Alaska Gold Rush Diary

Chapter 66 Sea Fishing

Sullivan watched the three men chatting and laughing from afar, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"Anli, who are those two guys following Hathaway? Especially that Chinese guy, why do they seem so close to Hathaway?"

Anli said, "I don't know them either. I only heard from Hathaway that she and that Chinese man have been good friends for many years."

Sullivan's face showed disdain, his voice filled with resentment: "Why is this yellow-skinned guy so close to Hathaway?!"

"Hathaway was born and raised in China, so they must have known each other there. That's his only advantage over you."

Don't worry, as long as Hathaway isn't stupid, she'll eventually realize that this guy can't possibly compare to you.

Anli's words struck a chord with Sullivan, and his expression softened considerably.

"That's right, I will definitely make Hathaway change her attitude towards me!"

The yacht glided across the azure sea, quickly moving away from the nearshore area and into the ecologically rich outer sea.

The yacht's captain was experienced and steered the boat to a fishing spot.

These yachts are primarily for sea fishing, so they are equipped with a wide variety of fishing gear and bait.

People on the boat began selecting fishing rods and claiming fishing spots on the yacht.

Zhou Xin appeared very casual, grabbed a popper rod and some bait, and found a spot to start fishing.

Edward had big ambitions; he picked a jig and was determined to catch a big tuna.

Zhang Jianing didn't take a fishing rod; instead, she followed Zhou Xin and watched him fish.

In no time, the people on the yacht gathered in small groups and began fishing.

Zhou Xin chatted with Zhang Jianing while keeping an eye on the float, feeling very relaxed.

At that moment, Sullivan walked over with a fishing rod.

"Shall we have a competition?" he said with a smile.

Zhang Jianing frowned, about to say something, when Zhou Xin waved his hand to interrupt him, asking with a smile, "What are we competing in?"

Sullivan said confidently, "It's a contest of who catches the biggest and heaviest fish, within three hours."

"Oh, no problem. What's the reward for winning?"

Sullivan glanced at him, as if to say: Where do you get the confidence that you can win?

But to get Zhou Xin to accept the challenge, he patiently explained, "It's very simple. The winner gets the only White Night Ice Cream on the yacht."

He paused, then added, "This ice cream is worth $6700!"

White Night Ice Cream is a luxury dessert launched by the Japanese brand Cellato, with ingredients including edible gold leaf and Italian Alba white truffles.

Zhou Xin nodded: "This reward is indeed quite tempting, I'm very interested."

Sullivan gave a mocking look and continued, "Of course, the loser will also be punished accordingly."

Zhou Xin thought to himself, "You're definitely up to no good," and calmly asked, "What punishment?"

Sullivan suddenly raised his voice a little to make sure everyone around could hear him, lest Zhou Xin try to cheat later.

"The loser has to take off his clothes and swim naked around the sea along the yacht."

The people around him burst into laughter, as if they could already see Zhou Xin swimming naked in the water.

Zhang Jianing tugged at Zhou Xin's sleeve, trying to stop him from competing.

She knew perfectly well why Sullivan had issued this challenge; he wanted to embarrass Zhou Xin in public.

"Sullivan, we came here to fish and relax, don't cause such a fuss!" she couldn't help but say.

Zhou Xin winked at her and laughed, "How could this be boring? I think it's very interesting, I accept your challenge!"

Seeing that Zhou Xin agreed, Sullivan smiled broadly.

You annoying yellow-skinned pig! I'm a champion in sea fishing competitions, so get ready to embarrass yourself in front of Hathaway!

The other people on the yacht were drawn over and gathered around.

After both players indicated they were ready, the match officially began with Parker's command.

"I remember Sullivan won the Winwood Fishing Championship, right? He won so easily, didn't he?"

"That's right, Sullivan has extensive experience in deep-sea fishing, so this was a piece of cake for him."

"But I think that Chinese guy seems quite confident; he must be a fishing expert too."

"Don't worry, no matter how good he is, he's still an amateur. Sullivan is a professional."

Listening to the discussions of the onlookers, Zhang Jianing's face was full of worry.

"Zhou Xin, even if you lose, don't do what he says. I don't think he'll do anything to you!"

Zhou Xin said casually, "Don't worry, I'll win you that White Night ice cream."

Edward chimed in, "Well done, Shin! You beat him! I can't wait to see that guy swimming around naked in the sea!"

Seeing Zhou Xin's confident demeanor, Zhang Jianing couldn't help but feel curious.

Are you good at fishing?

Zhou Xinchong smiled and said, "My fishing skills are second only to gold panning."

Zhang Jianing was slightly relieved, but she secretly decided that if Zhou Xin lost, she would step in to help him cheat and not let him embarrass himself in public.

In truth, Zhou Xin wasn't entirely confident either. Although he often went fishing with Bemon and his friends in Alaska, and his fishing skills were indeed quite good,

However, he was unsure of Sullivan's skill level, and besides technique, luck is also very important in fishing.

This is one of the reasons why a top fishing streamer in China was questioned for faking his catch of a 700-pound bluefin tuna.

Although his skills are indeed top-notch, people will wonder about a common sense point: why did fish that local fishermen and anglers have not been able to catch for years suddenly appear when he arrived?

It's like that fish has been hiding in that sea area for many years, just waiting for him to arrive.

Such a probability is too low to be convincing.

To put it bluntly, catching fish weighing tens or hundreds of pounds relies on skill, but to catch a super giant weighing six or seven hundred pounds, skill alone is far from enough; it requires extraordinary luck.

Although Zhou Xin is always cautious, he is never lacking in the courage to take a gamble.

After all, if you don't even have the courage to sit at the card table, you can forget about winning.

"We've got a fish!" Zhou Xin suddenly said, then quickly reeled in the fishing line.

"It's a bullhead tuna, not bad, just not very big."

The fish weighed only about three or four pounds, and Zhou Xin simply tossed it onto the deck.

At this moment, the crowd cheered, and Sullivan's side began to receive the goods.

He caught a grouper, weighing over ten kilograms, much larger than Zhou Xin's.

Sullivan picked up the fish and gave them a smug smile.

Zhou Xin ignored him and continued casting his line to fish.