Night’s Nomenclature

The color of the Barents Sea looks like an endless black abyss on a cloudy day.

No one can know what lies deep beneath their own ship.

There may be buried treasures filled with gold coins from the 16th to 19th centuries, or there may be something unknown.

This is the reason why people are afraid of the deep sea...you have no idea what is under the sea.

But Yangyang knows.

Although the girl can only sense the position 300 meters under the sea, it is enough for the industry of crab fishermen.

Qingchen was thinking that if Yangyang got tired of the fighting in the world one day and came to this place to be a captain, he might become a crab captain who ruled the Bering Sea and the Barents Sea.

Looking at the ports all over the world, there is no one that can fight.

Yangyang looked at Qingchen and whispered: "Actually, there is a life detector in the outer world that detects a range of 300 meters, but everyone just wants to fight around, and they don't think there will be anything wrong with bringing this thing to the outer world. It’s very useful…it’s not that it’s useless, it’s just that it’s not as useful as other technologies.”

Qingchen understood what Yangyang meant. If the crab fishing boat had a life detector, the king crabs on the seabed would be in dire straits...

Wherever there is a crab farm and where there are crab activities, you just need to use a life detector to check.

However, when human beings pursue technological progress, they always put a little more emphasis on weapons. Even if the time walker comes back from the other world with technology, it will be the same.

At this time, Zhang Jian was almost driving the Arctic to the sea area Yangyang mentioned.

In fact, Yangyang couldn't figure out which direction it was. Now her facial sense perception was still affected by the force field, so she was still a road addict.

Fortunately, Yangyang told Qingchen the place he passed by a few minutes ago, and Qingchen determined the location of the crab farm.

"Wait, don't drive that way yet," Qingchen frowned.

"What's wrong," Old John asked confused.

He searched around and then handed the telescope to Old John: "There are ships following us from a distance. Let's go in circles with them first and don't lead them to the place where we are going to release the cage."

Old John was stunned for a moment. He had the final say on the deck. If the new sailor wanted to seize power, it would be a very serious matter.

But when he saw the Alpine in the telescope, he still called Zhang Jian: "Zhang, let's go around in circles with the Alpine."

Old John looked at Qingchen in surprise. The Alpine was like a small white dot in the distance. The boy didn't use a telescope just now. How did he discover the Alpine?

Moreover, Qingchen sounded as if he was very sure that where they were going, there were really countless king crabs.

This crab fishing trip had a bit of a tense atmosphere, as the Long Tail, Killer Whale, and Alpine seemed to be surrounding the Arctic.

This eye-catching posture made Old John feel a little uneasy.

Qingchen asked: "What will happen if there is a conflict between crab fishing boats at sea?"

Old John said with a serious face: "Someone will sneak into the sea and cut the ropes on other people's floats, causing all your crab pots to sink to the bottom of the sea."

Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "That's it?"

Old John said: "They all have a lot of diving suits on board, but Zhang Jian didn't prepare even one on the Arctic in order to save money."

This means that they have no chance to fight back.

However, after Old John finished speaking, he noticed a clearly relaxed look on Qingchen's face.

To be honest, Qingchen thought everyone would fight at sea, if they just went to the sea to cut floats...

It's almost interesting.

Cutting the float is actually a very destructive method, which can cause heavy losses to a crab fishing boat. This has happened several times in the Barents Sea. Either a certain captain slept with another captain's wife, or... The harbor crabber forces are ready to reshuffle.

Qingchen looked far away at the edge of the distant sea: "Let's go to our destination, the Alpine has left."

Old John looked in that direction, his eyes widened, but didn't see anything: "Why didn't I see anything?"

Qingchen gave him a strange look: "Of course I can't see him since he's gone."

These words almost made Old John angry!

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As the hull rocked, Old John directed Yangyang to hang the herring bait into the crab pots, and then directed Qingchen and Niedep to throw the eight crab pots into the sea one by one.

Nidepu stared closely at Qingchen, as if he was afraid that the young man opposite would be lazy when he threw himself into the crab pot.

After all, it was a 680-pound crab pot. After Old John used a crane to place the crab pot on the launching platform at the edge of the deck, two people needed to hang the floating rope and then work together to push it down.

If one person is lazy at this time, the physical exertion of the other person will be very large.

However, Nedep felt strange that he seemed to be much less energetic than before...

Could it be that the crab pot Zhang Jian rented was of poor quality, so it was light in weight?

Nidepu glanced at Qingchen and secretly lifted the crab pot alone...without moving it.

One pound is approximately equal to 0.45 kilograms. If you don’t count carefully, a crab pot weighs about 610 kilograms. This is not something that ordinary people can lift. Otherwise, why would a crane be used on a crab fishing boat...

