Before the boy realized what was going on, the fishing rod had been retracted.
The first thing that everybody saw was a pair of long tentacles. All the people on the boat waved their fishing rods at them.
The middle-aged man roared, "Cut it …"
One of the tentacles tied up one of the boy's arms. Han Fei was horrified, and the flesh on the boy's arm was ripped off. The boy wailed and leaned forward, half hanging on the edge of the boat.
Old Chen screamed and grabbed the young man's leg, trying to drag him back, but a lobster tentacle had reached out to Old Chen at some point. Immediately, the middle-aged man slapped Old Chen with his fishing rod and pushed him back.
In the next moment, the boy was dragged off the boat. Han Fei craned his neck boldly, only to sweat hard. The boy's head was gone. The tentacle lobster, on the other hand, had only two tentacles from head to tail.
"F * ck you … Can I go back in time?"
Everybody on the boat looked awful. A boy had been dragged into the sea right before their eyes. There was no way he could survive. Although half of the tentacle lobster's tentacle had been smashed by the middle-aged man, it was much more important than a human life.
Han Fei was pale. The boy had mocked him in the morning, and he had just caught a lot of blood. Now the boy was gone. He couldn't help but sigh. After all, he was just a kid.
Han Fei's heart was pounding too. Yesterday, Wang Jie said that Tang Ge caught a tentacle lobster. How did Tang Ge catch such a dangerous killer lobster?
Someone pondered for a moment and said, "Let's report it to the fishery supervision team!"
The fishery supervision team was a team led by a fishing master who patrolled the fishery. The captain of the regular fishery was Wang Jie who saved Han Fei yesterday.
Very soon, Wang Jie arrived. He glanced at the crowd and did not stop looking at Han Fei when he saw him.
Wang Jie looked awful. "What happened?"
Everyone talked about the cause and effect. Wang Jie was slightly angry after listening to it. "Bastard, doesn't he know that the feeling of a tentacle lobster is different from that of a fish? How dare he retract his fishing rod? "
The middle-aged man said, "Master, maybe he was too hasty! After all, the sun is setting. "
When he said this, Han Fei's face was even darker.
I'm a famous gold digger in the sea. It's not like I haven't caught sharks before, let alone ordinary fish. But after sitting here for a whole day, I didn't even catch a single shrimp. It's so embarrassing.
Wang Jie's face was gloomy. "There has been some turmoil in the fishery recently. You're not the only one in trouble today. The other boat was even worse off. It encountered the Snakebelt, and four out of eight people died … "
"Hiss …"
Everyone sucked in a deep breath. The Snakebelt was something even more terrifying than the Tentacle Lobster. Fortunately, they hadn't encountered it. Otherwise, they might not have been any better off than that ship.
An image appeared in Han Fei's mind. It was a light red fish. It looked like a snake but its head was made up of teeth and it moved extremely fast in the sea. This type of fish was born with a preference for warmth. What they liked the most was to penetrate into the human body and swim around inside it. It was extremely terrifying.
Han Fei finally understood why everybody liked low-level fishing boats. There was strength in numbers, and they could help each other in trouble. Otherwise, he would've been killed if he encountered a Tentacle Lobster.
Wang Jie asked, "Have you completed your tasks today?"
"Yes, we have. Thank you for your concern, Master."
Wang Jie looked at Han Fei indifferently. "Where's your fish?"
Han Fei blushed. "I … I didn't catch any."
Wang Jie was stunned. He had been dragged into the water by a green turtle yesterday, but he didn't catch any fish today. He had never seen a fisherman who didn't catch any fish before. No matter how bad your fishing skills are, you should be able to catch yellow fish and white fish, even if you don't need to catch green turtles, right?
The middle-aged man said quickly, "Master, I'm told that he was dragged into the sea yesterday. He was probably too scared to make a move today. He'll be fine after a day."
Wang Jie snorted. "Useless … You're already like this after a little fright. What can we expect from you in the future?"
Han Fei didn't say anything. He was rather stunned too. Was it really because of his unstable hook?
Wang Jie said, "Whatever the reason, we can't break the rules. You don't have to go back tonight. You can spend the night on the sea! "
Everybody felt sorry for him.
Old Chen said, "Master, he's still a growing child. It'll be dangerous to leave him on the boat, won't it?"
Wang Jie said solemnly, "Every Dangling Fisher is in danger. This is an ocean full of cannibals. Blood and sacrifice are commonplace in the level-one fishery. We can't let this go easily. You leave with me. Han Fei, you stay … Remember, if you make a move at night, don't make it deeper than three meters. Otherwise, don't blame me if you don't see the sun tomorrow … "
The other fishermen all felt sorry for him. Few fishing masters dared to spend the night on the sea alone, not to mention Han Fei who wasn't even twelve.
The middle-aged man heaved a sigh and gave the remaining half box of bait to Han Fei. "Remember what the fishing master said. Don't make a move deeper than three meters."
