Chapter 406 Sea King

  The color of the Barents Sea, in cloudy weather, seems to be a boundless black abyss.

  No one can know what lies in the depths of the sea under their ship.

   There may be buried treasures laden with gold coins from the 16th to the 19th centuries, or there may be something unknown.

   This is the reason why people have a fear of the deep sea...you have no idea what's on the bottom of the sea.

   But Yang Yang knows.

  Although the girl can only sense the position 300 meters below the sea, it is enough for the crabbing industry.

  Qing Chen was thinking that if Yangyang got tired of fighting in the world one day and came to this place to become a captain, he might become a crabbing captain ruling the Bering Sea and the Barents Sea.

  Looking at the ports all over the world, there is no one that can fight.

Yang Yang looked at Qing Chen and said in a low voice: "Actually, there is a life detector in the real world that detects a range of 300 meters, but everyone wants to call it back and forth, and doesn't think it will be too much to bring this thing to the watch world. Great use... It's not that it's useless, it's that it's not as useful as other technologies."

  Qing Chen understood what Yangyang meant. If the crab fishing boat had a life detector on it, the king crabs on the bottom of the sea would be miserable.

  Where is the crab farm, where there are crab activities, just use the life detector to check.

  However, when human beings pursue scientific and technological progress, they will always pay more attention to weapons. Even if Time Traveler brings technology back from the other world, it will be the same.

  At this time, Zhang Jian was about to drive the Arctic to the sea area that Yang Yang mentioned.

   In fact, Yangyang can’t point to which direction. Now her five sense organs are still being affected by the force field, so she is still a road idiot.

   Fortunately, Yangyang told Qingchen how many minutes ago he passed by, so Qingchen determined the location of the crab farm.

   "Wait, don't drive that way yet," Qing Chen frowned.

   "What's the matter," Old John wondered.

  He searched all around, and then handed the binoculars to Old John: "There have been ships following us from afar, go around with them first, and don't lead them to the place where we are going to be released."

  Old John froze for a moment. He had the final say on the deck. If the new sailor wanted to seize power, it would be a very serious matter.

  But when he saw the figure of the Alps through the telescope, he still called Zhang Jian: "Zhang, let's go around with the Alps."

  Old John looked at Qing Chen in amazement, the Alps looked like a small white spot in the distance, the boy didn't use a telescope just now, how did he find the Alps.

   Moreover, Qing Chen's tone seemed to be very sure of where they were going, as if there were countless king crabs.

  The crabbing trip was a bit tense, and the Longtail, Orca, and Alps seemed to be vaguely surrounding the Arctic.

   This covetous attitude made Old John feel a little uneasy.

  Qing Chen asked: "What will happen if there is a conflict between the crabbing boats at sea?"

  Old John said with a serious face: "Someone will sneak into the sea and cut the ropes on other people's floats, and let all your crab pots sink to the bottom of the sea."

  Qing Chen froze for a moment: "That's it?"

  Old John said: "They have many sets of diving suits on board, but in order to save money, Zhang Jian didn't prepare one on the Arctic."

  This means that they have no chance to fight back at all.

  However, after Old John finished speaking, he noticed that Qing Chen had a relaxed expression on his face.

   To be honest, Qing Chen thought that everyone would fight at sea, if it was just going to the sea to cut the float...

   It's almost meaningless.

Cutting the buoy is actually a very insidious method, which can cause heavy losses to a crabbing boat. There have been several such situations in the Barents Sea, either a certain captain slept another captain’s wife, or The harbor crabbers are ready to reshuffle.

  Qing Chen gazed far into the distance at the edge of the sea: "Let's go to the destination, the Alps is gone."

  Old John looked in that direction, his eyes widened, but he saw nothing: "Why didn't I see anything?"

  Qing Chen gave him a strange look: "Of course I can't see them all gone."

   These words almost made Old John angry!

