Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

With this red mark as a base, Wu Lei finally regained some confidence.

It doesn't matter if there are many empty hooks, as long as what we can pull up is valuable stuff.

As a result, reality slapped him hard across the face.

Of the remaining three hundred-plus hooks, apart from pulling up two wrist-thick moray eels and a few worthless stonefish, all were empty hooks.

After finishing the second set of longline fishing, Wu Lei slumped onto the deck, somewhat questioning his existence.

He looked at the few lonely fish in the live water tank and quickly did some calculations in his mind.

One hundred pounds of live shrimp cost several hundred yuan.

The two boats traveled such a long distance, and the fuel cost must have been considerable.

Although there was a catch from the fish traps, this trip won't result in a loss; in fact, it will likely yield a considerable profit.

Compared to yesterday's harvest, it's like heaven and earth.

If we don't count the fish traps, the catch from these two sets of longline fishing will only fetch a maximum of two or three hundred yuan.

This isn't making money; it's throwing money into the sea!

"Ah Sui..." Wu Lei turned to look at Wu Sui, his voice a little weak.

"Something's not right."

"Did we come to the wrong place? The fish down here are too clever; they only eat the bait but don't bite the hook."

Before Wu Sui could speak, the walkie-talkie in the cockpit suddenly rang.

Wu Gang's irritable voice came from inside.

"Second brother, second brother! Did you hear me?"

Wu Sui picked up the walkie-talkie: "Brother, what's up?"

The walkie-talkie crackled with the sound of the sea breeze, mixed with Wu Gang's furious curses.

"What the hell is this place?"

"We've already retrieved four sets of cables using a winch!"

"Two thousand hooks! Guess how much stuff they pulled up?"

Wu Suiming asked, feigning ignorance, "How much?"

"Less than 100 jin!" Wu Gang roared into the walkie-talkie. "They're all worthless, not even a decent grouper in sight!"

"Are we cursed today? All the live shrimp have been fed to the turtles."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yang's frustrated howl came through the walkie-talkie.

"Brother-in-law, it's all my fault!"

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap came from the walkie-talkie, startling Wu Sui.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

Wu Gang said helplessly, "It's nothing. Xiao Yang felt he had bad luck, so he slapped himself."

Chen Yang cried out, his voice trembling with tears, "It must be because I didn't wash my hands before I left this morning."

"Four sets of lines! I was in charge of baiting them, and they all came up empty!"

"My hand is a complete idiot; it's driven all our good fortune away!"

Chen Yongqiang's voice also came over, sounding dejected.

"Brother Sui, how about we take it up and download it again from another location?"

"This place is really no good. The more we collect, the more we lose money. My heart is bleeding when I look at those empty hooks."

The people on both boats were now completely devastated by the dismal harvest.

Yesterday's overwhelming success raised their expectations too high, and today's disappointment has left them stunned.

Wu Lei squatted on the deck, smoking heavily, without saying a word.

Wang Dazhu leaned against the ship's side, head down, still blaming himself for the empty hooks of the first group.

On the walkie-talkie, Wu Gang's side also fell silent, with only the sound of waves crashing remaining.

Everyone was waiting for Wu Sui to make a decision.

After all, he was the owner and the backbone of this small fleet.

Wu Sui held the walkie-talkie, listening to everyone's complaints and self-blame, but there was no panic on his face.

He turned around, his back to Wu Lei and Wang Dazhu, facing the sea.

In my mind, the system radar quietly activated.

A virtual screen unfolds in front of your eyes.

Within a 50-meter radius, the underwater topography and fish distribution are clearly visible.

Wu Sui stared at the screen and grinned.

A golden spot of light was lurking near the location of the fourth group of longline fishers.

This was the first time he had ever encountered gold.

Previously, the most valuable thing was just the blue light spot, and it's unknown what surprise it will bring him.

Wu Sui turned off the radar and stepped out of the driver's seat.

"Brother Lei, go and start the boat."

Wu Lei was squatting on the deck smoking when he heard this, and he was stunned for a moment before quickly standing up.

"Ah Sui, where are you going? The third set of buoys is right in front of us, we haven't put them away yet."

"Leave the third group for now, drive straight over and collect the fourth group."

Wang Dazhu scratched his head and leaned closer, looking puzzled.

"Brother Sui, isn't the reeling in the line supposed to be done in order? Why jump over there? The fish down there don't know which group to reel in first."

"Listen to me, set sail."

Wu Sui didn't explain much, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.

"Big brother, stop collecting things over there for now. Bring the boat over here and follow us to the fourth group's location."

Wu Gang's puzzled voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Second brother, what are you up to? Aren't we going to take the third group?"

"Brother, trust me this once, bring the boat over, there's a surprise coming."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie, followed by Wu Gang's helpless sigh.

"Alright, the situation can't get much worse today anyway, so I'll do as you say."

The two fishing boats restarted, their engines roaring as they cut through the waves, passed the third set of longline buoys, and headed toward the fourth set.

Upon arrival, Wu Lei turned off the engine and let the boat drift on the sea.

"Dazhu, get the net; Lei, get the basket ready."

As Wu Sui gave the instructions, he walked to the side of the ship.

"Ah Sui, are you going to pull this group yourself?" Wu Lei leaned over and handed over the hook.

"Hmm, I'll try my luck and see if I can change my fortune."

Wu Sui took the hook and scooped up the buoy floating on the sea.

Wang Dazhu stood to the side, nervously rubbing his hands, his eyes fixed on the water.

"Brother Sui, you always have good luck. You're sure to get a big order this time and make up for all our losses."

Wu Sui smiled, didn't reply, grabbed the main thread with both hands, and began to pull it upwards rhythmically.

The first fishhook broke through the water.

Empty hook.

Not even a single shrimp shell was left; the bare fishhook gleamed in the sunlight.

Wu Lei and Da Zhu exchanged a glance, neither of them saying a word, but the muscles on their faces twitched noticeably.

The second sub-line is still empty.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

They pulled on more than a dozen hooks, but all of them came up empty; they couldn't even catch a single seaweed.

Wu Lei's face, which had been showing some anticipation, instantly fell.

He took out his cigarette case, pulled one out and put it in his mouth. He tried to light it several times but couldn't, and his hands were shaking.

"Sigh..." Wang Dazhu sighed heavily, plopped down on the deck like a deflated balloon.

"Damn it, Brother Sui, the bottom is probably empty too."

"We've completely lost out in this area today; we've even lost the money we would have spent on shrimp."

Wu Gang brought his boat closer and called out, "Hey, second brother, how's it going? Did you load the cargo? What about the surprise you promised?"

Chen Yang also leaned over the gunwale, stretched his neck, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Brother-in-law, what's the surprise? It's not going to be another bunch of empty hooks, is it? My heart can't take this kind of shock!"