LRAB Chapter 280 The Fish Almost Escaped
Chapter 280 The Fish Almost Escaped
Archer stood on the deck of the ship, fishing rod in hand, casting the hook into the vast ocean.
After the fishing hook fell into the sea, time seemed to slow down. A full ten minutes passed without any reaction.
Archer frowned, his eyes fixed on the sea, a little puzzled in his heart.
At this time, the sea surface was still teeming with knife fish, rising and falling in an endless stream.
These knife fish dart freely through the seawater, their silvery-gray bodies shimmering with a metallic sheen in the sunlight. Their fins nimbly paddle through the water, creating tiny ripples.
"Brother Che, you're not in the Air Force, are you?!"
Ah-Dai's voice came from the side.
Ah-Dai's knife fish was already grilled, and an enticing aroma filled the air.
He held half a fish in each hand, eating it heartily with gusto, his cheeks bulging like a greedy little hamster.
He would occasionally stop chewing and peer into the sea with a look of curiosity and doubt on his face, but the fishing hook seemed to have been forgotten by the sea, and he never caught a fish.
Upon hearing Ah-Dai's words, Archer appeared calm on the surface, holding the fishing rod firmly with both hands and his back straight, looking completely unhurried. However, inside he was panicking, his heart pounding in his chest, and he was extremely worried that he wouldn't be able to catch any fish.
Archer thought to himself, "It would be embarrassing if I couldn't catch any fish."
Ten minutes later, the sea level began to calm down.
As if an invisible hand had soothed the restlessness of the sea, the once numerous and undulating knife fish had almost disappeared.
Only slight ripples remained on the sea surface. The scraps and bits of meat that had been floating on the surface must have been eaten clean by the knife fish, leaving only an empty expanse of sea.
Wu Heyi could now see the look of barely hanging on Archer's face.
Archer's eyes were already showing some anxiety, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his lips were unconsciously pursed slightly.
Wu Heyi beckoned to his personal maid, who was dressed in an elegant long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind. She respectfully walked up to Wu Heyi.
After Wu Heyi whispered a few words in her ear, she hurriedly left.
The maid moved with light steps, like a gentle breeze across the deck, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. After a while, she returned to the deck, carefully carrying a bowl of golden bait.
The bait emitted a unique aroma, as if it were a blend of the essence of various deep-sea fish, and under the sunlight, its golden light shone even more brightly.
This time, Wu Heyi personally poured all the newly prepared bait into the sea.
The moment the bait touched the surface of the sea, as if by magic, the once calm sea surface was ignited like a flame, and thousands of knife fish began to leap and tumble in an instant.
Their silhouettes crisscrossed in the seawater, and the splashes of water from their tails formed glistening droplets in the sunlight.
But Archer's fishing rod remained unmoved and unresponsive, standing there like a lifeless stick, a stark contrast to the bustling scene around him.
Wu Heyi refused to believe it and strode forward, snatching the fishing rod from Archer's hand. He wanted to pull the fishing line to make the hook move in the sea like a bait.
The valiant Wu Heyi gripped his fishing rod tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed intently on the sea.
As soon as Wu Heyi started fiddling with the fishing line, he suddenly realized that the fishing line clip he had made had come loose sometime earlier.
The fishing line was being pulled away very quickly. It was thin, like a fragile thread, and its movement was not noticeable in the light. If you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice it.
However, Archer's fishing skills were very rusty, and he hadn't noticed this point before.
If the buckle doesn't come off, under normal circumstances, the entire fishing rod will vibrate very strongly the moment a fish is hooked, as if it's electrified, trembling continuously from top to bottom. This is the moment anglers look forward to the most.
However, if this situation is not detected in time, it could lead to two very extreme outcomes.
Either the fishing line is completely snapped, and the fish will instantly disappear into the vast ocean, swimming freely and unharmed.
Either the fishing line is tightened only at the last moment, but the distance between the fish and the angler will be very large. This tug-of-war becomes a test of the fishing line's quality, as the fish's powerful strength may exceed the line's limits.
Fortunately, Wu Heyi noticed it early. He reacted quickly, steadily controlling the fishing rod with both hands and slowly reeling in the fishing line.
His movements were very gentle, as if he were handling a rare treasure.
After only 30 rotations, Wu Heyi suddenly felt the opponent's intense pulling force, as if a huge force was hidden in the deep sea and suddenly burst out.
The force traveled along the fishing line to Wu Heyi's hand, causing his arm to go slightly numb.
Watching Wu Heyi's actions, Archer belatedly realized that his fishing rod had caught a fish that morning, and he immediately became very anxious.
He nervously rubbed his hands together, his eyes wide, his gaze fixed on the fishing rod, his body leaning forward as if trying to transfer his strength to the rod.
Wu Heyi discovered that the fish was quite strong, and it was pulling very consciously, not trying to break free by brute force.
This fish is like a seasoned veteran, knowing when to exert force and when to relax.
Wu Heyi smiled and put the fishing rod back in Archer's hand. He then explained in detail how to play the fish, his voice steady and powerful. After that, he sat back down to eat his grilled fish.
After Archer took the fishing rod, he clearly felt the kind of pulling that Wu Heyi had described.
He adjusted his posture, standing firmly on the deck with his feet, leaning back slightly to counteract the force of the fish.
After realizing he had caught a fish, Archer's entire demeanor changed; he was like someone on a battlefield.
His eyes were firm, like a warrior about to go into battle, his face full of seriousness and earnestness.
When his opponent tried to challenge him, he showed no sign of weakness, biting his lower lip tightly and holding back his strength.
Archer goes around and around in circles, then goes around and around in circles, pulling back and forth like this.
His arms were already aching from the prolonged exertion, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.
In just two hours, Archer had reeled in almost all of the fishing line he had let out, and the fish that had been struggling with him had slowly swum to a position where he could see it clearly.
Everyone was very curious about what such a smart fish looked like, so they leaned over the deck railing and looked down.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation, and they craned their necks, clinging tightly to the fence.
What I found was astonishing – it was an incredibly long knife fish, estimated to be sixteen or seventeen meters long.
Its body is long and agile, and its scales are like exquisite armor, one after another, emitting a cold light.
It continued to resist in the water, its huge tail thrashing violently, causing the surrounding seawater to churn and churn.
Based on his experience, Wu Heyi estimated that this fish's cultivation level was no less than 5 years. With such a long period of cultivation, it's no wonder it's so intelligent and powerful.