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   While the ship was shaking, Old John directed Yang Yang to hang the herring bait into the crab pots, and directed Qing Chen and Ni Dep to throw the 8 crab pots into the sea one by one.

   Niederp stared at Qingchen closely, as if he was afraid that the young man on the opposite side would be lazy when he threw himself into the crab cage.

  After all, the 680-pound crab cage, after Old John used a crane to put the crab cage on the delivery platform at the edge of the deck, two people needed to hang the floating rope and push it down together.

   At this time, if one person is lazy, the other person will consume a lot of energy.

  However, Niederp feels strangely that he seems to save a lot of effort than before...

   Could it be that the quality of the crab pot rented by Zhang Jian is not good, so the weight is light?

  Nedep took a look at Qing Chen, and secretly lifted the crab pot alone...he didn't lift it.

  One pound is equal to about 0.45 kilograms. If you don’t calculate carefully, a crab pot is about 610 kilograms. This is something that ordinary people can lift. Otherwise, why do cranes need to be used on crabbing boats...

  However, just because of this distraction, a huge wave came in front of him, Niederp was hit by this wave and retreated, just stepping on the rope reel.

  The crab cage quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, and the flying ropes were about to wrap around Niederp's ankles.

  Old John yelled, "Cut the rope!"

  However, surprisingly, Qing Chen didn't do this, and didn't even pull out the dagger in his overalls.

  Old John was in a hurry. He knew how serious the consequences would be if the crew did not follow what he said.

   If Niederp was entangled and dragged into the sea, he would not be able to survive at all. In just over ten seconds, the huge pressure on the bottom of the sea would kill Niederp.

   However, another wave came.

  When the waves were about to hit the deck, Old John clearly saw Qing Chen holding the rope with one hand.

  The falling crab cage was also stopped suddenly!

  He froze for a moment, and pulled the rope with his bare hands? !

  Before Old John realized what was going on, the waves had already hit everyone, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

  When the waves flowed down the deck and into the sea again, Old John supported the crane, and immediately looked in Niederp's direction.

   I saw Ni Depp sitting on the deck, and Yang Yang was standing beside him.

  Just at that moment, Qing Chen pulled the rope for a moment, which loosened Nidepp's ankle, which was tightly bound.

  Yangyang took advantage of this opportunity to get Nedpulla out, and the perfect tacit cooperation between the two saved Nedpulla's life.

   But it was all covered by the waves.

  Old John looked at Qingchen again, the other party was not pulling the rope, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

   "What's going on?" Old John wondered.

   Niederp said tremblingly: "I don't know, I thought I was going to fall into the sea, but I was pulled out by this girl just in time."

  In fact, when the second wave came, Niederp himself didn't know what happened.

  Everything came too fast, and the waves blocked everyone's sight.

  Old John glanced at Qing Chen hesitantly. Even if there is buoyancy in the sea, the crab cage should not be able to be held by a normal person with one hand. How much strength would it take? This kind of force slaps a person on the face, and it is afraid that it can directly kill the person.

  Old John wasn't sure whether Qingchen was pulling the rope, or it might be that Yangyang moved faster.

  He was full of doubts.

  Old John turned his head and looked at Niederp: "You don't want to die?! Do you know that you can't be distracted on the crabbing boat? Do you think the crabbers can make so much money?"

  Crab catchers are one of the most dangerous professions in the world, second only to mercenaries in the Middle East.

  Its danger is that the operating temperature is too low, the working hours are too long, and the waves are too big in winter.

  Low temperature will make the crew unresponsive, and long working hours will make people tired. If you don't sleep for 20 hours in a row, even the world's top e-sports players will make mistakes frequently.

  In this environment, facing the worst weather in the world, you may die at any time.

  In the port, there are many sailors who leave due to injuries every year. After the crabbing season, some people will not die, and they will lose a few legs and arms, as if the money is not solid.

