The Top Fishing

For the next 10 minutes, the massive fish underwater seemed to never tire, as it sprinted again and again, while Lin Yang fully exhibited the tough character of a fisherman who would risk his life but not his wealth, gripping the rod tightly and gritting his teeth with determination.

Five more minutes passed, and the force of the fish’s sprints finally weakened.

Lin Yang seized the opportunity, locked the drag, and reeled in line desperately. Under the powerful torque and pulling force of the winder, the fish, already exhausted, was pulled out of the water.

At that moment, the drone’s camera provided a top-down close-up view, offering everyone a deeper understanding of the fish’s details.

Visually, it was about 1.2 meters long, round like a torpedo, with a large dorsal fin that could retract into a groove on its back, followed by a series of pretty bright yellow fins.

"A small bluefin, about a hundred pounds, do we bring it aboard?" Lin Yang had already made an accurate judgment, he turned his head to ask Captain Harry.

Indeed, once on board, most of the decisions had to be consulted with the captain, due to various local rules or legal regulations, which even Zhang Lin might get wrong.

Harry, having just made a bold statement over the radio, couldn’t possibly contradict himself. After a glance at the fish in the water he shook his head, "Too small, doesn’t meet the minimum catch size standards, can’t bring it aboard, wait for me, I’ll go get the dart tag."

Harry gestured a goodbye, turned, and went into the cabin, soon returning with a metal tube about a meter long and as thick as a thumb.