Diving in the deep sea was indeed a new sensation.
Chu Mingcheng had swum at the seaside before, but plunging into the water for at least an hour, clearly observing the underwater scenery, and keeping company with the fish, felt truly wonderful.
Gradually, he reached the spot where he had previously been rock fishing.
The depth here wasn't the seven or eight meters he experienced while fishing before—now it was morning, during the ebbing tide.
Chu Mingcheng swam to the bottom and found a few Little Blacks hiding between the rocks.
Once he saw the terrain clearly, he realized his previous snagged lines weren't snagged in vain.
He simply searched the crevices and found his fishing hooks from before, deformed, but the lead weights were still there.
For a moment, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. With the ability to swim freely, would he no longer have to fear snagging his line?
