dmims Chapter 413 The Use of Fish-Killing Bags
Chapter 413 The Use of Fish-Killing Bags
Chapter 413 The Use of Fish-Killing Bags
The camera in the live stream shook violently as Lin Yu'an ran, with tents and icebergs rushing past in the background, the wind howling, creating a tense and immersive atmosphere.
When Lin Yu'an rushed back to his tent like a gust of wind, Nuoya was kneeling on the ice, her hands tightly gripping the Guangwei fishing rod that had been stretched into a terrifying full moon shape.
The fishing rod groaned under extreme stress, as if it might break at any moment.
Meanwhile, the EZH5000 electric wheel was steadily feeding the cable outwards inch by inch, while simultaneously emitting a high-pitched and sharp alarm sound—the roar of the braking system wrestling with the massive object under extreme load!
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Noah's forehead. Despite wearing gloves, the immense force emanating from the deep sea was still taking its toll on her.
Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Yu'an rushed forward and took the fishing rod, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, from her hands.
"Buzz—!!!"
The moment the fishing rod touched my hand, a violent and primal force surged up the rod and straight into my arm!
"Good heavens—"
Lin Yu'an lowered his legs slightly, his core strength exploded instantly, and he was firmly rooted to the ice like a nail.
He could even clearly feel that 500 meters below, the monster was frantically shaking its head and charging, trying to break free of its restraints.
Instead of immediately starting the electric reel to force a retraction, he first stabilized the rod and felt the rhythm of each of his opponent's exertions.
This is the most primal struggle between hunter and prey!
While holding the fishing rod firmly, Lin Yu'an offered the still-warm reindeer sausage to Noah's mouth, a relaxed smile even on his face.
"Here you go, honey, I bought you some grilled sausages. Replenish your energy first. You did a great job! What follows may be a long battle."
Noah was stunned for a moment, looking at his back, which remained as steady as a mountain under the violent pulling force, and the sausage being handed to his mouth. The tension in her heart was instantly replaced by a warm feeling.
Just as she was about to open her mouth, her gaze fell upon Mars, who was squatting to the side.
At this moment, Mars was sticking out his tongue, staring longingly at the sausage near Noah's mouth. His blue eyes were filled with desire, and there was even a string of glistening saliva shards hanging from the corner of his mouth.
It was very well-behaved, didn't make a fuss, and just silently begged with the most pitiful eyes.
"Did the Mars baby eat?" Noah asked softly, a little worried.
"I ate it," Lin Yu'an glanced at his greedy dog and replied with a wry smile, "That guy was even faster than me, he finished one in two bites without even chewing it."
Noah chuckled, opened her mouth and took a small bite of the sausage, but she didn't take a second bite.
Instead, he took the remaining half off the bamboo skewer and handed it to Mars's mouth.
"Awoo~"
Mars let out a happy hum, carefully snatched the still-steaming sausage, and wagged its tail behind it like a rattle, as if it had just received the most delicious reward in the world.
This scene was broadcast live in its entirety via the phone hanging around Lin Yu'an's neck.
[With Arya in the lead, Raven in the middle, and a mysterious woman in the back, Anzi, you're in danger!]
【The Martian babies are so cute!】
Did you see the angle the rod was bent at?! It's almost folded in half! It looks like it's about to break at any second!
Stop chatting! Look at the screen on the electric wheel! The speed has slowed down! Is the streamer about to fight back?!
Lin Yu'an ignored the noise of the comments and quietly sensed the movements underwater.
After several rounds of frantic sprints, the frequency of that burst of power began to decrease.
It's now!
Lin Yu'an's eyes suddenly sharpened.
"Hold on tight, buddy."
He pressed the "uniform speed recovery" button on the Ekuda electric wheel.
"Buzzing—"
After a few minutes of silence, the electric wheel, known as the "domestic tractor," finally roared in retaliation!
