Chapter 57 Making a Fishing Trap



I took out the parts I brought from home from my backpack and spent another two hours before finally installing it successfully.

The machine made a buzzing sound, which made Jiang Ning feel uncomfortable. He covered his ears and stepped back.

"The flood was too deep, so I increased the frequency. The frequency range can reach 30 meters when working. The band is harmless to the human body, but the fish can't stand it and float up with their bellies turned white."

The only drawback is that it consumes too much power and can only work for about three or four hours before the battery is exhausted.

After the fishing device was ready, Zhong Ping asked, "Where are we going to fish?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

"Are there a lot of fish?" Zhong Ping was a little anxious and explained, "If you need help, my parents can help."

He couldn't find supplies anywhere, but he knew that the 18th floor was capable, so he thought the more work he did, the more he would get.

No one can guarantee exactly how many fish there are.

But we have to keep someone at home tomorrow. It’s such a big reservoir and a lot of fish will be washed out, so we definitely won’t have enough manpower.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock, three people from your family will gather outside the community."

After finishing the fishing device, Zhong Ping put a lot of spare parts into his bag, which might be useful in the future.

He came prepared, bringing more than a dozen bags with him, and swept away everything that could be swept away.

Every profession has its own specialties and different ways of survival, so Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen did not stop it.

It was already early morning when they returned to the community. Zheng Weili and others were all awake. Gouzi pounced on Jiang Ning and hugged him.

Zhang Chao's stomach growled, "Oh, you guys are finally back. We almost starved to death."

As you enter the door, the room is filled with the aroma of fish and golden fried fish pieces.

Jiang Ning was puzzled, "How can you starve to death?"

Zheng Weili didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You can ask Coke."

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