Chapter 207: The Bait Bucket Brought by the Sea Snake (Begging for Traffic)

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the umbrella fabric. Qin Yun opened his eyes. He pushed aside the umbrella fabric, stood on the beacon block, stretched, checked the time, and immediately started the livestream.

In the morning light, through the camera, his muscle lines seemed to shimmer. The viewers entering the livestream saw this as their very first scene.

"Drooling, Qin-ye's frame is damn fine."

"So handsome, perfect lines, full of power."

"Qin-ye's girlfriend eats so well, jealous."

"Good morning, friends." Qin Yun smiled at the camera, his tone relaxed. "Although the beacon block drifted with the waves last night and kept swaying, it didn't affect me too much, and I didn't run into any danger."

"Yesterday, thanks to the Snickers and Red Bull, my energy for the day was still quite sufficient. But from now on, all my energy sources have to be obtained by myself—every meal, three times a day. And as time goes on day by day, the difficulties I face will only grow greater."

After speaking, Qin Yun checked the distiller.

"Quite a bit of fresh water accumulated in the umbrella bag yesterday. I'll use this water first to wake up the various functions of my body. Then, I'll refill the Red Bull bottle with seawater."

"Today my core task is just one thing: solving the food problem." Qin Yun held the fresh water in his mouth for a moment before swallowing. "This simple distiller accumulates fresh water slowly, but meeting my basic drinking needs is no problem."

Refilling the bottle with seawater, Qin Yun continued: "Don't look at me now, all vigorous and fierce, but as time passes, I'll grow weaker and weaker—that can't be helped."

As he spoke, he had the drone sweep across the vast sea. The boundless ocean view was magnificent, but it also marked that there really was no one here—a glance revealed nothing but sea, endless sea. The intense loneliness, even through the screen, was suffocating.

"For breakfast, I plan to catch some mullet and sardines with the net bag."

He took the net bag and, without the slightest hesitation, jumped straight into the sea. The early morning seawater wasn't very cold yet.

"The surface seawater temperature is probably around twenty degrees. In about another hour, it'll rise to over thirty."

While speaking, he lowered the net bag into the sea, and stood holding the umbrella rope, waiting quietly.

The net bag slowly sank, swaying ceaselessly with the rise and fall.

"The vast majority of sea fish are extremely nearsighted. They're especially sensitive to moving objects, so although my net bag is crude, because it keeps undulating with the seawater, it can still attract some nearby fish to come investigate."

He glanced at the umbrella rope in his hand and the net bag not far away, and smiled: "Do you know why most fish are nearsighted?"

"No idea, Qin-ye, enlighten us."

"Those eyeballs just don't look like they can see clearly."

"I only remember fish eyes have a 360-degree view with no blind spots."

"Spit it out, less nonsense."

Qin Yun didn't dawdle, and explained directly: "Human eyes can focus, but fish can't. They have fixed spherical lenses that can only shift forward and backward to adjust focus, and the focal length is extremely short. The vast majority of fish can only see clearly about a meter away—anything farther is blurry."

"But it's not entirely like that. Here, in the open ocean, fish like swordfish and tuna have excellent vision—they can see dozens of meters away. However, although many fish are nearsighted, just as a fan said earlier, their field of vision has almost no corners, and the small pores on both sides of their bodies can sense water vibrations and pressure, comparable to radar."

Just as he was speaking, the umbrella rope in his hand suddenly jerked, and a slight force tugged the net bag farther away.

A hint of delight crossed his face: "Haha, breakfast is settled."

He yanked hard, pulling the net bag toward him, left hand over right, quickly grabbing one end of the net bag and lifting it from the sea. But the moment he saw clearly what was inside the net bag, his expression changed instantly.

"Holy shit!"

The viewers in the livestream now also saw clearly what was in the net bag—it was unmistakably a snake, mottled with patterns, about a meter long. It wasn't large, but suddenly seeing something like this in the sea startled everyone.

"Damn, there are snakes in this ocean? What the hell."

"Scared the hell out of me."

"Hahahaha, Qin-ye's breakfast is here."

"OMG."

"Jesus!!"

Qin Yun quickly tossed the net bag far away, then pushed hard with both hands and returned to the beacon block, though his grip on the umbrella rope remained tight.

"Damn, gave me a fright—it was a sea snake, and a highly venomous banded sea krait at that. One bite from this thing is fatal. It's very aggressive and likes to approach floating objects. Luckily it didn't show up last night, otherwise it would've been really troublesome."

The thought alone was chilling—even though Qin Yun's abilities were extraordinary now, a bite while sleeping would've been the end.

"Some friends are asking why there are snakes in the sea. The main reason is the climate of the Indian Ocean—it's very suitable for their survival. But normally, sea snakes shouldn't appear in this current sea area. They mostly stay active within waters a hundred meters deep, while I'm in true deep sea—not their territory."

"For example, this banded sea krait—its habitat should be the shallow seas around continental shelves and islands."

Qin Yun analyzed it for a while and found it somewhat strange.

A sea snake appearing in this godforsaken place was actually quite absurd—almost zero probability. Could this also be a stranded sea snake?

"Qin Yun, what's that?"

"Top-left corner, the floating object on the sea surface."

"Survival supplies have miraculously appeared."

"Quick, before it drifts away."

Seeing these comments, Qin Yun quickly looked up in the direction the netizens pointed, and saw, about a hundred meters away, a blurry shadow floating on the water. He swiftly controlled the secondary drone and flew it out.

In no time, it was above the object.

Through the drone's camera, Qin Yun saw it was unmistakably a yellow plastic bucket, with white spray-painted numbers on it: FD08.

