After finishing her tea, Chen Hong put the teacup and thermos back into her spatial storage and roughly tallied up her morning's harvest: 36 lobsters weighing 1-3 jin each; 32 crabs weighing half a jin to 2.5 jin each; 9 coconut snails of various sizes; and over 700 jin of mussels.

There are over 900 jin of oysters. Lobsters and crabs are kept in large water tanks in the space, which fill two large water tanks that can hold 200 jin each.

Lobsters and crabs crawled around in the tank, so densely packed that people with trypophobia would definitely get goosebumps.

The oysters and mussels were piled up into two small hills on the tarpaulin, which was quite a sight. Unfortunately, the abalone were on the rocks more than 20 meters underwater, and we didn't catch a single one today.

I didn't have time to catch any smaller shellfish like scallops, so it looks like I need to get my diving gear ready. Good luck with the abalone!

After eating a steamed bun and an egg, and having just drunk tea, Chen Hong wasn't hungry at all, but she still forced herself to eat lunch for the sake of the ritual.

With her stomach full and the fish not biting well, Chen Hong, in order to expend her excess energy, caught all the crabs crawling around and tied their large pincers.

Chen Hong sat on the deck, one foot on a nylon rope, the other foot lightly resting on a crab. She tied one crab every ten seconds or so, and in just over half an hour, she had tied up all the crabs.

Tie up the crabs, leaving a dozen or so small ones and a few small lobsters in the bucket on the boat. Leave half of the oysters and mussels on the boat, and divide the fish in half as well. Put the rest into your spatial storage.

There were quite a few fish in the morning, but they were all rather small, totaling only about 150 pounds. I left half of them outside to avoid attracting attention, and I'll find another fishing spot in the afternoon to catch more fish.

Chen Hong drove back, stopping and starting, specifically looking for rocky reefs and trenches with complex terrain where ocean currents converge, places that others considered dangerous and prone to snags.

We also encountered more than a dozen fishing boats nearby. After talking with them, we learned that some were from Jiaodong Bay and others came from Shanghai. These skilled and daring fishermen had a very good catch.

However, if you get close, you can occasionally hear men saying things like: "Damn, the line broke again"; "Damn it, another fish got away"; "What the hell is this thing?"

Such swear words seem to make people feel better and bring them good luck.

Chen Hong, in both her past and present lives, has never been able to understand the thoughts of these people. Some of them are even polite and well-dressed, but when they open their mouths, they talk about human organs, from the upper body to the lower body, and could write a 500-word essay about it.

Chen Hong kept a good distance, not wanting to get involved with these foul-mouthed men. But things didn't go as planned; at 4 pm, Chen Hong had bad luck and ran into this group of scoundrels.

Chen Hong was fishing in a trench. The fishing was going well, and she was catching big fish with every cast.

Chen Hong was busy unpacking and baiting the fish when she looked up and saw a small boat, about 2 meters longer than her own, approaching her. It was already 500 meters away from her boat.

Chen Hong pulled out an electric megaphone from her spatial storage, turned it on, and shouted at them, "Manatee, Manatee, your ship has entered a dangerous distance. Retreat immediately and leave immediately!"

There were three men on the opposite boat, one in his fifties and two in their thirties, all with dark skin, clearly fishermen who spent most of their lives at sea. Hearing Chen Hong's call, they didn't back down; instead, seeing Chen Hong alone on her boat, they slowly approached.

Chen Hong took out her phone and recorded what was happening. A man in his thirties across from her shouted, "Flying Dragon, this is our fishing spot! You little wench, you're stealing our fish! Leave the fish here and get lost!"

Haha, it's been years since I've encountered such an unreasonable fellow. If it were just about arguing over fishing spots, Chen Hong wouldn't say anything. After all, this kind of thing happens frequently at sea, which is why Chen Hong usually avoids other people's fishing boats and doesn't want to argue or quarrel with these rude people.

The sea is so vast; you can catch more fish further away. There's no need to waste time with these people. I never imagined they not only wanted to drive people away and steal fishing spots, but also wanted to rob my fish.

Chen Hong, holding a megaphone, shouted: "Sea Cow, this is robbery! I have recorded your crime. Leave immediately, and we will let it go."

Otherwise, once I report you to the fisheries authorities, you'll be arrested as soon as you reach the shore. You're only 400 meters, 350 meters, 300 meters away from a ten-year prison sentence. If you don't stop now, you'll be in jail for ten years right away.

"Bullshit! I'll kill you, you bitch!" The young man on the opposite boat roared, about to accelerate and ram into her. The older man on the boat, a man in his fifties, panicked.

"Slow down, you bastard! If we really crash, this old ship won't hold up either, it'll sink too. Slowly approach her. There's only one woman on her boat. Snatch her phone and throw it overboard, then steal her fish and beat her up. Let's see where she can complain then!"

The young man's eyes gleamed with malice. "I'm just trying to scare her. She's a young, fair-skinned girl, but she's got some nerve. Watch how I deal with her!"

Another young man said, "Just grab some fish, but don't you dare touch that woman again. How long have you been out? You never learn. Damn it, you'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later."

Chen Hong's hearing is now exceptionally good, and she can hear the conversation between the three people on the Manatee clearly. She originally thought it was just a quarrel of temper, and that would be the end of it. She didn't expect that the people on the ship were all beasts who wanted to steal fish, beat people, and bully women. They really don't know how many eyes the King of Horses has.

Today, she'll show them that women aren't to be trifled with. She put away her phone, lifted the anchor, and steered the boat straight at the Manatee.

The three men opposite never dreamed that this woman, who looked quite pretty, would act so fiercely. The young man instinctively turned his boat around, narrowly avoiding the Flying Dragon.

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