April 13th, at five thirty in the morning.
Chen Yun, who multitasked between exercising and fishing, landed ashore with the fish in his net.
Thanks to the guidance of super visual-range perception, the spot where Chen Yun landed was not far from where he had left, roughly less than a hundred meters away.
After shaking off the water on his body, Chen Yun looked at the only sailfish in his net and revealed a satisfied smile.
The sailfish's sword-like upper jaw stuck out through the fishing net, and holding it in his hand, Chen Yun felt a great sense of achievement.
This creature was delicious and had high economic value. Due to the sailfish's swift speed and fierce nature, it was difficult to catch with ordinary nets, and only a few were entangled by drifting gillnets.
This was his harvest from the hard work he had put in last night and early this morning.
Chen Yun, who had been obsessed with fishing for a long time, had caught quite a few other fish.