Beside it was a string of small numbers: 15.

Qin Yun frowned slightly, ignoring it for the moment, and turned his gaze back to the net bag.

"This banded sea krait is highly venomous, but if handled properly, the meat is still edible. The problem is I have no fire, and the risk coefficient of eating it raw is too high."

As he spoke, he pulled the umbrella rope again: "If you encounter a sea snake in shallow water, don't panic, and don't attack it first. Sea snakes generally don't attack humans proactively—as long as you don't provoke it, it'll mostly leave on its own. But if it approaches you, we can create vibrations to intimidate it and scare it away."

"However, this sea snake was probably brought over by that plastic bucket over there. The waters here aren't suitable for its survival. I'm afraid it might ambush me while I sleep at night, so to prevent trouble before it happens, I need to eliminate all possibilities."

"I knew this sea snake was doomed."

"666, Qin-ye, kill it."

"Sea snake: I'm just passing by, we're all stranded, why must we kill each other."

"Qin-ye: If you don't die, my heart can't rest easy."

Soon, Qin Yun lifted the net bag. As it left the water, the sea snake fell to the bottom, wrapped in the umbrella fabric. Watching for the right moment, Qin Yun didn't hesitate at all—his right hand shot out and instantly clamped the sea snake's head, pinning its mouth shut.

Then, he reached into the net bag, transferred the sea snake to his left hand, and gripped it firmly.

Under external force, the sea snake instinctively coiled around Qin Yun's wrist, gradually tightening. But this amount of strength had no effect on him at all—he treated it like a blood pressure monitor.

A flash of knife light on his right hand severed the sea snake's head from its body; the corpse landed on the beacon block, still twitching from neural and muscular spasms for a short while.

Without its head, the movement lasted only a moment, then slowly ceased.

"Damn, I didn't even see how Brother Qin moved—this sea snake's already dead."

"Brother Qin's speed—someone's gonna get in trouble, huh?"

"Don't underestimate him—he still needs his hands. Just thinking about his physical condition is terrifying."

"Don't be crude—Brother Qin's fighting for survival."

After eliminating the sea snake, Qin Yun hurled its head far, far away. Then he leapt into the sea and swam swiftly toward the plastic barrel.

Soon, he appeared not far from the plastic barrel—but didn't approach immediately.

"This thing showed up in the deep sea with a sea snake inside—who knows what else might be in it? I'll stay cautious."

After speaking to the camera, he crept closer slowly, gripping his knife tightly, fully alert.

But once he got close enough and carefully lifted the lid, finding no danger inside, he immediately exhaled in relief.

He pointed the plastic barrel upward toward the camera—the livestream viewers saw the barrel was completely empty, nothing inside.

Then Qin Yun pushed the barrel back onto the beacon block.

The plastic barrel was as tall as his knee, as thick as his waist—not small at all.

"Look at the spray paint on it—FD should be the abbreviation for Felix Dombe, a fishing boat from Sri Lanka or the Bay of Bengal. This '08' is probably the boat's number, and '15' likely means it's bait barrel #15."

"666, Brother Qin knows so much—he even knows this."

"Brother Qin's knowledge is incredibly broad."

"Is there anything Brother Qin doesn't know? Damn, this thing's floating in the Indian Ocean."

"Hahaha, watching Brother Qin's livestream is totally different from watching others—he's literally a walking encyclopedia."

Qin Yun glanced at these comments and chuckled: "You're exaggerating. If you just read newspapers in your free time, you'd know this too."

"Puh—like anyone's gonna read newspapers for this."

"I believe you—if not, Brother Qin, you're responsible."

"Hahaha, killed me."

"Funny Chinese guy."

After joking, Qin Yun patted the plastic barrel: "Without a doubt, this bait barrel carried the green-ringed sea snake in from shallow waters. It probably originally contained chopped fish, shrimp, and offal, which attracted the snake, and then it accidentally drifted out, floating farther and farther."

The smell inside this bait barrel was extremely foul—calling it stinking was being polite.

"With this plastic barrel, collecting fresh water just got a lot easier."

Qin Yun thoroughly cleaned the bait barrel inside and out, confirmed there was no lingering odor, then built a new simple distiller.

Looking at the distiller before him, Qin Yun chuckled: "Sometimes luck just works out like this. Hope something else floats by—maybe a cargo ship accidentally dropped a crate of Snickers."

"Damn, you're just wishing now."

"Heh!"

The sea snake was an accident—but also a pleasant surprise.

Qin Yun sat directly on the beacon block, picked up the corpse, and began skinning it alive.

"Though this sea snake startled me, its corpse is still useful. In the deep sea, I must use every scrap of material."

"Look." He peeled off the skin, removed the flesh, exposing the segmented, pointed vertebrae. "Just snap them off—they're natural fishhooks."

"And this—its ribs I can use as needles. I can use the skin and tendons to sew things together."

"As for this flesh and blood, I'll use it later as bait. And this gallbladder too."

The gallbladder in Qin Yun's hand was oval, about two centimeters long, translucent on the outside.

"You can eat this raw, but it's insanely bitter and fishy—you absolutely couldn't swallow it. Useless to me—I'll use it as bait too."

Watching Qin Yun speak calmly, one cut after another, dissecting the snake's corpse, the livestream fans were deeply impressed.

"This sea snake has been fully utilized."

"Once it lands in Brother Qin's hands, even useless stuff gets squeezed dry."

"Too ruthless—Brother Qin in ancient times would've been a landlord, the kind like Zhou Paipi."