Chapter 582

A Qing scratched his head: "How could the net mouth get stuck?"

Mei Wu picked up the thread, saying: "Too much catch? Earlier the spiny pomfret burst the net—didn't it also almost jam the net mouth?"

Wu An shook his head: "That's not the same."

The net mouth is now in an opened state.

The fish are all slippery—how could they possibly clog the net mouth?

The Fan brothers looked at each other, also unable to figure out what exactly was going on right now.

Fu Yongning said: "It might not be the catch."

Do you still remember the sunken wood we snagged during the trial run?

I feel the way the net bag is bulging now is somewhat like that.

A Qing was greatly disappointed, shouting: "No way, that thing isn't worth anything."

Wu An smiled.

A Qing, A Qing.

Sunken wood isn't worthless; it's just that back then, with many people and eyes around, he and Old Fu Tou tossed the sunken wood back into the sea, thinking it was driftwood, and Old Fu Tou kept a mental note, recording the coordinates where he'd dumped the sunken wood.

If a suitable opportunity arises, that sunken wood can eventually be salvaged.

If this net really has snagged sunken wood, we could try to keep it, after all, everyone on this boat is our own, trustworthy.

Fu Yongning took the walkie-talkie and notified Old Fu Tou to shake the crane arm.

Soon.

The crane arm shook violently, and a few scattered catches fell down.

But the net mouth remained bulged.

There was no sign of anything inside falling out.

Old Fu Tou said: "If shaking doesn't work, we either wait or poke it with something."

Fu Yongning frowned, saying: "If we poke it, what if the inside is catch? We might damage it."

Old Fu Tou: "Find some cloth strips to wrap the tip, then poke carefully."

Fu Yongning looked at Wu An.

Wu An nodded: "Let's poke it then—we can't just keep waiting."

It's just past three o'clock now.

The sun is blazing hot; if it stays blocked like this, under the scorching sun, even if the catch eventually falls out, it won't be sellable.

Fu Yongning quickly found a suitable stick, wrapped it with his dirty clothes, then carefully poked it; the next moment, with a "clang," a big thing fell out of the net bag.

It hit the Deck with a huge bang, making the fishing boat shudder.

Everyone widened their eyes.

It's swordfish!

Everyone stared for a moment, not yet reacting, when suddenly came a series of "clang clang clang" sounds, and several more swordfish fell out; everyone's already wide eyes went round.

Finally.

Only then did the catch blocked by the swordfish pour out with a splash, covering the seven swordfish.

A Qing raised his hand, pointing, his mouth trembling: "Th-this this this..."

Fu Yongning scratched his head: "How could we net so many swordfish, and the trawl net wasn't even torn—this is really strange."

A Qing said: "I know."

These swordfish probably didn't want to live, so they deliberately swam into the trawl net to commit suicide.

Everyone: "......"

Mei Wu rolled his eyes, "Damn, I was actually still expecting something just now—what nonsense can A Qing spout from his mouth?"

Old Fu Tou ran out from the wheelhouse.

He crouched down, touched the swordfish, examined them closely, and said: "These swordfish are pretty much the same as the ones Hu Zi hit earlier."

Wu An couldn't help but think of the orca pod he had just encountered!

Holy shit!

It couldn't be what he's thinking, could it?

No……

Wu An was in the midst of denying it to himself when he heard Hu Zi's whistle-like call.

He hurriedly ran to the side of the boat to look.

Not only Hu Zi, but other orcas also poked their big heads out, their various whistles intertwining, the "eeee" sounding quite pleasant.

Actually.

These orcas were swearing up a storm.

Of course they weren't cursing him; they were cursing Hu Zi.

Wu An laughed and greeted them.

Looking back, Fu Yongning and the Fan brothers were handling the swordfish, so he quickly called A Qing and Mei Wu to get ice—most of that ice was prepared for the orca pod.

To receive without giving back is impolite.

Besides giving some ice, he didn't know what else a wild orca pod might need.

He also told Hu Zi.

Humans have a saying: "The gift is light, but the feeling is heavy."

Hu Zi indicated he didn't understand, but he happily ate the ice.

While Wu An waited for the orca pod to come over and line up to eat the ice, he kept chattering on, speaking for Hu Zi, not knowing whether the orca pod could even hear him.

It's mainly the lead whale; the whole whale pod actually listens to her.

But the lead whale doesn't really pay attention to her; after eating, it leaves, seeming quite aloof.

Wu An also felt helpless.

The lead whale's gaze was exactly the same as when Li Juan used to look at him before.

Probably in the lead whale's eyes, he's not a good person.

Finally, all the killer whales had eaten their fill of ice blocks; Hu Zi then slowly came to the ship's side, greeted Wu An, and Wu An took the opportunity to help him refill his Luck Value to full.

"You haven't left?"

Hu Zi nodded.

"What are you doing near the fishing boat? The swordfish in the trawl net—was that you?"

Hu Zi nodded.

"What's going on? Did the swordfish provoke you?"

Hu Zi nodded vigorously.

"Just now, were you being chased by swordfish?"

Hu Zi nodded, then let out two calls, his voice full of pride, and even spun around in place, as if showing something to Wu An.

Wu An understood and said, "Okay, okay, you're awesome; as long as you're not hurt, that's fine."

Seeing that Hu Zi was unharmed, he finally let out a full sigh of relief.

He couldn't imagine how perilous it would have been for Hu Zi to be chased by a swordfish school underwater; fortunately, he wasn't injured by the swordfish.

In his view.

The reason Hu Zi was chased by the swordfish school was mainly because of him.

If Hu Zi were injured or even met with misfortune, that hurdle in his heart would probably be hard for him to get over.

After chatting with Hu Zi for a while, the lead whale let out two calls; Hu Zi hurriedly said goodbye to Wu An, then obediently followed the killer whale pod and soon left.

"Was it the killer whale pod that did it?"

"Yeah, Hu Zi was being chased by these swordfish; the killer whale pod came over, helped Hu Zi get rid of these swordfish, and then tossed them into our trawl net."

"No wonder we caught so many swordfish in our net, yet the net is fine."

"Turns out these swordfish were first killed by the killer whales and then thrown to us."

A Qing wasn't that quick on the uptake; after a moment he realized: "This is so-called silencing the witness—no, silencing the fish."

Mei Wu joked, "To be precise, the killer whales do the killing; we handle the burial, sell them to those vendors, and then these swordfish will be chopped into pieces..."

Wu An coughed: "Enough, enough; the more you say, the more ridiculous it gets."

Everybody laughed heartily.

This was equivalent to picking up seven swordfish for free, which is like gaining two or three hundred thousand!

Not being happy would be strange.

After processing the swordfish, the fourth net was smoothly lowered into the sea; everyone continued sorting the catch, whether in the ice hold or the live fish tank, the usable space had basically run out.

Everyone was pleased about this; they estimated that after pulling another two or three nets, the hold would burst, at which point they'd have to return to shore.