My fishing raft will ask for help.

Chapter 162 Battle Against the Undersea "Python"

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Zhou Miao immediately chased after it, ready to give the fish a few more hard blows, fearing that the fish was only injured and would come back to ambush it again.

But how fast are barracudas? Even freedivers, let alone scuba divers, can't keep up with them.

In the blink of an eye, the fish vanished without a trace.

Zhou Miao had no choice but to slowly swim towards the reef, leaning against it and staring at his surroundings. After waiting for more than ten minutes to make sure the sea wolf fish hadn't returned, he began to dispose of the discarded fishing nets.

It took him an hour to finally retrieve the discarded fishing net that had been cut into sections last time.

With the fishing net in hand, he quickly returned to the surface and swam toward the fishing boat.

While processing the fishing net, he saw that there was only one section left, so he took the opportunity to finish it, and as a result, the compressed air was all gone.

This is actually a very dangerous act. If he can't cut the last bit of fishing net, he'll have to go back to the surface.

Back on the fishing boat, we hauled the discarded fishing nets onto the boat and then untied all the dead and live fish from them. It took up most of the day, but it was something we had to do.

Throwing it directly into the trash can is convenient for him, but the stench that comes out after being exposed to the sun is a real problem for the environmental sanitation workers.

After finishing, I picked up my phone to check the time. It was only 2:30 PM, so I could go diving one more time.

Zhou Miao then switched to another bottle of compressed air and continued diving.

As before, I entered the water and immediately dived to the bottom.

He couldn't find his way on the surface, but he had swum underwater several times and could easily locate the reefs by observing the terrain.

However, after diving more than ten meters, a white figure on the sandy seabed caught his attention.

I don't think this thing was here before when we went into the water?

With a touch of curiosity, Zhou Miao continued to descend, and his eyes widened when he saw the white thing clearly.

Good heavens, it was the sea wolf fish that tried to ambush me earlier and got stung by me.

More than an hour had passed, so the barracuda was naturally dead.

I thought all the fish had escaped, but I never expected them to end up here.

Such a large sea wolf fish isn't worth much, but now that he'd found it, there was no reason for him to let this trophy go—it was a fish he'd personally killed.

Zhou Miao grabbed the fish by the tail and threw it onto the boat.

He doesn't eat the fish himself; he'll take it to the market, slice it, and sell it when he gets back.

So they threw it onto the boat, covered it with an abandoned fishing net, and left it there, continuing towards the reef to deal with the second abandoned fishing net.

As soon as he got his hands on it, Zhou Miao knew that this fishing net would be entangled on the reef for much longer than the first one.

The net was not only tattered and torn, but also tangled with many reefs, making it extremely difficult to deal with.

This made Zhou Miao furious. He grabbed the fishing net and pulled it backward with all his might, trying to tear it off.

But the tattered fishing net was incredibly sturdy, and no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't get it off.

Zhou Miao was left speechless and had no choice but to continue obediently using the dagger to cut off the entangled area.

This time, the efficiency was much slower than the first net. Most of the air cylinders were used up, and he only managed to complete one section.

Fortunately, the fishing competition is still about twenty days away, giving him enough time to accumulate fishing resources.

Just as Zhou Miao was using his dagger to cut off a small piece of fishing net tangled on a large reef, he suddenly noticed a pair of eyes staring at him from a small hole behind the net.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

If he hadn't had a breathing tube in his mouth, he would have cursed on the spot.

Damn, I was scared out of my wits!

Fortunately, he had small, beady eyes, and once he could see what was inside the cave, his emotions calmed down.

A large oil cone, that's a good thing.

Having gone diving many times, this was the first time Zhou Miao had ever discovered this thing.

Large oil cones are quite common in the Taiwan Strait and the South China Sea, but are considered rare in the central East China Sea.

Seafood is expensive in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, and this is no exception.

If there's no reward for coming here to dispose of discarded fishing nets, then he's just wasting his time.

Bringing back some high-quality loot during a mission wouldn't be bad. Annoyed by the abandoned fishing net, Zhou Miao immediately took a dead fish off the net and placed it about half a meter away from the hole, hoping to lure the giant oil cone out.

He stood guard nearby, holding a dagger in his hand, waiting.

Perhaps because there are far fewer people diving in the East China Sea compared to the South China Sea, this giant oil cone is not afraid of it at all.

Upon discovering food, creatures cannot resist the temptation and slowly swim out of the cave, gradually approaching the food—this is a biological instinct.

As the large oil cone slowly approached the food, Zhou Miao's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

That oil cone is huge! It looks thicker than his arm, and it probably weighs over ten kilograms.

The closer the oil cone is to the food, the slower it moves.

It seemed somewhat wary of Zhou Miao beside it, after all, it knew it couldn't afford to mess with someone of that size.

The main way the oil snipe hunts is by waiting for food to come near its enclosure. If there are few fish around, it will naturally go hungry.

Although it occasionally goes out hunting, it's only a drop in the ocean.

It wanted to move to another place, but there was no better cave for it to hide in.

That's why this giant oil cone couldn't resist the temptation of food and came out to forage.

It opened its mouth wide, trying to intimidate Zhou Miao, while continuing to approach the food.

Zhou Miao was also ready. After the oil cone entered the attack range, he stabbed the dagger in his hand hard into the oil cone's neck.

The oil cone wasn't really on guard, or rather, it didn't know Zhou Miao's attack method and ignored his raised arm.

Although its skin is mucous, very smooth, and extremely resilient.

However, Zhou Miao's dagger was specially sharpened and was extremely sharp, so the oil cone was still successfully pierced through the neck.

But the next moment, an incredibly strong force came and tried to push his hand away.

But Zhou Miao also helped hold it down with his left hand, afraid that if he let go, the oil cone would bite back.

The neck position was perfect; once the dagger pierced in, it held the oil cone firmly in place, preventing the head from moving.

I thought that the oil cone would stop working after a while.

To his surprise, the oil cone emerged entirely from the cave and coiled around his arm like a python, constantly contracting its grip.

At first, Zhou Miao felt quite good; the massage pressure was just right.

However, this large oil cone is also incredibly strong. If it were inside a cave, it would take a grown man a great deal of effort to tug-of-war with it.

So Zhou Miao suffered, feeling as if his arms were tightly bound by thick ropes, making it impossible for him to exert any force.

Fortunately, with the help of his left hand, he was able to continue to hold down the large oil cone.

Zhou Miao realized he had made a mistake; to save trouble, he hadn't gone back to get the harpoon, otherwise, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.

The large oil cone held on for several minutes before the force wrapped around his arm gradually weakened until it lost its strength and fell off naturally.

Zhou Miao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved her arms, which felt numb and she couldn't muster any strength.

Fortunately, after the blood recirculated, he regained feeling in his arm.

Zhou Miao first cut the abandoned fishing net that had already been partially untied, then picked up the large oil cone and went back.

I've decided to stop here for today and continue processing the fishing nets tomorrow or the day after.

Author Zang Li personally recommends: I hope you enjoy the story of "My Fishing Raft Will Ask for Help".