However, during this moment of distraction, a huge wave came from ahead. Nedep was pushed backwards by the wave and stepped on the rope coil.

The crab pot quickly sank to the bottom of the sea, and the rope that flew away in circles was about to wrap around Nedep's ankle.

Old John shouted: "Cut the rope!"

However, what is surprising is that Qingchen did not do this, and did not even pull out the dagger from his work clothes.

Old John was anxious. He knew how serious the consequences would be if the crew did not do what he said.

If Nideep was dragged into the sea, he would not survive. In just over ten seconds, the huge pressure on the seabed would kill Nideep.

However, another wave came.

When the waves were about to hit the deck, Old John clearly saw Qingchen holding the rope with one hand.

The falling crab pot was also stopped suddenly!

He was stunned for a moment and held the rope with his bare hands? !

Before Old John could react what was going on, the waves had already hit everyone, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on.

When the waves flowed along the deck and into the sea again, Old John held on to the crane and immediately looked in the direction of Niedep.

Nedep was seen sitting on the deck, with Yangyang standing beside him.

At that moment, Qingchen pulled the rope for a moment, allowing Nedep's ankles, which were originally tightly bound, to loosen a little.

Yangyang took this opportunity to pull Nedep out, and the two's perfect tacit cooperation saved Nedep's life.

But it was all covered up by the waves.

Old John looked at Qingchen again. He was not pulling the rope in his hand, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"What's going on?" Old John asked doubtfully.

Nedep said tremblingly: "I don't know either. I thought I was going to fall into the sea, but I was pulled out by this girl in time."

In fact, when the second wave came over, Nedep himself didn't know what happened.

Everything happened too fast, and the waves blocked everyone's view.

Old John glanced at Qingchen hesitantly. Even if there was buoyancy in the sea water, the crab pot should not be able to be held by a normal person with one hand. How much strength would it take? If you slap someone in the face with this kind of power, you might be able to kill them directly.

Old John was not sure whether Qingchen was holding the rope or not, or maybe Yangyang was moving faster.

He was filled with doubts.

Old John turned to look at Nedep: "You don't want your life?! Do you know that you can't be distracted on a crab fishing boat? Do you think crab fishermen make money so easily?"

Crab fishing is one of the most dangerous professions in the world, second only to mercenaries in the Middle East.

Its dangers are that the operating temperature is too low, the working hours are too long, and the waves are too large in winter.

Low temperatures can make crew members unresponsive, and long working hours can also make people tired. Even the world's top e-sports players will make frequent mistakes without sleeping for 20 hours in a row.

In this environment, facing the worst weather in the world, death can occur at any time.

In the port, more and more sailors leave due to injuries every year. After the crab fishing season, they keep killing people and losing a few legs and arms, as if the money is not secure.

Old John was silent for a moment and asked Qingchen, "Why didn't you cut the rope immediately?"

Qingchen said: "Zhang Jian said that if a crab pot is lost, it will be worth a thousand euros, and he will have to compensate the person who rented it. Zhang Jian is so poor, and it must be very distressing to lose a crab pot."

Old John said coldly: "It is common to lose crab pots in the Barents Sea. Sometimes in stormy weather, the sailors fail to throw the grappling hook and cut the balloon float. Five or six crab pots can be lost in one night. . Crab pots are very expensive, but human life is more expensive.”

Qingchen smiled and said, "Okay, I understand. I will cut the rope immediately next time."

Old John picked up the wired phone on the deck: "Captain, the ship is sailing, let's move to the next place."

Zhang Jian asked: "The waves were too big just now, are you okay?"

Old John said: "It's okay."

Everyone's work clothes were patted by the sea water. Although this thing is waterproof, it is inevitable that sea water will pour in through the collar.

However, this is nothing to crab fishermen.

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The crab boat was sailing, and the crew was sitting in the cabin eating sandwiches.

As he ate, Nedep felt like he would fall asleep at any moment. He was already close to the limit of his body's endurance.

Another thing that surprised Old John happened. After Qingchen and Yangyang finished their sandwiches with tired faces, they actually ran to the deck again and sat down, watching the waves rolling on the sea.

At a certain moment, Old John felt that this sandwich was like a prop in a game. After eating it, the crab fisher could resurrect with full blood...

"Do you think we can encounter the stormy weather you want this time when we go to sea?" Yangyang asked.

Qingchen smiled: "No one can say for sure. This life-and-death challenge for the knights all depends on luck. Thirty-meter waves can only be encountered but not expected. Just let it happen."

"Then if you can't wait this time, will you wait in Amsterdam?" Yangyang asked curiously.

"Well," Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "I may encounter very dangerous things when I travel through time next time, so I must improve my strength."

According to Qing's Shadow's plan, the next time Qingmu is exchanged with the Gods, it is very likely that it will not be in the city.

