This pond is perfect for the protection and breeding of rare fish species.

Chen Hong decided to go home and take some time to dig up two more. As long as they were rare fish species, she would raise them to help their population reproduce.

The space provides tremendous help to my life, but it is insignificant in terms of its significance for breeding rare fish.

Chen Hong felt that being able to both secure her own livelihood and contribute to the breeding of rare marine animals was the mission God had given her.

Thinking of this, Chen Hong also selected a pregnant female grouper and threw her into another pool in the space. They were all treasures, and she couldn't let them fight each other in the same pool.

Chen Hong packed up all her fishing rods and didn't plan to use them anymore. They were useless now that she wasn't worried about catching fish.

It's neither as plentiful as net fishing nor as time-saving and labor-saving as longline fishing. Chen Hong decided that if she encountered a tuna, she would simply use a special line with bait, and then use a crane and winch to violently haul it onto the boat.

We had the idea and the tools were ready, but unfortunately we didn't find a single big tuna all day.

Sharks and dolphins were spotted several times. Chen Hong used a fish finder to discover five large fish feeding on the seabed. He scattered bait and set up a special tuna line and a large hook.

Unexpectedly, the method was successfully implemented, but when it was pulled to a depth of 70 or 80 meters, it was discovered that it was a large shark weighing 600 or 700 pounds.

Chen Hong was furious; what a bad start! At this point, all she could do was pull the shark to the surface and cut the line, wasting six or seven meters of fishing line and a large hook, losing almost a hundred yuan for nothing.

Enraged, Chen Hong ate a large bowl of rice and devoured a whole plate of braised chicken for lunch. She channeled her anger into her appetite—what if some silly tuna came along as a side dish?

That day, Chen Hong did nothing but set crab traps and cast line fishing. These two methods were perfect for working alone, being both easy and fruitful.

It seems there's no chance of finding tuna today, so Chen Hong has stopped sailing around the ocean searching and is instead focusing on working in three areas with seabed reefs and coral reefs.

When I tallied it up in the evening, the catch wasn't any less than what I'd earned catching two tuna.

"It's all fate," Chen Hong thought to herself as she lay in bed that night, having already made arrangements for the tuna's sales.

This backfired; all that boasting went unanswered, and two days have passed without a single tuna in sight.

This is the biggest joke of my two lives. Luckily, I have a thick skin, otherwise, if I saw Zhang Baiqiang's expectant eyes when I got home, I would want to crawl into a hole.

The Napoleon wrasse I caught myself is just as good as tuna, but the Napoleon wrasse is like a mistress of government officials, something that can't be seen in the light of day!

Before falling asleep, Chen Hong was still thinking: There is no sound on the sea except for the sound of the waves. It is too quiet. Next time, I will try to bring Black Tiger or Glasses on the boat to keep me company.

I can sleep more peacefully at night, because the dog can give me advance notice of any noise.

As long as you spot them in advance, you won't be afraid even if you encounter pirates. Just put the ship into space and you can wear down the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Space was her greatest source of confidence; she wasn't afraid even to intrude into enemy territory. Once their law enforcement team arrived, she could simply vanish into thin air, ship and all, from afar.

Unless people in enemy countries also read Tomato Novels, they would never imagine that such a magical artifact as a spatial dimension exists.

In my past life, I never went online to see if foreigners watched Tomato (a popular Taiwanese TV show), so let's not make things worse. What if I run into a reincarnated person from an enemy country?

Chen Hong laughed heartily at herself. Look at how imaginative she is! She's perfect for writing novels!

Chen Hong, who was falling asleep with a smile, was unaware that the fish in the sea were having a meeting: Had the mafia bosses taken the beautiful grouper girls to Hawaii for a vacation? Why had they all disappeared?

Even the voluptuous and alluring wrasse aunties have disappeared. Could they have gone to be housekeepers for the older men?

As dawn approached, Chen Hong got up, washed up, and listened to the radio while eating breakfast. The radio predicted cloudy skies turning overcast tonight, with a northerly wind of force 4-5.

Chen Hong decided to work for another morning and then head back in the afternoon. Her own boat was still in danger in a force 4 or 5 gale.

There's plenty of time in the future, so let's not rush things and just go home safely to avoid worrying our families.

Chen Hong moved ten nautical miles in the direction of home and found another place rich in seabed resources. She first set a crab trap, and then cast the remaining eight sets of longline fishing lines into the sea.

No matter how much we harvest, we'll head home once we've brought it all in. We've already caught 18,000 jin of fish and over 2,000 jin of shrimp and crab in two days, which should fetch at least 400,000 to 500,000 yuan. I'm quite satisfied.

Will the Dragon King give me a good start this morning?