Chapter 125: Make sure this isn't a shared rental?

On the road there were several pits; Ye Cheng here also hit a deep pit—if Ye Guowei hadn't been holding him, Ye Cheng would have gone in halfway.

It must be said that Ye Guowei standing in the middle is still very useful—he does manual labor, his strength is sufficient, and he grabbed Ye Cheng with one hand.

"A Cheng, be careful, let's go around."

Ye Cheng tested with his foot, went around in a circle and passed.

With difficulty they reached the spot Xiao Hu had mentioned; the water had already risen past the knees, so they could only reach down to feel.

Ye Guowei stood in the middle, pulling the two as they bent down into the water to feel.

At this point there was no need to worry about clothes—they were already soaked.

In this pitch darkness, Ye Cheng felt for the first time how dangerous gathering at sea could be; his face pressed against the water, occasional small waves surged over, splashing his face, causing sharp pain, sharp pain.

After feeling for a while, besides touching some stones, they simply couldn't find the fish trap.

No wonder Yuan MazI? was so happy when he touched something earlier—this damn thing is hard to find.

"It seems Yuan MazI? over there can't find it either," Ye Guowei said after looking over.

After Yuan MazI? went down, he never came back up; he kept feeling around there, but still couldn't find the second fish trap.

Ye Cheng remembered that he had placed it relatively close; after feeling for so long and still not finding it, the only conclusion was that it had been scattered away, and widely scattered.

"Brother, we need to expand the range," Ye Cheng said, pointing at this area, "We've set out almost 100 meters; this range is a bit large."

Ye Guowei thought for a moment, released the two's hands, then himself took two steps toward the open sea,

"This way, we'll line up; I'll stand on the outside, A Cheng in the middle, Xiao Hu on the inside—moving sideways like this will increase our chances."

Ye Guowei is strong and sturdy, so standing on the outside is most suitable.

"Brother Guowei, let my brother stay on the inside—he's the weakest," Xiao Hu said, righteously taking the middle position.

"You damn well aren't the weakest—I've died a hundred times fighting a golden skeleton," Ye Cheng retorted without hesitation; how could a man be called the weakest?

Touching Xiao Hu's sore spot, this guy grabbed his neck and said, "That... that's just a game; in reality you really are the weakest."

The three took their positions and began walking along the shore as if dragging a net to catch fish.

On Ye Guowei's side the water was deep, his thighs were more than halfway submerged; on Ye Cheng's side it was shallowest, just reaching the knees.

After walking a few meters, Ye Guowei stopped, kicked with his foot and said, "It feels like there's something; let me feel it."

As he spoke, he squatted down, leaving only his head above water.

"Brother, be careful," Ye Cheng said nervously; in this pitch darkness, a big wave would cause trouble.

Fortunately Ye Guowei only squatted briefly and then stood up; as he rose, he had a rope in his hand.

Ye Cheng immediately recognized it—their fish trap.

"Brother, this is it," Ye Cheng exclaimed.

Ye Guowei pulled the fish trap with one hand; Ye Cheng and Xiao Hu also came over, and the three hauled it up together.

Although it was soaked in seawater, one could still feel that it held a lot of cargo, quite heavy.

The three dragged the fish trap ashore and immediately exclaimed, "So much!"

Is this even a fish trap?

Make sure this isn't a shared rental?

Every compartment was stuffed full—visible to the naked eye were sea cucumbers and abalone, plus sea snails.

Speaking of which, at your speed how did they even crawl in? Standing in line, there doesn't seem to be enough time.

Ye Guowei was also stunned; he had never seen a fish trap hold so much cargo, and he just stood there dazed.

Only Xiao Hu remained calm, snatching a snakeskin bag to load the cargo; after all, he's the guy who's chopped over 200 skeletons—what's there to panic about?

There was no time to tidy up; the three just shoved things haphazardly into the snakeskin bags— they had six bags total, instantly filling two and half-filling a third.

"Brother, if we keep going like this, we won't have enough bags," Xiao Hu said, happily worrying.

"Let's find the fish trap first before talking—look at Yuan MazI?, it seems he only found one," Ye Cheng said, jerking his chin toward that side.

Indeed, Yuan MazI? had already come up, sitting there panting from exhaustion.

"Uncle, did you find it?" Ye Guowei walked over.

Yuan MazI? shook his head with a bitter face, "It's gone; I searched for ages and found nothing—probably washed away."

"How about you?"

Ye Guowei pointed behind him, "For now we've only found one; we'll keep looking for the others."

Yuan MazI? stood up, looked, saw that two snakeskin bags were already full, his mouth opened wide as he stared at Ye Guowei, "You got that much from one fish trap?"

"Ah, this one is indeed quite full."

"Well, uncle, if you don't need the rope, I'll take it back," Ye Guowei said, pointing at the rope.

"Okay, thanks, Guowei." Yuan MazI? untied the rope and handed it back to Ye Guowei, but his eyes kept fixed on their snakeskin bags, unable to see what was inside, which only made him more curious.

After Ye Guowei retrieved the rope, he tied it onto all three.

With the rope, the three began to increase their distance, no longer needing to hold hands.

Having located the spot where they'd just found the fish trap, the three walked over slowly, still following the previous arrangement— they lined up and felt their way forward.

Because the search area was larger this time, the search went relatively slowly.

Ye Cheng basically lay prone, using both hands and feet.

Thus, they stubbornly walked ten meters without finding a fish trap.

"Damn it, Xiao Hu, didn't you tie it tight enough? We've come out ten meters and still haven't seen it," Ye Cheng complained.

"Impossible, I tied a dead knot, it's definitely tight," Xiao Hu argued, then seemed to recall something,

"No, brother, this second one was tied by you—I remember it clearly."

"Really?" Ye Cheng scratched his head, admitting honestly that he himself had forgotten too.

"Brother, let's look further out to sea."

Since I was the one who tied it, it might really have loosened; speaking only of this kind of rope‑tying work, I'm not as good as Xiao Hu.

Ye Guowei walked a few more steps into the seawater; the seawater had reached his buttocks, and he could hardly walk.

Going forward another two meters, Ye Cheng kicked his foot casually, felt something, he reached down with his hand and touched something like a net.

Before he could speak, Xiao Hu in the middle shouted, "I felt it, I felt it."

"I also felt it, I was the first to feel it." Ye Cheng hurriedly said.

"Definitely me, I shouted first."

"Bullshit, I felt it long ago, just didn't shout."

The two started arguing for no reason.

"Man, this damned competitive spirit, it's just so inexplicable."

"Alright, hurry up and pull it up, it's probably the same one." Ye Guowei interrupted their boring argument and walked over to them.