"Set the nets, let’s finish this batch and head back, it’s getting late."
The dark-skinned young man clearly had so authority among the crew of these fishing boats.
After he gave the order, the other crew mbers imdiately set about preparing the net thodically.
"Setting nets" is a type of fishing gear commonly used dostically.
It is a large net comprised of a web and cords.
Two boats need to hold the ends of the net, drop it into the sea, encircle the fish, and gradually tighten the circle, finally pulling the bottom cord to seize the catch in one go.
It is mainly used to corral dense mid-to-upper-level fish.
But apparently, the fishern aboard the two boats were unaware that directly below them, a human was diving into the sea to fish.
They worked together, skillfully lowering the net into the sea.
Whoa—
The water churned with the movent of the net, creating noticeable waves.
As the fishing boat adjusted its angle and sped up, the net, over a kiloter in diater, gradually spread out in the sea, enclosing a large number of mid-to-upper-level fish.
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At this mont.
Underwater.
Wang Ye, perceiving the sonar’s ultrasound waves, suddenly felt a pang in his heart, sensing a bad on.
With his current perception ability, he could easily detect ultrasound waves unnoticeable to humans.
Wang Ye hesitated no longer, promptly utilizing his tactile perception ability to sense the surrounding vibrations in the seawater.
Just as expected, a highly dense fishing net appeared at a rapid falling pace within a few hundred ters around him, blocking his path.
"Damn it, they mistook for fish."
Wang Ye didn’t want to be scooped up naked along with a bunch of fish.
That would be too embarrassing.
Without hesitation, he swam downward.
Because, in the structure of the net, only the unretracted lower end had a chance to escape.
Once the crew started pulling up the lower cord, he would have no choice but to be socially dead.
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On the ship at the mont, the dark-skinned young man was observing the movent of the water closely.
As timing gradually matured, he swiftly issued another order.
"Uncle, prep the lines!"
"Line prep, hurry! Be quick-handed!"
The rough old man referred to as uncle imdiately commanded the other fishern to prep the line.
The electric reel on the fishing boat began to gradually pull the net, and as the lower cord tightened, enormous amounts of shallow sea fish and shrimp were fully enveloped by the net, leaving them no chance to escape.
The fishern evidently were quite experienced. After retrieving the lines, the winch was promptly activated.
After all, the longer the net stayed in the seabed, the greater the risk and more small fish would escape through the net holes.
The winch on the boat started to lift slowly.
The space within the net shrank little by little, forcibly drawn toward the sea surface.
Countless fish sensed the enclosing space and began to swim frantically.
At the mont,
Wang Ye couldn’t escape in ti, surrounded by countless panicked, erratically swimming fish and shrimp, he couldn’t help but curse:
"Damn, it’s all fish!"
"Stop ssing around, pulling up the net so quickly to rush ho? Really aiming to haul up like fish? No way, I’ve got to take asures."
He imdiately swam to the edge of the net. He began to tear at the net’s ropes with all his might.
The material of the rope was quite tough, considering it was ant to catch large quantities of fish in the sea, durability was naturally a necessary trait.
Yet Wang Ye’s muscle strength had grown quite formidable; his forearms bulged with muscular veins, exerting thousands of pounds of lateral tearing force.
The fishing net snapped with a "crack," predictably breaking open a giant hole.
Wang Ye swiftly swam out of the net and exhaled in relief.
When he turned back, he saw massive amounts of fish and shrimp constantly swim out through the hole he tore open.
Initially weighing a few hundred pounds of fish and shrimp, just a short mont later, there were only about a hundred pounds left.
"Seems like these fishern will suffer quite a financial loss."
Wang Ye didn’t exactly feel sympathy.
After all, the fishern acted first.
Protecting himself was quite the normal act.
He couldn’t possibly watch the net fish him up, could he?
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At this ti, the man referred to as uncle on the fishing boat squinted his eyes.
He almost instinctively sensed from the tremor of the winch that sothing was wrong with the net, showcasing his rich experience and sharp insight.
"Ziyang, there seems to be a problem with the net!"
"What is it, uncle? Is the net tangled then?" The young man called Ziyang was still focusing on the sonar screen. The sonar showed a noticeably larger "big fish" than other fish and shrimp at the seafloor.
"No, co take a look." The rough old man gestured, gravely saying, "It appears the net was hooked and torn by sothing... the weight of the net is decreasing, quite a bit of fish and shrimp must have escaped through the hole."
"Torn? But there’s no reef or whale down there; how could it be hooked and torn?"
Ziyang imdiately stood up, controlled the winch, and lifted the net.
But the result was as expected. The net had already been torn out, a huge hole, within which few fish and shrimp remained, about forty or fifty pounds. Of course, it was not the fish and shrimp that were the biggest loss, but the net itself. A net this large in area, the raw materials and cost are worth thousands if not tens of thousands of bucks.
Looking at the torn net before him.
Ziyang couldn’t help but reveal a hint of disappointnt.
Under such circumstances, he could only resign to fate since the seabed always had unforeseeable incidents.
Yet sothing seed off,
He recalled the "big fish" detected by the sonar earlier and suddenly spoke up:
"Wait here for , I’m going to swim down and take a look."
"Ziyang, be careful, perhaps a shark bit into the net."
"This kind of hole wouldn’t be made by a shark bite; perhaps there’s a human down there." Ziyang shook his head.
"A human? Soone’s diving underwater this late?" The rough old fisherman was skeptical: "Moreover, with the quality of our nets, ripping such a big hole in a short ti with tools isn’t simple. Unless they’re using a power saw or sothing."
"We’ll find out if we take a look."
Ziyang donned the diving light, tied a rope to himself, and then swiftly jumped into the sea.
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