The Age of Gods will definitely choose a relatively neutral place, and there is a high probability that it will be in Forbidden Land No. 065, 410 kilometers northeast of City No. 10.

It is not suitable for large-scale entry of the military, and the most important thing is that No. 065 has a known rule: the deal reached cannot be broken.

All those who take advantage of others and go back on their word after trading here will die for violating the rules.

Therefore, there is even a production base turned into a small town outside the forbidden land No. 065. Many wilderness people and federal people conduct transactions here. After the transaction, they agreed with each other to leave from the east and west directions respectively to avoid the gangsters from taking advantage of the gangsters.

It has to be said that humans can always make the most of nature from various angles.

Qingchen heard about the small town outside the Forbidden Land No. 065 on Weibo hot searches in the outside world. It was called the New Dragon Gate Inn in the other world...

Although it seemed safe to trade Qingmu there, Qingchen always felt that something was wrong.

After all, it is a wilderness and a forbidden place, and danger is always present.

Six hours later, Old John stood in front of the crane with a cigarette in his mouth and said in a vague voice: "Qing, you throw the hook, and we have to pull up the eight pathfinder cages that were previously launched!"

Zhang Jian held the steering wheel tightly with both hands in the cab, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or sea water in his hands.

If the crab swarm cannot be found in the pathfinder cage this time, it means that he needs to continue to the next place and consume more fuel.

Qingchen hit the float again.

When the rope of the crane was tightened, Old John immediately noticed the situation: "It's in stock!"

This is the intuition of old sailors. Just look at the speed of the crane when lifting the crab pot, and you will know whether there is a king crab in the crab pot.

At this time, Old John also became nervous. He looked at the end of the crane. The straight rope was continuously pulling the crab pot up.

When the crab pot appeared on the water, Old John was stunned.

The cage full of king crabs was densely packed. Nedep looked at it blankly. He swore that he had never seen anyone put so many king crabs in one cage in his life.

Qingchen looked back at Old John: "Crane!"

Old John came to his senses and quickly controlled the crane to hang the crab pot directly above the deck.

Qingchen untied the rope at the bottom of the crab pot, and countless king crabs fell down.

"Quickly count how many there are?!" Old John said impatiently.

Qingchen glanced at it: "132."

Old John was stunned. He ran to the wired phone in his bulky work clothes: "Boss, we found the golden crab farm!"

Zhang Jian in the cab was stunned, golden crab farm? !

What an ancient name it is.

Legend has it that there is only one crab farm in the Barents Sea that can hold 120 king crabs in a cage, and it is worthy of being called a golden crab farm!

Old John yelled into the phone: "You're getting rich, do you hear that? You're getting rich!"

After speaking, Old John directed the crew on the deck: "Get the caliper quickly and see how many unqualified young crabs there are!"

Qingchen happily measured the crabs with a caliper and threw the qualified ones into the warehouse and the unqualified ones into the sea. Among the 132 king crabs, only 6 were unqualified.

This is a real golden crab farm!

At this moment, the way Old John looked at Yangyang had changed. He was now very sure that this young man and woman from China must know the legendary magic!

The other party said that it was just an excuse to find this place pleasing to the eye. He must have really found a group of crabs on the bottom of the sea to guide the crab fishing boat back here.

Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen? !

Also, if this girl is so magical, then it must not be an illusion when he just saw Qingchen holding the rope of descent with one hand!

Thinking of this, Old John's eyes changed when he looked at Qingchen...

However, before he could think about anything else, there was a red and black crab boat approaching quickly from the distance.

"Long Tail!" Old John's face immediately darkened: "No, quickly throw all the king crabs into the warehouse and pretend that you haven't caught anything."

This is a golden crab farm that can produce 132 crabs per cage. Other crab fishing boats must not let it know.

Otherwise, the Killer Whale, Long Tail, and Alpine will definitely come to carve up the king crabs here.

Watching the Long Tail approaching quickly, Old John stood on the deck with a nonchalant expression.

More than ten meters away, a middle-aged white man on the deck of the Long Tail looked at the empty crab pots of the Arctic and laughed loudly: "Old John, is the Arctic going to have no harvest again this year? Why don't you come now?" On my boat, I’ll set up a sampan for you.”

Old John shouted angrily: "When I went out to sea to catch crabs, you were bullied into a slug in school. Get out and stay away from my pathfinder cage. Don't let you bring bad luck to us!"

The middle-aged white man looked at the Arctic carefully again, then waved his hand towards the rear, signaling the helmsman to sail away.

Before the Long Tail had sailed far away, the middle-aged man said to the sailor behind him: "Attention! The Arctic has found the crab farm!"

One sailor wondered: "Their crab pots are empty."