The output line numbers on the LCD screen stopped increasing and began to decrease at a slow but unstoppable, uniform rate: 400m — 380m 330m —
This is no longer a simple contest of strength, but a battle to wear down willpower.
The brushless motor of the electric reel continuously provides powerful torque, retrieving the fishing line inch by inch from the abyss.
The sturdy rod of the Guangwei fishing rod acts like a giant spring, perfectly absorbing every frantic charge of the sea monster.
"It's coming up! It's being pulled up!" Noah shouted excitedly, her eyes glued to the screen.
The viewers in the live stream held their breath, watching the white dot representing the fish being slowly dragged away from the seabed on the sonic screen.
This tug-of-war, spanning 500 meters of water, lasted a full fifteen minutes.
When the depth display on the screen showed only ten meters remaining, Lin Yu'an turned off the electric regeneration.
"In the final stage, you have to rely on your feel for it," he said in a deep voice, gripping the fishing rod tightly with both hands again.
Lin Yu'an felt the power coming from the fishing rod. It was no longer the explosive force that had been rushing around wildly before, but a kind of savage dragging sensation.
He knew that the behemoth had exhausted its first wave of energy, and now it was his turn to take control of the pace.
"Noah, come here, catch it!"
Noah immediately stepped forward and took the Guangwei fishing rod, which was bent to its limit, from his hand.
"Hold on! Maintain this bow shape, and whatever you do, don't let the line come loose!" Lin Yu'an instructed, turning to the toolbox in the corner.
This scene instantly caused an uproar among the viewers in the live stream:
【What's going on? The streamer isn't controlling the fish himself, and is letting the girl handle it?】
[Are you crazy?! The fish is almost at the cave entrance, what is he going to do? Changing the driver at this point is a huge no-no!]
Lin Yu'an pulled an electric ice drill from his toolbox. He knelt beside the ice hole, checking the drill bit's sharpness as he began his on-the-spot demonstration: "Guys, remember this. When ice fishing for Atlantic halibut, 90% of the failures happen in the last ten meters."
"The sonar indicates that this big guy below is at least half a meter wide. Our 10-inch hole might not even be big enough for its head to pass through. So, we have to widen the hole before it can be pulled to the opening."
He glanced at Noah, whose cheeks were flushed from exertion, gave her an encouraging look, and then started the electric ice drill.
"Buzz—buzz buzz buzz one"
With a powerful roar from the motor, ice shards flew out like a fountain, and Lin Yu'an demonstrated his amazing control.
Centered on the main cave, he drilled two secondary caves, one at the nine o'clock position and the other at the three o'clock position, almost adjacent to the main cave.
Now, three closely spaced holes in the shape of the Chinese character "品" have formed on the ice.
"Very good! Now, the most crucial step!" Lin Yu'an threw down the electric drill and picked up a steel ice pick.
"Even a professional icebreaker can't break through a 1.2-meter-thick layer of ice in a short time. But we just used a power drill to change its structure, first making the ice layer look like a honeycomb, and then breaking through its weakest point in one fell swoop!"
He spotted the ice wall between the main cave and the secondary cave, which was less than ten centimeters thick, gripped the ice chisel tightly with both hands, exerted his strength from his waist and abdomen, and smashed it down!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
With each strike of the heavy steel chisel, the ground of the entire tent shook.
The once indestructible sea ice, after having two secondary holes punched in it, had its structural strength greatly reduced. Now it was like a brittle cookie, rapidly crumbling under Lin Yu'an's violent chiseling!
In just half a minute, the two thin ice walls were completely pierced! The three separate ice caves were connected into a huge oval gap!
Lin Yu'an immediately picked up the huge metal strainer, reached into the newly opened hole, and scooped out the pieces of ice floating inside one by one.
The clear, bottomless seawater reappeared before their eyes.
"Noya, get ready to hook up!"
Lin Yu-an took a deep breath, took back the fishing rod from Nuoya, and began his final "pump-action" reel-in.
