Fang Yang woke up in a suffocating fear, staring blankly at the ceiling. It took him a while to realize that he was on the Queen!

Just as she was about to get up, she felt a humanoid creature hugging her tightly, making it hard to breathe. In the dim light from the bedside, she realized that it was Zhou Xin, who was lying on top of her like an octopus. No wonder she felt suffocated.

Zhou Xin was smacking her lips, seemingly dreaming of something delicious, with a trace of drool at the corner of her mouth. Fang Yang sadly discovered that this wasn't all; there was also a puddle of water on his chest, sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Yang wondered what time it was. He turned his head and looked around. Apart from a little light in the bathroom, it was pitch black all around. He fumbled for his phone, turned on the screen, and saw that it was only 5:30. It was still a bit early to get up!

Looking at Zhou Xin, who was lying on his chest, her beautiful face was still full of collagen even without makeup. Her straight nose and small lips gave her an unreal feeling, like she was from a comic book.

The only downside was that under the light of the phone, her whole face glowed green. If you didn't know her well, you would think she was a female ghost!

Fang Yang gently freed his limbs from the tight grip, and he felt himself sweating again. He hadn't expected Zhou Xin's slender limbs to have such strength. He didn't dare to use force, for fear of waking the sleeping Zhou Xin and causing embarrassment.

After getting up and washing up in the bathroom, Fang Yang saw that it was getting late and shook Zhou Xin awake, "Get up, or you'll miss the sunrise!"

After calling her three or four times, Zhou Xin, still asleep, mumbled, "Okay, I'll sleep a little longer, ah, I'll sleep a little longer."

Fang Yang had no choice but to get dressed and go out. Anyway, there were still two days left. Even if he couldn't make it in time, he could still watch the sunrise the next morning.

Upon reaching the top floor, signs of sunrise were already visible on the horizon. The once pitch-black sea had taken on color, its turquoise waves shimmering with streaks of iridescent light.

Fang Yang checked his phone; it was 5:50, almost sunrise time. He turned on the video recording function. Although he was used to watching sunrises at home, this was the first time he had ever seen a truly unobstructed sunrise over the sea, and it was worth recording.

There was a commotion at the top of the stairs. Fang Yang turned around and saw Zhou Xin coming up with a camera. He smiled and said, "I thought you couldn't get up yet. It's better to be lucky than early. The sun is about to rise!"

"I've heard about the spectacular sunrise at sea, so I couldn't miss it if I had the chance. Beauty sleep is good, but it's okay to skip it once."

That makes sense! Fang Yang gave a thumbs up. At this moment, the sea gradually brightened, a wisp of colorful clouds appeared on the horizon, and the water on the sea surface emitted a seven-colored radiance, which was extremely beautiful.

Zhou Xin stared blankly at it all, "It's so beautiful, like colorful auspicious clouds covering the earth!"

Fang Yang was recording everything on his phone, too busy to pay attention, while Zhou Xin also hurriedly turned on the camera and started recording.

A sliver of oily egg yolk appeared on the horizon, as if a curtain had been torn open, revealing itself little by little, and the sky began to brighten.

The water rippled, and the full spectrum of seven colors spread across the sea, as if it were not of this world!

The oily egg yolk breaks through the horizon and begins to emit a faint glow. Although the full moon has not yet left the world, you would never think of the sun and moon shining together. In your heart, there is only that gradually warming radiance.

Finally, the yolk completely jumped off the horizontal line, the cloudy outer skin peeled off, and a bright light shone. A halo like holy light swept in from the distant sky and flashed in front of Fang Yang and Zhou Xin, like the Buddha manifesting his divine power.

Fang Yang and Zhou Xin recorded each other's videos as evidence. They had both seen an introduction to this natural phenomenon before they came, and they never expected it to actually happen to them today. It felt like a dream!

The sun slowly rose higher, and Fang Yang checked the time; it was already 7:30. Captain Xie climbed to the top deck, saw the two of them, and smiled, "How was the harvest?"

Fang Yang nodded, "It's indeed different from what I saw on land. This trip was definitely worthwhile!"

"Alright, as long as we've caught something, let's come down and have breakfast. After breakfast, we'll fish for another two hours and then head to the next stop!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Captain!"

The two got up and followed Captain Xie downstairs. The sailors had already prepared breakfast on the table in the restaurant. Fang Yang went over to take a look and saw a large pot of seafood porridge, a plate of pickled radishes, a bowl of grilled fish, and some packaged bread.

The two of them got up at around 5 a.m., and were starving. When they saw the fresh and delicious seafood porridge, their mouths watered. They picked up their bowls and scooped out a large bowl of seafood porridge, finishing more than half of it in one gulp.

As the hot porridge entered his stomach, he felt like he was floating on air. Fang Yang gave the sailor a thumbs up, "If this seafood porridge were in Shanghai, I bet it would sell out every day no matter how much I made!"

The sailor smiled shyly and said, "It's not as good as Mr. Fang makes it out to be. It's just a regular fisherman's breakfast. At sea, the key is freshness. If this were in Shanghai, I bet a lot of people would have trouble finding the right ingredients!"

Fang Yang nodded. Now, near-shore fishery resources are increasingly depleted. As soon as fishermen bring their catch ashore, it is snapped up by major seafood restaurants. The seafood that enters the market is no longer comparable to seafood from the sea.

After breakfast, Fang Yang continued his fishing adventure. Taking advantage of the cool morning air and the good bite of the fish, it was the perfect time for fishing.

Captain Xie caught some squid last night to use as bait for today's fishing. Fang Yang took two, cut them into small pieces with a knife, put them on hooks, and decided to use these squid to see what kind of fish he could catch today.

With his familiar casting motion, Fang Yang cast the line about 40 meters. The sinker, line, and bait slowly sank to a depth of about 30 meters before stopping, leaving only a pitiful piece of squid swaying in the water.

It is said that the fish bite best in the morning, while it is difficult to catch fish at noon. Fang Yang verified this rule. In less than half an hour after casting his fishing rod, he caught a large black sea bream.

Fishing knows no time, and this perfectly describes Fang Yang's current situation. After catching a red grouper, several GT snapper and cod, Captain Xie announced that it was time to set sail.

After tidying up his morning's work, Fang Yang went to the lobby and found Zhou Xin, who had been enjoying the air conditioning there. He saw that Zhou Xin had already transferred all the videos she had recorded over the past two days to her laptop and was admiring the results!

"How was it? How's the video quality?"

"Of course, I'm a professional at this. After I get back and edit it, it'll be big enough to be a movie!"

Fang Yang plopped down next to Zhou Xin, causing the sofa to sag considerably. Zhou Xin, unsteady on her feet, rolled her eyes at Fang Yang. "I'm only showing you this. Go wash up after you're done; you smell like fish!"

Fang Yang smelled it and indeed there was a strong fishy smell. He immediately jumped up and said, "I'll go wash it first. My clothes are sticky and uncomfortable. I didn't notice it for a moment."

"Put your clothes in the washing machine after you change them. I'll wash them for you after lunch!" Zhou Xin called out to Fang Yang, who was hurrying away like a man on fire.