Blue Star Survival Project: Animal Edition

The sea surface is sunny, and fishermen's boats are dotted all over the fishing ground.

The island of Newfoundland is full of boulders, and there is not even a few pieces of land to grow potatoes, so it can be called barren.The only thing the locals rely on is the inexhaustible cod in the fishing grounds.

"One, two, three, from—"

The fishing net was lifted, and the young man standing at the bow immediately let go, and the cod inside spilled out, jumping on the deck, and some of the vigorous ones even jumped back into the sea.

The man standing on the other side quickly put away the fishing net, poured the remaining cod in the net bag into the wooden bucket filled with sea water, and then quickly squatted down to rescue the fish on the deck as much as possible.

Seeing the man's tall body lying low at his feet, with his chapped hands spread out, just to catch a few jumping fish, the boy didn't have any look of guilt in his eyes. Instead, he put his hands behind his head and casually blew whistle.

"Alexey, you are making trouble like this."

After cleaning up the mess, the man straightened up. His face, which had been devastated by the sea wind and scorching sun, was abnormally black and red. The upper half of his face was hidden under the shadow of the hat. His voice was calm, and he could not distinguish between emotions and anger.

"I made trouble? If you didn't let me go, I would have joined Evans' fishing team long ago. Look at them, the fish they catch in a day are several times that of ours!"

The boy's eyes were wide open due to excitement, and his beautiful gray-green pupils were exceptionally clear in the sunlight, always reminiscent of a tropical shallow sea swaying with seaweed.

These eyes add a lot to his image, because this young man named Alexei is a novice who just entered the industry this year, and there are no scars left by the sea on his face or body. Not something to be proud of for a man.

His biggest dream is to catch cod far beyond all his peers, so that he will be admired by all the girls in the village, including his crush.

The best fisherman in the village right now was without a doubt Evans.The British came to Newfoundland to settle in the past few years and brought a new technology called "trawling". Every time he went to sea, the harvest was extremely amazing.

Evans quickly made a fortune, but he was not a stingy man.Soon, a fishing team was set up in the village, and all young people could join. Evans provided equipment and technical guidance. Correspondingly, he would share 3% of the profits every time he went to sea, and leave the rest to the team members.

So joining the Evans team became the capital for the young people in the village to show off, and Alexey also had the same idea.But his ambition is bigger, he tried to use Evans' fishing technology to accumulate capital, and then build his own fleet.

But this great dream was shattered by the guy in front of him. Fisherman—his father, the man who was once known as the "King of Cod"—would never let him go.

He could have easily sneaked into Evans' team by taking advantage of his father's reputation, but now he has to stay on the deck obediently, listening to this stubborn old thing next to him chattering about the currents and wind direction. Kind of boring stuff.

Doesn’t he know that times have changed? The title of “King of Cod” has long been snatched by Evans. This old method is not as good as “trawling”. What is this old antique insisting on?

Aleksey was tired of all this long ago, and turned his eyes to the fishing boat of Evans' team not far away.

There was a burst of cheers from there, needless to say, the huge fishing net must be full of cod, think of their silver-white bodies trembling in the sun, just like white silver.

Alexei turned his head to look at his small fishing net and shabby fishing boat, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Even the old fishermen standing on the bow seem to have come from the last century.He thought with disgust.

"Believe me, they will be punished by God for catching fish like this." Fisherman, who had been keeping quiet all this time, spoke slowly.

"What?" Alexei cast a puzzled look.

"I've seen the British way of fishing a long time ago. Before you were born, I was working on a fishing boat on the English Channel."

"As a result, these greedy colonists caught almost all the fish in their own country, and then drove around in their boats. Now they actually set their sights on our Newfoundland fishing ground!"

"Look at their so-called trawling. The harvest in the past few years has been more than ours in ten years, but what is the price? The rule passed down by our ancestors is that we can't go to sea during the breeding season of cod. Now it's okay, you young people How can you care about the rules, you know how to run into the sea every day!"

"I think sooner or later there will be no cod in this sea. At that time, those British guys can run back to the country, or go to harm other places, but where can we go? Back to the island to farm?"