He slowly raised the fishing rod, then quickly reeled in the line as he lowered it. The huge, ghost-like white outline finally appeared beneath the enormous ice cave.
This time, there were no obstacles.
"Now!"
The moment the giant fish head surfaced, Noah precisely hooked the massive object in her hand into the water and firmly hooked it onto its huge lower jaw.
"Three, two, one, go!"
Lin Yu'an threw away his fishing rod, and he and Nuoya each grabbed one end of the hook. With a powerful, beast-like roar, the enormous creature was finally dragged out of the widened ice hole!
"Splash—!!!"
With a loud splash, an Atlantic halibut, over 1.5 meters long and flat as a giant door panel, was flung onto the mat inside the tent.
Its entire body is dark brown, its skin is as rough as sandpaper, and its huge mouth can even fit a football.
Due to the loss of pressure, its eyes bulged slightly, making it look particularly ferocious.
Exhausted, Noah collapsed onto the mat, panting heavily. Her face was covered in both ice water and sweat, but her eyes shone with the brilliant light of victory.
Lin Yu'an, panting heavily, looked at the spoils in front of him, then at the disheveled but excited Nuoya beside him, and smiled.
"Done."
The chat room went completely crazy after witnessing that textbook-perfect maneuver.
[Holy crap! Holy crap! All I can say is "Holy crap!" I'm so uncultured!]
[Big, so big, it's too big! All I can say is "big" because I'm so uncultured!]
If I were to eat this fish myself, I estimate it would last me a month...
"Noah, spread out the fish-killing bag." Noah immediately understood and turned around to drag a folded white bag out of the equipment pile.
The two of them worked together to unfold the bag, which was a huge sack made of thick, waterproof material, big enough to hold two adults.
They worked together to lift the flounder into the bag.
What is this? A body bag? It looks a bit scary.
[I know this! It's a professional fish-killing bag! Super expensive! The streamer even prepared this?]
[A fish-killing bag? Isn't that used for killing and bleeding fish? Bleeding them now? Aren't you going to weigh them first?]
[Yeah, is the streamer crazy? The competition is about weight; bleeding him out now would just be a waste of several kilograms, wouldn't it?]
Lin Yu'an glanced at the comments and calmly said to the camera, "Guys, remember this, it's a key point."
"In all formal deep-sea fishing competitions, there is an unwritten rule, or rather an industry consensus, that the quality and weight of the catch are equally important."
"For fish like Atlantic halibut, if they are not bled immediately, the blood will quickly coagulate and deteriorate in the muscles, producing a large amount of fishy substances, which will greatly reduce the value of the entire fish."
"In a professional fishing and hunting culture, this is considered a waste of prey and is a very unprofessional act."
"Therefore, the weigh-in of the competition is based on the weight after bleeding has occurred. If the referee sees that you haven't bled, they might even remind you to do so before weighing. Everyone is operating under the same standard, so there's no issue of anyone being disadvantaged."
"Besides, this is for our own good. This fish will ultimately belong to us, and I don't want to bring a rotten fish home."
[Wait a minute! Host, I have a bold idea! Why don't you just let the blood flow directly into the sea? Wouldn't that make the best blood bait?]
This comment instantly ignited the live stream, with countless "Holy crap" and "Great idea" comments following closely behind.
Lin Yu'an glanced at the comment, "Your idea sounds wonderful, but in the deep-sea hunting grounds here, it's the most basic mistake, you could even say it's suicidal."
"You must understand, the smell of blood in the sea is not the opening bell of a buffet, but the clarion call of war!"
"In the dark world five hundred meters deep, there are only two kinds of creatures that can react to such a strong smell of blood."
"The first one is the true apex predator of these waters—the Greenland shark! Their sense of smell is even more acute than that of a hunting dog. Once they smell blood, they will come running immediately."
"At that time, what will come will not be flounders, but a group of underwater tanks three to five meters long."
"Once the sharks get into the area, this fishing spot will be completely ruined for the rest of the day."