The middle-aged man sneered: "Didn't you notice that the crab pot has been hoisted to the middle of the deck? It was clearly a cage of king crabs that had just been unloaded. Also, didn't you see how nervous Old John was? He actually stood on the deck for a while. At every turn. Before, he would have jumped up and wanted to send my mother away! Use the radio to tell Fenr and Craig that there must be a crab farm under the Arctic!"

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On the Arctic, Old John waited for the Long Tail to leave, and then happily directed the crew to pull up the remaining pathfinder cage.

The second cage, 113 animals.

The third cage, 119 animals.

The fourth cage, 127 animals...

No cage is empty.

Old John said happily: "Right here, we put down 80 crab pots, each one 400 feet apart!"

At this time, he had not realized that his poor acting skills had not deceived the captain of the Long Tail at all, and the Orca and Alpine were also on their way.

Qingchen asked Yangyang in a low voice: "How many crabs are there down there?"

Yangyang felt it silently, wanting to directly report an accurate number like Qingchen, that would look very powerful.

But after counting for a long time, she couldn't figure it out, so she simply replied: "A lot."

Qingchen: "...Does this answer take a long time to think about?"

Yangyang said calmly: "I'm a little tired."

Qingchen didn't bother with this detail. He turned to look at Old John: "Let's put down all the crab pots. I don't think the Long Tail will leave so easily. If they come again to play a prank, I'm afraid that It’s to affect Arctic’s revenue.”

Old John was about to retort, but he realized something was wrong between Qingchen and Yangyang, so he thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think I didn't deceive them just now?"

Qingchen said seriously: "The performance component is too obvious, the body language is a little stiff, and the language expression is not rich enough..."

Old John was stunned for a moment, why are you commenting on this? It makes you look like a professional actor.

Before he could make a decision, Qingchen actually picked up the phone on the deck and said to Zhang Jian: "Zhang Jian, drive in a circle at a speed of 15 knots. We are going to drop all the crab pots here!"

Zhang Jian was stunned for a moment: "What did Old John say?"

Old John on the side was silent for a long time: "Do as he said."

After hanging up the phone, Old John took a deep look at Qingchen. I don't know when this rookie sailor, who had been laughed at by everyone in the port, was going to become the backbone of the Arctic.

The Arctic started slowly.

Under normal circumstances, crabbers will cast a wide net, throwing 30 crab pots here, and then leave and put another 30 crab pots a few sea miles away. After all, the number of king crabs in the same place is limited.

After dropping the crab pot, go for a walk elsewhere and come back eight hours later to pick up the crab pot.

But it's different now. They knew that there was a golden crab farm down there, so they threw all the crab pots down and refused to leave!

Qingchen's plan is very simple. He thinks that the Long Tail will definitely come back, so they have to guard it here!

This is their golden crab farm!

At night.

The deck of the Arctic was brightly lit, and everyone was sitting in the cabin, waiting for the time to pull up all the crab pots to see what the harvest would be like.

Only Qingchen and Yangyang were still standing on the deck, no matter how the ship shook, they remained standing.

The Arctic has dropped anchor, and Zhang Jian has a rare opportunity to sit in the cabin and eat peacefully.

He silently looked at the backs of the young man and woman on the deck. It wasn't until today that he realized that these two people... might have something wrong.

Old John secretly told him many things while he was eating. As a result, Zhang Jian's expression changed when he looked at the two of them.

Who would have thought that these two rookie sailors, who had been laughed at for two days in the port, would lead them to the golden crab farm? !

Moreover, Old John said that Qingchen held the falling crab pot with one hand... This was a bit unbelievable, and Zhang Jian was still doubtful at this time.

But just as he was looking at the backs of the two of them, Qingchen suddenly turned around and said, "Here we come."

Zhang Jian put down the dinner plate in his hand, walked to the deck and looked outside: "I didn't see the lighthouse on the ship. John, is there any movement on the radar?"

John Sr. responded: "No."

Qingchen said: "That person should have turned off the lights and radar before approaching. The person who came here is not malicious."

Zhang Jian became nervous.

Then, he saw Qingchen standing on the deck in the biting cold wind, taking off his heavy work clothes, leaving only a pair of swimsuit shorts underneath.

"You...what are you going to do?" Zhang Jian was stunned. The other party had already put on a swimsuit inside? !

The next moment, Qingchen jumped into the cold water without wearing a diving suit or an oxygen tank.

For a moment, Zhang Jian felt like he was watching the DC movie "Aquaman!"

Zhang Jian stuttered and looked at Yangyang: "He...him!"

Yangyang smiled in the dark night and said, "Don't worry, he's fine."

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The 6,000-word chapter was updated with 12,000 words today. I finally paid off what I owed from the past few days... I breathed a sigh of relief.