Fisherman narrowed his eyes, and his facial muscles trembled slightly due to excitement.

Alexey, however, was unmoved.

"Hehe, haven't you noticed that our family has become poorer and poorer in the past few years? People in the village have begun to look down on our family, and you still have the heart to care about how long cod can live?"

He laughed mockingly, watching the school of cod rising and falling in the sea,

"I think these fish will not be caught for a while, but if this continues, our family will be exhausted sooner or later."

Fisherman's vicissitudes of life met the young gray-green eyes, and he was speechless for a while, and the fishing boat fell into a strange silence.

At this moment, the group of sperm whales is slowly rising up on the bottom of the sea.

Originally, for safety reasons, they should wait until the movement above subsides before showing up, but they have been on the bottom of the sea for more than an hour, and everyone is almost out of breath.

As we got closer to the Grand Shoal, the ear-piercing sound became louder and louder. The clicks of the whales were submerged in the noise, and it was difficult to distinguish the road ahead, causing all members to feel inexplicably irritated.

Shengcun tried his best to identify the sound above, it sounded like the friction of fishing net dragged on the sand and gravel on the seabed, mixed with the sound of fish struggling.Sheng Cun thought of the boring classmates who scratched the blackboard with their fingernails and made similar noises.

Suddenly, the sharp noise suddenly weakened, followed by the abnormal sound of sea water being violently stirred.

It seems to be closed.Sheng thought to himself.

Immediately afterwards, there was a faint sound. At first, it was like a gossamer, making people wonder if it was an auditory hallucination caused by the water waves. Unexpectedly, thousands of small sounds came from all directions, and they gathered together and became into a huge roar.

"The sound of cod, I don't know why in the past few years, it suddenly appeared." His mother explained in a low voice, as if sensing Sheng's uneasiness.

Shengcun swam mechanically, and the swan song of the cod echoed in the sea. This despair seemed to infect him. For a while, Shengcun couldn't sense the existence of his companions, and only heavy fear lingered in his heart.

Ocean currents bring these sounds to farther places. Wherever they pass, the fish panic, and the frightened fish schools draw strange zigzag lines in the sea water.

The group of whales instinctively emerged in the sea far away from the Great Shoal. The adult female whales spewed out the water column quietly, and most of their bodies were still hidden deep under the sea surface, not wanting humans to discover their whereabouts.

But Shengcun, who was frightened by the cod, had only one thought at the moment, he didn't want to wander in the dark anymore, he wanted to see the sun!

So Shengcun rushed to the surface of the water without slowing down, and jumped up by virtue of inertia.

The huge body of the sperm whale was bathed in the sun, and its seawater skin showed a gentle dark gray color. It soon began to absorb the heat of the sun, and Sheng Cun felt a burst of warmth.Even though he was stabbed blind, he still wished this moment could last a little longer.

"boom--"

The heavy body of the sperm whale hit the sea surface heavily, and soon disappeared under a spray of water.

"Look, it's a sperm whale!" People in the Newfoundland fishing grounds suspended their work and looked into the distance.

"Have you heard that many Americans have made a fortune from whaling?"

"Really? But small boats like ours can capsize with a flick of their tail."

"That's right. My life is the most important thing. Anyway, we can make a fortune fishing cod."

The members of the Evans team were laughing and laughing, and the fishing boat dragged the heavy cod towards the shore.

On the other side, Alexei was dumbfounded, watching his father half-kneeling on the bow, facing the direction where the whale appeared and making the sign of the cross reverently on his chest.

"We are in the sky, love our heavenly Father! We already know Leviathan's warning, please forgive us ignorant people..."

He heard his father mutter, frowned disdainfully, and moved away as he tried to pull himself together in prayer.

Sheng Cun didn't understand how frightened he was to a middle-aged man. He was being severely warned by his mother when he fell back into the sea, and he received a sad news——

The sea is no longer safe, and the breeding season is approaching, and the whales are leaving for their breeding grounds in the mid-Atlantic.

Shengcun's first migration journey will officially start tomorrow.

The author says:

I'm sorry everyone, I accidentally sent the manuscript in the manuscript box yesterday, this is the full version, if you don't mind, you can read it again (bow)