"As for the second one, that is our target—the Atlantic halibut king."
"How did this giant flounder, which has lived for decades, manage to survive to this day? Was it because of its gluttony? No, it was because of its caution."
"The sudden appearance of its own kind of bloody scent, in its eyes, had only one signal—extreme danger here!"
"It will immediately sense the presence of a powerful predator nearby that could easily kill its kind. Its first reaction will definitely not be to rush over to steal the food, but to immediately flee the area, the farther the better!"
Lin Yu'an concluded, "So, using blood to create a nest can indeed work, but it's not suitable here."
As he spoke, he swiftly and precisely stabbed the artery below the fish's gills.
Hot blood gushed out instantly, all of it remaining in the black waterproof bag.
The whole process was clean, efficient, and even a little...elegant.
Lin Yu'an zipped up the waterproof zipper of the fish-cleaning bag and cleaned the scene up, as if the fierce fight and bloody disposal had never happened.
After doing all this, he and Noah leisurely walked out of the tent.
Then, together they inserted the bright orange triangular flag into the slot at the top of the tent.
On this white plain surrounded by icebergs, this small flag was like a silent horn, instantly piercing the tranquility of the arena.
Out of the camera's view, Noah hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Honey, you did it."
The voice was soft, yet it was like a scalding electric current, instantly striking Lin Yu'an's most vulnerable heart.
A long-lost title, or rather, a title he had never truly possessed.
In her past life, Noah knew that hearing this name would remind him of Arya. So no matter how close they were, she carefully avoided using that word.
It was a kind of thoughtfulness, but also an insurmountable distance.
But in this life, everything is different.
She could finally call out the name she had silently recited countless times in her heart, a name filled with love and belonging, without any reservations.
Lin Yu'an's body stiffened abruptly, as if a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years in his heart had suddenly erupted!
At this moment, he seemed to understand the word "destiny." In his past life, Arya was his eternal regret, and in this life, Noah was his eternal debt.
He turned around abruptly and pulled Noah into his arms.
He didn't speak.
All words seem pale and powerless at this moment.
Lin Yu'an lowered his head and kissed him.
About 500 meters from fishing spot A-1, the referee's tent was filled with the warm air, carrying the rich aroma of coffee and a hint of the smell of a diesel heater.
Ennis, holding a steaming cup of hand-drip coffee, leaned idly against the transparent observation window of the tent, scanning the endless frozen arena through a high-powered Zeiss telescope.
Less than an hour into the competition, the entire Icefjord was as tranquil as a frozen oil painting.
Aside from the occasional sound of snowmobiles patrolling, most fishing spots remained quiet and deserted. He estimated that the first decent catch that would make him leave his comfortable chair wouldn't appear until the afternoon at the earliest.
"Hey, Ennis, give me some more sugar cubes." His colleague, another referee Jack, was slumped in his folding chair like a lazy fat seal, yawning with his eyes half-closed.
"Take it yourself." Ennis snorted without turning his head. "I'm not your wife, I don't have to serve you afternoon tea."
Jack let out a sticky, deliberately ambiguous nasal sound: "Uh, Ennis, actually—you can be if you want—"
"Fu*koff!" Ennis retorted without hesitation, giving Jack the middle finger, which elicited an exaggerated chuckle.
Ennis ignored the boring guy and continued to scan the ice field with his binoculars.
His camera panned across fishing spot number 7, where last year's meticulous German champion, as precise as a clock, sat like a statue.
We passed another well-equipped European anglers' camp, resembling a military base, where the expensive tents and equipment gleamed in the sunlight.
Finally, the crosshairs of his telescope slowly moved toward the giant iceberg that resembled a blue crystal mountain range.
Beneath the majestic iceberg cliffs, in the most remote corner of the competition area, the A-1 fishing spot, which they jokingly called the "Emperor's Seat," stood quietly.
Suddenly, Ennis stopped moving abruptly.