As a Fisherman, My Fish Can Level Up

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 Cuttlefish: I really don’t have a drop left

A “ding” sounded as the spear pierced right through the gill of the Black Hair Fish and collided with the rocks, creating a noise upon impact.

This Black Hair Fish wasn’t big, but its stomach was swollen, probably weighing about a pound.

After similarly processing it by bleeding, Chu Mingcheng used a live fish buckle to secure it through the gills, keeping it nearby for the time being.

The spear turned out to be a good purchase. Although not as convenient as a fish gun, it was much more useful than a lasso.

Successfully hunting the Black Hair Fish made Chu Mingcheng realize how he should use the spear to hunt fish.

This time, he no longer limited himself to the rocky areas by the shore but expanded his search range.

Black Sea Bream… too small, let it grow!

Sea Bass… not big either!

On the right side, within an open stretch of water, five or six large red fish suddenly appeared in Chu Mingcheng’s line of sight. Target locked!

Chu Mingcheng immediately pursued them quickly, driving the fish.

The school of fish was startled and scattered instantly. The biggest one among them was heading toward the deep sea; seeing this, he immediately followed.

Fish can’t maintain a high-speed swimming state continuously. It sensed that it had escaped the hunter and started slowing down.

Just as it stopped, it discovered the hunter had suddenly appeared on its left side, scaring it into turning tail and running.

Chu Mingcheng successfully changed the fish’s direction of escape; this time, it was heading towards the coast.

In this situation, he didn’t chase at full speed as before, but dangled behind it.

Anytime the fish thought about changing direction, he would wave his diving stick and continue to drive the fish towards the shore.

This method of herding fish into traps has been used by many fishermen since the last century.

Even now in Japan, they still drive schools of fish into nets, but they dive with oxygen cylinders and move even slower.

Unlike Chu Mingcheng, who swam fast, the fish simply could not escape and ended up being driven into the rocky area.

Once there, since he was guarding the outside, the fish could only swim around inside, not daring to venture out.

Whenever it showed a tendency to leave, Chu Mingcheng would appear in front of it to block its path.

In this situation, he was in no rush to use the spear for hunting.

As a hunter, what was needed was ample patience. The fish was still spooked and on high alert, so he couldn’t approach it.

He could only wait for it to calm down, which would then be his time to act.

This waiting lasted for twenty minutes.

The fish had been clinging to a rock on the left side and hadn’t moved much for five or six minutes. Chu Mingcheng then slowly swam over.

The spear was ready, “swoosh~”

A distinct sensation of piercing flesh came; the fish’s struggling movements stirred up the sediment, partly obstructing Chu Mingcheng’s view.

He pressed hard against the spear, not allowing the fish to escape. @@novelbin@@

This fish was large, visually not smaller than the last green spot he had caught, weighing at least ten pounds.

Only such a big fish made him willing to spend nearly half an hour to capture it.

Once the struggling motion of the fish weakened, Chu Mingcheng first bled it; the fish blood in the green sea water wasn’t red, but black.

After bleeding the fish, Chu Mingcheng took out the fish buckle and secured it.

After the lengthy pursuit, he had recognized this fish as a Red Friend Fish, scientifically named Purple Red Snapper.

This fish could grow over a meter long and weigh more than thirty pounds, though such a size was rare even in the deep sea.

Chu Mingcheng temporarily left the area; the blood of the Red Friend Fish should attract some ferocious fish. He would come back later to check.

Handling this Red Friend Fish took quite some time; he swam to the surface to breathe and then observed his location.

Chasing around in the water made him lose much of his sense of direction, knowing only the general direction of the shore.

It was only when he surfaced that he realized he had unwittingly drifted almost two hundred meters from the landing spot.

As for his physical strength, it was still good for now; he didn’t feel very tired. And even if he was tired, he had life conversion, so there was no need to worry.

Chu Mingcheng adjusted his direction and swam towards the deep water area.

There were too few big fish along the coast; the chances of encountering big fish were much higher in the deep water area.

