boldly predict, the host is going to hit the jackpot today!"

Lin Yang smiled and glanced at the reel in his hand, chose a southwest direction that was farther from the spot where the big fish had jumped, and coordinated the movement of his arm and wrist to cast the first rod.

The lure hit the water, and he was slightly surprised. The depth of this water area was much shallower than the previous location, determined by the time the lure hit the bottom, the surrounding area of the lure’s landing spot was only about two or three meters deep.

After the first cast tested the waters, Lin Yang also noticed a bit of aquatic vegetation hooked on the tri-hook.

Alright, this area basically covered all bases—dissolved oxygen, food, safety, water temperature, it would be hard not to have fish here.

Casually pulling off the aquatic vegetation from the tri-hook, he repeated the maneuver, casting the lure again.

With a baseline established through the previous cast, this rod began searching for a potential fish layer starting from the mid-water level.

Counting silently to ten in his heart, he teased the rod tip slightly, allowing the lure to break away from its vertical descent, appearing to accelerate slightly horizontally underwater.

It was this small motion that had just finished when, before Lin Yang could even continue reeling in, he felt a weight on the rod tip—there was a fish on the hook.

This strike’s force was similar to the previous nearly mile-level Qiao, but since the water was shallower, the resistance when pulling it up was much less.

After the strike, Lin Yang calmly adjusted the drag wheel, stabilizing the fish’s situation before beginning to reel it in steadily.

"Look everyone, after finding the right spot, the first rod was a hit! It feels good, it should be a large Qiao." Lin Yang called out, his initial excitement now much calmer.

The Qiao in the shallows didn’t have much room to escape. There were some aquatic plants underwater, but they didn’t hinder his reeling in, and after a few back-and-forth dashes, the fish gradually tired out and was pulled above the water surface.

The slender body and the silver-white scales confirmed a not-so-small Qiao fish.

Having seen the length of the previous fish, Lin Yang now had a reference, shook his head slightly, and somewhat dissatisfied, said, "Estimating the body length, it’s still a bit short of a meter, alas!"

Hearing him complain like this, the chat room viewers instantly got agitated, comparing his behavior to feeding bears with Emperor Crabs—it wasn’t very hurtful, but extremely instigating.

"Pfft, listen to this guy! Even a sub-meter Qiao counts as a dream fish species, alright?"

"I strongly despise the host who plays coy after getting a bargain. Such a big Qiao, if I could ever catch one in my lifetime, I’d gladly die three years sooner."

"Despising the host +1, I was fortunate to catch a mile-level Qiao at Qiandao Lake. After returning, among the local anglers, my status skyrocketed, and I became a distinguished guest in the tackle shop."

"Too damn real, officially jealous, I need to save up to go fishing in Russia. Damn it, I might skip the Emperor Crabs, but I have to fulfill the dream of catching a mile-level Qiao!"

Lin Yang casually used a large fish controller to lock the fish’s mouth and lifted the fish onto the boat, partnering with Yue’er to measure, 88cm, indeed, slightly shorter than the last one.

"Size 88cm, another one to take back and eat, below a meter, no catch-and-release treatment." Lin Yang didn’t care about the taunts from the chat room viewers anymore and casually tossed the Qiao into the live fish box.

In the following efforts, Lin Yang patiently searched the surrounding area within fifty meters of the fishing boat and caught three more Qiao.

The density of Qiao exceeded everyone’s expectations, but the mile-level Qiao that Lin Yang longed for still didn’t show up.