  Old John was silent for a moment and asked Qing Chen, "Why didn't you cut the rope immediately?"

  Qing Chen said: "Zhang Jian said that if a crab pot is lost, it is worth 1,000 euros, and the person who rented it should be compensated. Zhang Jian is so poor, it must be very distressing to lose a crab pot."

Old John said coldly: "Crab pots are often lost in the Barents Sea. Sometimes in stormy weather, the sailors can't throw the grapples correctly, and the balloon floats are cut, and five or six crab pots can be lost in one night. . Crab pots are expensive, but human lives are even more expensive.”

  Qing Chen smiled and said: "Okay, I understand, next time I will cut the rope as soon as possible."

  Old John picked up the wired phone on the deck: "Captain, the ship is sailing, change to another place."

  Zhang Jian asked: "The waves just now were too big, are you okay?"

  Old John said: "It's all right."

  Everyone's overalls were beaten by seawater. Although this thing is waterproof, it is inevitable that seawater will pour in from the neckline.

  However, this is nothing to crabbers.

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  The crabbing boat starts, and the crew sits in the cabin and eats sandwiches.

   Niederp felt as if he would fall asleep at any time while eating. He was already close to the limit of his body's endurance.

  Another thing that surprised Old John happened. After eating the sandwiches with tired faces, Qing Chen and Yang Yang ran to sit on the deck again, watching the waves rolling on the sea.

  At a certain moment, Old John felt that this sandwich was like a prop in the game. After eating it, the crabman would be revived with full blood...

   "Do you think this trip to sea will encounter the stormy weather you want?" Yangyang asked.

  Qing Chen smiled: "No one can say this. The knight's life-and-death challenge is all about luck. Thirty-meter waves can be met but not sought. Let it go."

   "Then if you can't wait this time, you will wait in Amsterdam?" Yangyang asked curiously.

   "Well," Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I may encounter very dangerous things when I travel next time, so I must improve my strength."

  According to the plan of the Qing family's shadow, the next exchange of Qing Mu with the Age of God will most likely not be in the city.

  The Age of God will definitely choose a relatively neutral place, and there is a high probability that it will be in No. 065 Forbidden Land, 410 kilometers northeast of No. 10 City.

  It is not suitable for the army to enter on a large scale, and the most important thing is that No. 065 has a known rule: the deal reached cannot be broken.

  Anyone who turns back on others after trading here will die for violating the rules.

  Therefore, there is even a production base outside No. 065 Taboo Land that has become a small town. Many wilderness people and federal people conduct transactions here.

   It has to be said that human beings can always make the most of nature from various angles.

  Qing Chen heard about the small town outside No. 065 Forbidden Land on the Weibo hot search of Watch World. It is called the New Dragon Inn of the Inner World...

  Although it seemed safe to trade Qing Mu there, Qing Chen always felt that something was wrong.

   After all, it is a wilderness, or a taboo place, and danger will always exist.

  Six hours later, Old John stood in front of the crane with a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a vague voice: "Qing, you throw the hook claw, we will pull up the eight pathfinding cages that were put in earlier!"

   Zhang Jian held the steering wheel tightly with both hands in the cab, not knowing whether it was sweat or sea water.

  If the pathfinding cage still can't find the crab group this time, it means that he needs to continue to change places and consume more fuel.

  Qing Chen hit the float again with a hook.

  When the rope of the crane was tightened, Old John immediately noticed the situation: "There are goods!"

   This is the intuition of the old sailor. You only need to look at the speed when the crane pulls up the crab cage to know whether there are king crabs in the crab cage.

   Now, Old John also became nervous. He looked towards the end of the crane, where the stretched rope was constantly pulling up the crab cage.

   When the crab pot appeared on the water, Old John was stunned.

  The cage full of king crabs was densely packed, and Niederp stared blankly. He swore that he had never seen so many king crabs in one cage in his life.

  Qing Chen looked back at Old John: "Crane!"

