As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: The fish is not giving its all!

Following Chu Mingcheng’s guidance, the fish made a wide loop before finally arriving in front of the small boat.

“Everyone sit tight, I’m going to start locking the drag.”

To avoid any accidents from catching them by surprise, he kindly reminded everyone.

Then, Chu Mingcheng slowly locked the drag on the electric reel.

Afterward, the small boat, which had been moving leisurely, began to be pulled by the fish under the incredulous stares of Jiang Yuqi and the assistant, but the boatman did not release the throttle and instead slowed down to control the boat’s direction.

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Ensuring that the stern didn’t end up front from Chu Mingcheng’s shifting weight and get dragged along.

“Could it be a big golden spearfish? It feels like it’s at least 200 kilograms, maybe even 250,” the boatman said, surprised at the speed at which the small boat was being pulled.

Fishing for golden spearfish usually occurs from June to September; they shouldn’t really be encountered at this time.

Meeting a big flagfish was a possibility, but he hoped it wasn’t the case, for flagfish were dangerous, known to attack humans.

“Golden spearfish! Flagfish!” Jiang Yuqi suddenly got excited at the mention, but then remembered she had already bought that big bin diao, and felt a pang of regret.

The fish wouldn’t stay fresh for long, and she had already reached her budget’s red alert for the month, so she had to let it go.

At this point, Chu Mingcheng had no attention to spare for wondering what kind of fish was below. He held the fishing rod, bracing his feet against the threshold of the boat, fighting hard against the fish!

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All he could do now was to exhaust the fish’s stamina and wait for the moment it stopped.

But the boat’s speed slowly increased, reaching a steady state, showing no sign of stopping.

Although it was not very fast, it was still quite incredible considering there were four people on board and the small boat was five or six meters long.

The commotion had already attracted the attention of other small boats; the boatmen steered away from Chu Mingcheng’s boat, giving him space in case they needed to swerve to avoid a collision.

The anglers on those boats looked on with envy; only a really big fish could keep pulling a boat like that!

The fish was now heading away from the Sky, and turning back, one could see that the once huge Sky now appeared only the size of a regular truck.

Chu Mingcheng, fearing the fish was too big to be pulled up later, tried to stay close to the Sky so that the crane on the Sky could lift the fish up.

So he began to try to pull the fishing rod to the left side of the boat; his seat was at the rear left side of the boat.

However, as he tugged, the fish moved slightly to the left, causing the whole small boat to start turning sharply.

But the consequence was that the entire weight of the boat shifted to the left, raising the right side several centimeters.

This frightened the boatman, who quickly steered to maintain the boat’s stability, and shouted, “Don’t pull, don’t pull, let it run straight. We can adjust the direction once it gets tired.”

Chu Mingcheng himself was startled and quickly re-adjusted his center of gravity.

If it was just him, he wouldn’t have worried if the boat capsized, but with more than one person on board, he had to be mindful of everyone’s safety.

This also made Chu Mingcheng realize that if the fish suddenly swam left, there was the risk of capsizing the boat.

He then reopened the drag slightly, hoping to use the momentum of the line being pulled out to slowly stand up and walk toward the front to sit at the bow of the boat.

After taking his position at the bow, he locked the drag again and tried to change the direction by pulling the fish.

Just as he thought, moving to the bow shifted the overall center of gravity and direction to the front, which wouldn’t cause the boat to flip.

So Chu Mingcheng began to steer the fish towards the direction of the Sky. If it still had the strength, he would let it circle in the nearby waters so as not to interfere with the other small boats trolling.

At the same time, he started to manually crank the handle, trying to reel in the line and shorten the distance between him and the fish.

When he got tired, he pressed the electric button, letting the electric reel take in some line. He would turn it on for a few seconds and then off to prevent overheating from the overload.

Time flew by, and half an hour passed.

Chu Mingcheng’s breathing had become a lot heavier, and even though trolling is relatively easy, it still depends on the level of the fish.

If a fish is capable of pulling a small boat seating four people non-stop, there’s no way the fish at the bottom could be small.

But now the fish seemed to finally feel tired, its speed slowed down a lot, and Chu Mingcheng took the opportunity to press the electric button to reel in the line, continuing to close the distance.

Maybe knowing the curiosity of the people on board, the big fish that had been stubbornly rushing ahead now very considerately leaped out of the water, displaying its beautiful form.

“Holy shit!”X2

Chu Mingcheng and the deckhand couldn’t help but blurt out, and Jiang Yuqi was also staring, somewhat dumbfounded.

If it were a Big gold spearfish, they wouldn’t be too surprised, just excited.

But what surfaced was a Red snapper measuring more than two meters long, and that was indeed surprising, considering that such huge Red snappers are rarer than Golden Spearfish and Flagfish.

But come to think of it, it’s right, as a Golden Spearfish or Flagfish over two meters long wouldn’t possibly be exhausted in just half an hour.

If they were similar in size, dragging their boat, they could run for more than two hours, and endurance just isn’t comparable.

However, the Red Snapper still had energy at this point, and they were now quite close to Sky, guessing that the scene of the fish leaping and splashing water must have been seen by everyone on the boat in this direction.

At this moment, as the distance between the boat and the fish closed, Chu Mingcheng could more easily control the direction of the fish with his rod.

Fishing without showboating is meaningless!

He tugged at the rod, controlled the direction of the fish, and started circling around Sky.

Amidst the stunned expressions of the anglers on Sky, Chu Mingcheng held the fishing rod proudly as the big fish towed him right before their eyes.

“F**k, this guy is just showing off!” A fellow angler cursed while not forgetting to capture the moment with a camera.

This rare spectacle of a fish pulling a boat also led to the remaining two dinghies on board being booked by anglers.

The boat owner was standing on the deck by now, watching Chu Mingcheng strut past him, unable to suppress his laughter. @@novelbin@@

He wasn’t afraid of Chu Mingcheng catching a big fish; he was afraid that his customers wouldn’t catch any.

If the anglers don’t catch fish, the boat’s reputation will decline.

In this era of the internet, once word gets out that people can’t catch fish on this boat, who would want to spend such unwarranted money!

Not to mention the distance, even now, the remaining two dinghies on Sky have been rented out.

With six small boats out on the sea at the moment, each at 500 yuan per hour, he could earn around ten thousand just from the dinghy fees this afternoon.

The boat owner suddenly felt like Chu Mingcheng was his lucky star; considering offering him a discount on the boat hire to attract him to come back next time.

Chu Mingcheng had no idea of the boat owner’s thoughts; he was just having fun. But as he continued to walk the fish, he noticed the boat slowing down—the fish seemed to be out of energy.

He had only done half a circle so far, and it had been only about twenty minutes!

However, as he continued to reel in, he found the Red Snapper being pulled to the water’s surface, flipping belly-up, seemingly defeated.

The deckhand gestured with the gaff, found that the dinghy was too small: “How about I move the boat next to Sky and use the crane to lift it up?”

Chu Mingcheng hadn’t walked enough, but it was a pity the fish no longer had the strength, so he had to give up.

The deckhand restarted the thruster and reversed the boat towards Sky.

Shouting out my friend’s book “Tokyo: Something Is Wrong with This Role-Playing Game”

Friends who like this kind of book can check it out.