The small yacht was equipped with an internal engine, and with a beeping sound, it rode the wind and the waves to the sea.
Li Du leaned against the railing of the bow. The bow squeezed through the water, splashing against his face, and soon he was wet.
Ah Ow, Ah Meow, and Crispy Noodles did not like the environment and hurried to the steering cabin to avoid the water splashing on the boat.
In order to bring the three of them on board, Li Du spent another 200 dollars, and if they urinated and defecated on the boat, he would have to pay the owner an extra 1,000 dollars for cleaning up.
Seeing that the yacht was going deep into the sea, Li Du turned and waved to the shore, saying to the owner, "Hey, Robinson, can you try to go close to the sea?"
The owner set the autopilot mode and poked his head out. "Go close to the sea? Do you want to enjoy the seaside scenery of King Island? I know a good place to fish in the sea. I want to take you there. "
Li Du said, "Let's go around the island slowly. I don't have to go so fast. I want to enjoy the view."
The owner of the boat shrugged and said, "Yes, boss. But I have to make it clear that we will have to spend at least a thousand dollars on fuel for this round!"
"If we go straight to the fishing spot and stop there, we can only spend 500 dollars on gas for the round trip."
There were many reefs on the beach, and the small yacht could not go in a straight line around the island. It needed to constantly change its course. In this case, the distance needed to be different, and the fuel consumption was more.
Li Du did not care about the money. He wanted to see the survival of the abalones here.
Lying on the bow, he released the little bug into the water and began to quickly scan the situation on the bottom of the sea.
The yacht slowed down and moved forward slowly. The little bug, running at full speed in the water, could sweep a large area and then keep up with the yacht.
The life on the seabed around King Island was more abundant. The underwater reefs were high and low, surrounded by coral, which formed beautiful corals and made the bottom of the sea look gorgeous.
Shrimp and crabs were constantly coming in and out of the cracks in the reefs, and sea urchins lived next to some corals. From time to time, turtles and some large fish appeared and then swam back to the deep water.
The coastal waters of Australia had the richest life in the world. The fish here varied in color, from bright golden yellow to dark gray and black.
The seabed was covered with fine sand. Because the seawater was washed, the beach at the bottom of the sea was cleaner than on land.
The little bug encountered a sea turtle the size of a pot lid. The sea turtle swam quickly in the water. A few snow-white jellyfish floated in front of it. The sea turtle stretched out its head and swallowed them easily.
At this time, a reef suddenly moved. Li Du looked at it in surprise. It was not a reef, but a fish. It should be the famous grouper.
The life at the bottom of the sea was wonderful, but there was no black gold abalone that he needed.
He didn't feel disappointed, nor did he feel impatient, because this was the first time he had seen an underwater life like this, and the wonderful scenery made him gasp in amazement.
The yacht continued to move forward. When it reached the northeast corner of the island, a large shell flashed past the little bug's field of vision.
Li Du froze for a moment, then reacted. That should have been a black gold abalone, right?
He arranged for the little bug to go back and take a look. Sure enough, it was a black gold abalone, a big one that could be harvested.
Seeing this, his spirits rose, and he diligently searched the surroundings.
However, he was disappointed. The little bug plowed through a radius of one square kilometer and did not find any more big abalones.
The yacht continued to move forward. Heaven did not disappoint those who waited. Finally, an abalone habitat area appeared.
In a large area of crimson reefs, black gold abalones with impurities or seaweed on their shells appeared in the little bug's field of vision.
There were more black gold abalones here, large and small, spread in this area.
There were many cracks on the crimson reefs at the bottom of the sea, and an undercurrent flowed through here. The abalones stayed in the cracks and stretched out their tentacles to search for food.
In fact, those were not their tentacles, but their eyes.
Li Du estimated that there were a lot of abalones here, and the gathering area was relatively dense. He saw a lot of large abalones, which was a suitable place to harvest.
He motioned the owner to stop the boat and then memorized the characteristics of the surrounding area. To avoid confusion, he took out his mobile phone and took some pictures.
The owner asked, "What's the plan?"
Li Du said, "I think the scenery here is good. I want to take a few pictures. By the way, what is this place?"
The owner habitually shrugged, looked around, and said, "Oh, this is the Jet Rock, which is a tourist attraction on King Island. Every year, some gas is spewed from the bottom of the sea from time to time, hence the name."
Li Du guessed that the gas might be caused by crustal movement or high-pressure eruptions of underwater volcanoes. The color of the seabed reefs and the abundance of black gold abalones could support his speculation.
The terrain was more complex, there were undercurrents, and the sea was deeper.
For safety, the owner of the boat sailed in an area of at least ten meters or more.
Li Du dared to dive at a depth of four or five meters at most. At that depth, he would have to train, which he could not do with his skills.
A yacht from the fishing and hunting bureau passed quickly, and they encountered it once. They were monitoring people harvesting abalone to prevent people from stealing them.
Remembering the place, Li Du motioned the owner to move on.
The yacht sailed slowly, and he controlled the little bug to sweep the surrounding waters.
The results were not optimistic. There were many black gold abalones around King Island, which was true, but the more fishermen there were, the more abalones he found later were little guys that did not meet the harvesting standards.
Overall, the number of black gold abalones in the shallow waters around King Island was not as large as in the southeast corner of the sea, but the area was large, and there were some places where black gold abalone had not yet been discovered.
Li Du found several black gold abalone survival areas and drew a simple map of the black gold abalone's habitat.
However, none of them was suitable for him. The shallowest was the Jet Rock, which was more than ten meters deep, and the others were more than 20, 30, 50, and even 100 meters deep.
It was not appropriate to harvest black gold abalone at a depth of 20 or 30 meters.
Because black gold abalone was so strong, people could not peel it off in one go. It would take too much time and energy to go up and down again and again to harvest black gold abalone.
Having a general understanding of the surrounding black gold abalone habitats, Li Du nodded to the owner and motioned for him to go to the secret night fishing spot, where they would spend the night.
King Island was not particularly large, but it took the boat an afternoon to circle it slowly. By this time the sun had set and the ocean was dark.
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