  Old John came back to his senses, and quickly controlled the crane to hang the crab cage directly above the deck.

  Qing Chen untied the rope at the bottom of the crab cage, and countless king crabs fell down.

   "Quickly count how many there are?!" Old John said impatiently.

   Qing Chen glanced over: "132."

  Old John was stunned. Wearing his bulky overalls, he ran to the wired phone: "Boss, we have found a golden crab farm!"

   Zhang Jian in the cab was stunned, Golden Crab Farm? !

   What a long name this is.

   According to legend, the only crab farm in the Barents Sea that can hold 120 king crabs in one cage deserves to be called a golden crab farm!

  Old John yelled into the phone: "You got rich, do you hear that? You got rich!"

   After finishing speaking, Old John commanded the crew on the deck: "Quickly take the calipers and see how many unqualified juvenile crabs there are!"

  Qing Chen cheerfully took the caliper to measure, threw the qualified ones into the warehouse, and threw the unqualified ones into the sea. Among the 132 king crabs, only 6 were unqualified.

   This is a real golden crab farm!

   At this moment, Old John's eyes on Yangyang have changed. He is now very sure that this pair of young men and women from China will definitely know the legendary magic!

  The other party said that it was just an excuse to see that it was pleasing to the eye. It must have been found that there were crabs on the bottom of the sea to guide the crabbing boat back here.

   Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence? !

  Also, if this girl is so miraculous, then it must not be an illusion when he saw Qing Chen holding the descending rope with one hand just now!

  Thinking of this, the way Old John looked at Qing Chen changed...

  However, before he could think about anything else, a red and black crabbing boat was approaching quickly in the distance.

  "Long Tail!" Old John's expression darkened immediately: "No, quickly throw all the king crabs into the warehouse and pretend that nothing was salvaged."

  This is a golden crab farm, which can produce 132 crabs per cage, and other crab fishing boats must not be known.

   Otherwise, Orca, Longtail, and Alps will definitely come to carve up the king crabs here.

  Seeing the Long Tail approaching quickly, Old John stood on the deck with a nonchalant expression.

More than ten meters away, a middle-aged white man on the deck of the Longtail looked at the empty crab pots of the Arctic, and laughed loudly: "Old John, is the Arctic going to fail again this year? Why don't you come here now?" I'm on the boat, and I'll build a sampan for you."

  Old John shouted angrily: "When I went out to sea to catch crabs, you were bullied into a slug at school. Get out, stay away from my pathfinder cage, and don't let you bring us bad luck!"

  The middle-aged white man took a serious look at the Arctic again, then waved his hand to the rear, signaling the helmsman to leave.

   Before the Long Tail sailed away, the middle-aged man said to the sailor behind him, "Attention! The Arctic has found a crab farm!"

  A sailor said strangely: "Their crab cages are empty."

The middle-aged man sneered: "Didn't you notice that the crab cage has been hoisted to the middle of the deck? It's clear that a cage of king crabs has just been unloaded. Besides, didn't you see how nervous Old John was, standing on the deck for a long time?" Not moving at all. Before that, he would have jumped up to send my mother away! Go radio and tell Fenr and Craig that there must be a crab farm under the North Pole!"

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  On the North Pole, after the Longtail left, Old John happily directed the crew to pull up the remaining pathfinder cages.

  The second cage, 113 birds.

  The third cage, 119 birds.

  The fourth cage, 127…

   Not one cage is ever left empty.

  Old John said happily: "Right here, we put down 80 crab pots, each with a distance of 400 feet!"

  At this moment, he still didn't realize that his poor acting skills hadn't fooled the captain of the Longtail at all, and the Orca and the Alps were also on their way.

   Qingchen asked Yangyang in a low voice: "How many crabs are there down there?"

  Yangyang silently perceives it, and wants to report an accurate number directly like Qing Chen, which will look very powerful.

