Chapter 242 Fish School
Winter always makes people want to take a nap.
Bifang was no exception, especially after he was sure there was no danger. Stimulated by the cold, he wanted to go back into the tent. However, after taking a few deep breaths, his blood oxygen content increased rapidly, and he cheered up and stood on the raft again.
The sky was silent because of dullness.
Suddenly, the silence was broken, the rain fell rustlingly, and the sea was covered with white.
The raft remained stable. Bifang reached out to touch it, feeling the chill of the raindrops splashing on his hands.
"Not every rain at sea is a storm. It's also like this, with no wind or waves, just raining. This is the best time to store rainwater."
Bifang exhaled a puff of mist, then went back into the tent, unbuttoned his coat that was holding rainwater, stretched out his hands to catch the rainwater, and even took out the plastic bottles and containers in the water purification device to collect the water.
But this time Bifang did not stand in the rain. Instead, he stretched out his hands outside and held his coat to catch water.
"It's not a storm this time. On the contrary, the sea is even calmer than usual, so we don't need to worry about the waves polluting the fresh water, nor do we need to worry about the raft shaking violently and causing fresh water to spill. In this case, you can just stay in the tent to get water. There's no need to freeze like I did last time."
The alarming coldness spread along Bifang's arms to his body, but it was undoubtedly much easier than the last time. Last time, Bifang was soaked like a drowned chicken and began to suffer from hypothermia. This time, only his arms were frozen, and it was just a drizzle.
"But don't be too careless. If you are in the Arctic Ocean, it may be worse because the overly cold environment may cause your cells to die, making the situation even worse. So the method of collecting rainwater must be determined according to the specific situation."
As he was talking, Bifang found that the coat in his hand had become much heavier. It seemed that the rain was not light. Besides, after the rain, it would be a good time to go fishing. He might even encounter a large number of squid floating up the surface. After not eating them for a few days, he missed the taste of slate squid.
Half an hour later, Bifang's arms felt a little stiff, but the coat in his hands was getting heavier and heavier, almost full. The rain was gradually easing up. After taking a few sips, Bifang quickly wrapped his coat around his waist with a bath towel.
“Then we just have to wait for the rain to stop.”
Bifang put the lid on the water bottle, tied the container up with the tent cloth again, and put it into the life raft.
The tent cloth has been consumed quite a bit in the past two days, but fortunately it is bulging and covers a larger area than the life raft itself, otherwise it would not be able to cover the life raft now.
Today is the twelfth day of survival at sea. There are only nine days left until the end of the mission, but Bifang has already stored more than ten liters of rain water, which means that he no longer has to worry about fresh water problems and can drink about one and a half liters of fresh water every day.
Even after you finish drinking the water in the container and bottle, you can still use the purification device to get more fresh water, which is almost the healthy drinking water standard.
[Awesome! Damn it! He can survive in such a harsh environment at sea. Awesome! Really awesome! ]
[Plus one, I thought Lao Fang would fail at first, but he had water and food, and even barbecue. It feels like the interest is compounding, and he can live for a few more months.]
[Just break the record of Pan Jinlian, live streaming for three months! ]
[Fuck Pan Jinlian, it’s Pan Lian! ]
[Impossible, Lao Fang can only shorten the time, not extend it, it is extremely short]
[By the way, where is the guy who said he wanted to write a novel last time? He said he would create a document, but has he started writing yet? ]
[Yes, that guy is in the fan group. We talked about it last time. He is said to have written a 100-word introduction.]
[Fuck, I want to watch it too]
[All ten fan groups are full...]
"Oh, you really wrote it?"
Bifang was also very surprised. He seldom hangs out in the group, so it was a little unbelievable to hear that someone had actually started writing.
[Yes, I have read it. The writing is beautiful and the words are gorgeous. It is a rare masterpiece. It will definitely have 10,000 orders when it is put on the shelves. It will be a masterpiece when it is completed. The online literary world has gained a great god.]