Having swum about three hundred meters, Chu Mingcheng encountered a group of Blue Spot Mackerel streaking past in front of him.

Upon seeing them, he didn’t even think about chasing them. Chasing Red Friend Fish was doable, but Mackerel were out of the question, unless he had a high-powered propeller.

As he watched the Mackerel swim away, Chu Mingcheng looked down and found a large Cuttlefish indifferently swimming beneath him.

“Brother Cuttlefish, how about changing your location to my pot?”

Chu Mingcheng turned around and swiftly pursued.

Sensing the approaching danger, the Cuttlefish didn’t flee like the fish but instead slowed down, hiding beside a rock, even changing its color to match the rock.

This might fool its natural predators, but it was useless against humans; its stopping made it even easier for Chu Mingcheng to hunt.

Slowly approaching, he raised his spear and aimed at the target, then thrust it quickly.

“Plop~”

Ink to the face. Chu Mingcheng was slightly surprised; he had actually missed.

The Cuttlefish frantically fled, still spraying ink to cover itself, not realizing that it was actually revealing its location.

With a light kick of his legs, Chu Mingcheng burst out from the ink and immediately spotted the Cuttlefish not far away.

But he didn’t rush to catch up. Instead, he kept his distance, following it until he saw the Cuttlefish hide again in a crevice of the rocks.

Chu Mingcheng swam over, laid on the rock, and peered down to spot the Cuttlefish. Once sure, he aimed with his spear and thrust again.

The familiar black mist spread out; he waved his left hand to disperse the ink.

The sensation from the spear in his right hand told him that he had successfully speared the Cuttlefish.

However, he didn’t reach to grab the Cuttlefish out immediately like before, but waited until there was less ink and then moved the spear.

The Cuttlefish, in pain, continued to spray ink…

After it stopped, Chu Mingcheng moved again…

Cuttlefish: I spray!

Chu Mingcheng: I move again.

Cuttlefish: That’s it, that’s it, stop moving.

Chu Mingcheng: Really?

Cuttlefish: Really, really; there isn’t a drop left.

Chu Mingcheng: Little buddy, you’re running a bit low!

Cuttlefish: …

Assured that the Cuttlefish was exhausted, Chu Mingcheng then picked it up and hooked it.

Cuttlefish aren’t expensive, but they are delicious, perfect for entertaining guests in the evening.

As for the Red Friend Fish, they would definitely be sold, perhaps fetching a thousand yuan!

As the afternoon passed, the hooks finally filled, and Chu Mingcheng, pulling the tens of kilograms of fish he caught, felt the strain. He put away his spear and headed back to the shore.

The afternoon’s catch was much better than the morning’s.

After hunting the Cuttlefish, he speared two Yellowfin Snappers, each weighing just over two pounds, and three Black Sea Breams, about two pounds each.

He chased down four sea bass to a rocky corner, spearing three of them, each weighing over three pounds.

One was a bit small, probably just over a pound, particularly saved by Chu Mingcheng for the evening meal.

There were also several scallops and sea snails, and he caught two plump swimming crabs. Unfortunately, he didn’t encounter any more lobsters; they were too scarce.

When Chu Mingcheng emerged on shore with his catch, a breeze hit him, causing him to shiver instantly.

At the same time, a tremendous wave of exhaustion swept over his body, making him feel as weak and sore as if he had spent a day shopping with a woman.

Indeed, he had been too reckless, relying on his effortless swimming abilities to roam around all afternoon, even frequently chasing after fish.

He even went ashore once during that time to put the previously caught fish into a cooler box with crushed ice that he had prepared.

If he hadn’t tired to death in the water, it was all thanks to the powerful ability given by Golden Finger.

Chu Mingcheng quickly used the Life Transformation, and although he did not completely eliminate his fatigue, he felt much better.

He hurriedly placed the fish from the hooks into the cooler box in the trunk of his car, then grabbed a towel to dry off and changed clothes inside the vehicle.