   It's just that she counted for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out, so she replied briefly: "A lot."

  Qing Chen: "...Does this answer take a long time to think about?"

  Yangyang calmly said: "I'm a little tired."

Qing Chen didn't bother with this detail, he turned his head and looked at Old John: "Let's put down all the crab pots, I don't think the Long Tail will leave so easily, in case they come to play a prank again, I'm afraid It is to affect the income of the North Pole."

  Old John just wanted to refute, but he realized that something was wrong between Qingchen and Yangyang, so he thought for a moment and asked: "Do you think I didn't deceive them just now?"

  Qing Chen said seriously: "The performance elements are too obvious, the body language is a bit stiff, and the language expression is not rich enough..."

  Old John was stunned for a moment, why did he comment on this, making you look like a professional actor.

   Before he could make a decision, Qing Chen actually picked up the phone on the deck and said to Zhang Jian: "Zhang Jian, make a circle at 15 knots, we're going to put all the crab pots here!"

  Zhang Jian froze for a moment: "What did Old John say?"

  The old John on the side was silent for a long time: "Do as he said."

  After hanging up the phone, Old John took a deep look at Qing Chen. Somehow, this rookie sailor who had been ridiculed by everyone in the port was going to become the backbone of the North Pole.

  The Arctic started slowly.

  Under normal circumstances, crabbers will cast their nets widely, throwing 30 crab pots here, and then throwing 30 more crab pots a few nautical miles away after leaving. After all, the number of king crabs in the same place is limited.

  After the crab pots are cast, go to other places for a stroll, and come back eight hours later to pick up the crab pots.

   But it’s different now, knowing that there is a golden crab farm below, they throw all the crab cages down and don’t leave!

   Qing Chen's plan is very simple, he thinks that the Long Tail will definitely go back and forth, so they have to guard here!

   This is their golden crab farm!

   Into the night.

  The deck of the Arctic is brightly lit, and everyone is sitting in the cabin, waiting for the time to pull up all the crab pots to see how the harvest is.

  Only Qingchen and Yangyang were still standing on the deck, no matter how the ship shook, they still stood upright.

  The North Pole has dropped anchor, and Zhang Jian has a rare opportunity to sit in the cabin and eat something peacefully.

  He silently looked at the backs of the young man and woman on the deck. It was not until today that he realized that there might be something wrong with these two people.

  Old John secretly told him a lot of things during the meal, and as a result, Zhang Jian's expression on the two of them also changed.

  Who would have thought that these two rookie sailors who had been ridiculed for two days at the port would lead them to the golden crab farm? !

   Moreover, Old John said that Qingchen held the falling crab cage with one hand... This is a bit too unbelievable, and Zhang Jian is still skeptical at this time.

   But just as he was looking at the backs of the two, Qing Chen suddenly turned his head: "Here we are."

  Zhang Jian put down the plate in his hand, walked to the deck and looked outside: "Didn't see the lighthouse on the ship, John, is there any movement on the radar?"

   Old John replied: "No."

  Qing Chen said: "It should be approached by turning off the lights and radar. The person who came was not friendly."

  Zhang Jian became nervous.

   Then, he saw Qing Chen standing on the icy deck, taking off his heavy overalls, leaving only a pair of swimsuit and shorts inside.

   "You...what are you going to do?" Zhang Jian was stunned. The other party had already put on a swimsuit inside? !

  The next moment, Qing Chen jumped into the icy water. He didn't wear a diving suit and didn't bring an oxygen cylinder, so he just jumped down abruptly.

  In an instant, Zhang Jian felt like he was watching a DC movie "Sea King"!

  Zhang Jian stammered and looked at Yang Yang: "He...he!"

  Yangyang laughed in the dark and said, "Don't worry, he's fine."

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  6000-word chapter, 12,000 words updated today, finally paid off what I owed a few days ago... let out a sigh of relief.

  (end of this chapter)