Bifang smiled and didn't care about the copyright issue. Instead, he said with interest, "I'll go take a look when it's published."
After the chat, the rain almost stopped, and Bifang hurried to the bow of the boat to prepare for fishing.
Sea fishing is quite interesting, especially when the prey is hooked and comes out of the water, there is a strong sense of satisfaction. The bigger the fish, the greater the sense of satisfaction.
No wonder so many people like to be fishermen.
Because it had just rained, the raft was still a little wet, so Bifang stood on the bow, waiting for the fish to bite.
The audience also became curious, wondering what they would catch this time and whether it was possible to catch the legendary bluefin tuna.
“Bluefin tuna?”
Bifang scratched his eyebrows and then shook his head. He stepped on the raft and pointed at the fishing line in his hand.
"It's unlikely. Although bluefin tuna mainly live in the Atlantic Ocean and can tolerate a wide range of temperatures, they are too powerful. It's hard for me to catch them with my limited resources. Wasn't it the same thing the other day? Because the fish was so big, it directly broke my line."
The audience couldn't help but nod their heads, also recalling what happened to Bifang the day before.
When Bifang was fishing that day, he had no idea what he had caught, but it was very heavy. Before it floated to the surface of the water, the fishing line broke with a snap, causing Bifang to lose a meat bait and a bone hook.
With a raft, fishing line and bone hooks, it is amazing if you can catch a fish weighing ten kilograms, let alone something like bluefin tuna. You can't even think about catching it, let alone thinking about it.
[Oh, that's a pity]
[When will Lao Fang go deep-sea tuna fishing and break a world record? ]
【Fang Shen: ???】
[You can break the world record just by saying so. It depends on luck, right? There are so many people fishing, how can you catch the biggest one as soon as you go out to sea?]
Bifang smiled and felt that the netizens' comments were quite interesting. Just as he was about to respond, the fishing line in his hand suddenly sank.
A fish is caught!
The relaxed spirit was instantly tensed, and Bifang immediately grabbed the fishing line. But when he looked down and wanted to pull the fish up, the situation under the water shocked everyone.
The clouds have just dispersed and the sun has just risen.
A huge school of fish consisting of tens of thousands of fish floats in the rosy glow, some of them form a spiral upward arc, some dive into the seabed like a whirlpool, some are as white as silver, some are almost transparent in the sun, and some even reflect a faint blue fluorescence, circling like a black hole vortex in the ocean. They swim quickly, and everywhere you look, there are rippling lights and shadows on the water.
The scene before me has a grand and glorious aura.
The dreamy beauty exceeds the limits of imagination, making people mistakenly think that the sunset-colored sea water is the sky before sunset, with schools of fish swimming in the sky.
Herring!
Thousands of Atlantic herring!
Bifang forgot to pull the string for a moment.
[Fuck, so many fish? Isn't this crazy?]
[What are you standing there for, Lao Fang? Get started! ]
[After doing this, brothers will never have to worry about food and drink in the future! ]
[Why does it look like herring? ]
[Fuck, that stinky can of herring?]
The moment they saw the school of fish, the audience was stunned. They had never seen such a spectacular scene before. How many fish were there? Thousands, tens of thousands, or even millions?
Too many to count!
Faced with the audience's excitement, Bifang remained unmoved and instead frowned.
The vortex formed by the school of fish seems to be shrinking?
The school of fish was clearly already as crowded as it could be, yet they were still shrinking. Suddenly, Bifang's heart began to beat wildly. This situation could only mean one thing.
There's a predator nearby!
【Something is coming! 】
The audience exclaimed and the camera switched quickly.
Underwater drone footage.
A slender black shadow swam in the sunset-colored sea, its long tail swaying slowly. It moved calmly, but everyone could see that it could burst out at an astonishing speed at any time and rush towards the target like a torpedo. Every dive caused the school of fish to shrink a little.
shark.
A school of sharks!
