“I’ll swim over with the rope, tie it to the float, and that should be enough to pull the net over.”

As he spoke, he set to work and went to find a rope long enough.

He was just about to tie one end of the rope around his waist when Feng Xuan snatched it away: "I'll do it, you stay on the boat."

Feng Ye did not compete with his brother for it.

The waves on the sea were not large, and given Feng Xuan's swimming skills, it was almost impossible for him to be in danger.

But he still cautioned, "Okay, then be careful."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Feng Xuan tied one end of the rope around his waist, leaving the other end on the boat, and then plunged into the sea, swimming towards the distant buoy.

His movements were swift and powerful, and he quickly swam to the farthest buoy.

He tied the rope to the buoy, gave an OK sign to the boat, and then started swimming back.

At the same time, the people on the ship also began to move.

Although they had already caught a lot of fish, there were still too many and too heavy fish in the net, making it unlikely that they could pull them all out by hand.

They attached the rope left on the boat to the net-reeling machine and used the machine's power to slowly pull the rope with the buoy back.

As the net reel started, the rope tightened and was gradually pulled back, and the float, carrying the net bag in the water, gradually approached the boat.

Once all the ropes have been retrieved, a crane will be used to lower the net bag to the water surface for easier operation.

Next, everyone tightened the rope between the fishing net and the bottom net bag, and then it was slowly hoisted up.

Looking at the bulging net bags, everyone couldn't help but smile.