Old Chen took out a piece of dried fish and half a bottle of water from his pocket and gave them to Han Fei. "Be careful."
Someone even gave Han Fei a rough iron dagger and said, "Use it for self-defense!"
Han Fei thanked them one by one. Han Fei couldn't help but feel touched by their generosity in times of crisis.
Wang Jie left the fishing boat to Han Fei and left with the others.
Han Fei knew that they were not trying to kill him, but using him as a bad example. For example, they could tell the fishermen that it was a disgrace to the fishermen that they didn't even catch three hundred kilograms of fish today.
As for the boat, it wouldn't be lost. A regular fishery had a radius of a thousand kilometers. It was barely possible for an insignificant fisherman to lose his boat.
After everybody left, Han Fei couldn't have been more upset. He grabbed the dried fish that Old Chen left for him. Although it was stinky, he chewed it anyway.
Having not eaten anything for a day, he was already starving. The dried fish was not big in the first place, but Han Fei devoured it in no time.
The sun was setting, and the sky was slightly dark. An enormous full moon the size of the sun rose on the horizon. Next to the full moon were two companion moons that were much smaller. The three moons rose at the same time. It was a beautiful but weird view.
Very soon, it was completely dark. The waves on the sea were not high. There was no other color on the surface of the sea except for the reflection of the bright moon.
"My hook is unstable?"
Han Fei remembered the middle-aged man's words and thought of the Immobility Technique in Soul Fishing.
Soul Fishing was a cultivation technique, and the Immobility Technique was the most basic fishing technique in the first chapter.
It was not that Han Fei had not studied it before. During the day, when he could not catch any fish, he had already watched it seven or eight times. However, the content in the book was too simple. The body, the rod, and the heart were as still as water without ripples … It sounded simple, but who could stand still like a statue?
Han Fei cast his hook again, only to have no effect.
All of a sudden, Han Fei felt that his wrist began to heat up. He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and discovered that the gourd-shaped imprint was glowing faintly. Then, he felt spiritual energy falling on his wrist and entering his body. He could feel it, just like the flow of air entering his body when he breathed.
"Huh? Spiritual energy is automatically drawn into my body?"
Immediately, Han Fei put away the fishing rod and sat cross-legged. He didn't know why the gourd suddenly began to absorb spiritual energy, but it was a good thing! Wouldn't it help his cultivation?
He activated his technique and hid the mysterious mental technique in his chest and abdomen.
The introduction of Soul Fishing appeared in his head.
Cut off the spiritual energy of the heavens, seize the fortune of the heavens, and use the body as the sea. Refine the soul with the soul, and form the sea of the soul …
Han Fei began to cultivate according to his memory. However, as soon as he started, he felt that the gourd on his wrist suddenly trembled, and the spiritual energy it attracted was several times more than before.
If someone saw Han Fei cultivating like this, they would think that he was crazy. Who dared to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon directly? The slightest carelessness could lead to Qi Deviation, and that would be incurable.
However, Han Fei felt very comfortable. Why didn't he have this feeling last night?
At this moment, Han Fei felt that he was bathed in a soft brilliance. It was so comfortable that he didn't even want to move.
Kacha …
Half an hour later, Han Fei felt that something at the bottom of his heart was broken. He felt refreshed and energetic.
"Is this the so-called breakthrough?"
Han Fei looked at the Demon Purification Pot. The data had indeed changed.
Demon Purification Pot
< Owner > Han Fei
< Level > Three (Beginner Fisher)
< Spiritual Energy > 60 (60)
< Spiritual Heritage > Level One, Incomplete (Upgradeable)
< Main Art > Soul Fishing (Restorable)
Han Fei was rather surprised. Wasn't the breakthrough too easy? Wasn't it said that one couldn't make a minor breakthrough after years of cultivation? How did he make a breakthrough after cultivating for less than half an hour?
The moment he made the breakthrough, Han Fei realized that if his hands had the strength of dozens of kilograms just now, it was definitely more than a hundred kilograms at this moment. He felt that he was full of strength.
Han Fei was about to continue his cultivation, when he heard splashing sounds on the surface of the sea.
Dozens of big fish were struggling in the water near the boat. They did not leave until dozens of minutes later, as if they were asking why the spiritual energy was suddenly cut off.
Han Fei, on the other hand, was thrilled. The spiritual energy was like a stimulant. Could it be that even the fish could sense it when I was cultivating?
But why don't you jump onto my boat? Don't just jump in the water, okay?
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer fish, Han Fei hurried to put a green bait on the hook and cast it. When was he going to cast it if not now?
There was no telling if it was because Han Fei was in a good mood that his luck was particularly good, but he felt an enormous force on his hand the moment the hook was cast.
Han Fei immediately roared and grabbed the fishing rod. Having no time to catch the fish, he simply pulled it with brute force.
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