On the sandy beaches of the deserted island, the pirate had already woken up. While clutching his face and repeatedly cursing Chu Mingcheng, he covered his face and muttered "Shaha Shaha."
Not until the sun had made him dizzy and his stomach was frantic with hunger did he dejectedly make his way back to his camp.
What he didn't know was that, on the other side of the island, Chu Mingcheng was happily collecting his extended fishing lines.
As expected, the Philippines Sea had a high potential for exploration. There weren't many fish caught with the five extended lines, just over two hundred and thirty pounds, but they had added five experience points to his total.
So now, the experience points for the seafood handbook had reached forty, only sixty species away from an upgrade.
After sorting all the fish into the refrigerator compartment, Chu Mingcheng set off towards the first fishing spot.
