Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

In the chaotic environment, the fisherman's body sank to the bottom with the waves.

He will probably die here.

Finally, he closed his eyes in despair.

Just as his consciousness was becoming blurred, he felt something powerful wrapping around his body.

He was tied up by something.

Maybe it's seaweed.

No creature in the sea can escape this disaster, but seaweed, which is rooted in the earth, is the most likely to survive.

There was something tragic about dying in the seaweed, which meant that after he died, his body could not be washed back to the shore by the waves.

I don’t know how much time had passed, so long that time seemed to have stopped, the world became peaceful and harmonious, and there was no longer any feeling of suffocation.

The fisherman suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dazzling sun, as if he was in another world.

Is he still alive?

Who saved him?

All he could see was his little wreck.

His clothes were hung out to dry on the deck, where a pot of oyster soup was bubbling over a small red clay stove.

He's back, he's not dead?

What about Zhang Yaoyang?

"Mr. Zhang? Where are you?"

He shouted several times on the boat, but heard no echo.

If it weren't for the clothes hanging out to dry and the bitter, salty taste lingering in his mouth, reminding him that he had been in the sea.

Maybe he really thought that he had just had a good sleep and that the terrible storm had never come.

Just as he was lying on the side of the boat, looking around for Zhang Yaoyang, a clear voice came from behind him.

"Hey! Brother, I'm here. Are you feeling better?"

The fisherman looked back quickly and saw Zhang Yaoyang soaking in the water. He said excitedly: "You are okay. It's too high. I was really worried that something happened to you. I was so worried."

Zhang Yaoyang fished out a particularly large crab from the sea and threw it onto the deck.

"I'm busy catching fish, so I don't have time for anything to happen. Hahaha... Let me play for a while, I'll be back soon."

"Don't come down to look for me this time. I'm a good swimmer!"

After Zhang Yaoyang finished speaking, he dived down again and soon disappeared again.

Originally, he had cleaned up that area of ​​the sea and was ready to leave.

As a result, the ship was blown to another sea area by the wind.

Therefore, in line with the principle that a thief never leaves empty-handed, he could only continue to work hard to collect supplies until his warehouse could no longer hold them.

At this moment, he was harvesting kelp. It was as if he had entered a kelp nest. Looking around, he saw a large area of ​​water filled with kelp.

There are also a lot of fish, shellfish, and all kinds of marine life trapped inside, probably swept together by the wind and waves.

In this way, Zhang Yaoyang swept them all away, which was a waste of time and effort.

At this time, he was full of energy because he discovered something very interesting: the space inside the warehouse, which was as big as a football field, could actually be expanded.

It's like a ball, which had actually been filled up a long time ago. However, when Zhang Yaoyang went into the sea for the first time, he always wanted to stuff a little more into it, so he discovered that the space barrier was elastic.

No matter how he squeezes it, it always fits in.

Sometimes, he was afraid that if it was full... then it would be all over.

So, after stuffing the last crab as big as a washbasin into the warehouse, he was ready to stop.

But this big crab was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The overcrowded warehouse finally reached the point where it could no longer bear the weight.

At this time, he had already surfaced, but a feeling of suffocation suddenly came over him, as if he was still in the deep sea, unable to breathe a breath of fresh air.

This state lasted for only three seconds, and soon he no longer felt it. Only in a hazy state did he see himself being thrown out of the house by his two sons.

The weather was not very good that day, with a drizzle.

His men were thrown into a pool of dirty water.

A large woven bag was thrown beside him like garbage, and the dirty water on the ground splashed all over him.

He was really old with a head full of white hair. He stammered and wanted to scold the two unfilial sons, but in the end he chose to endure it.

He picked up the luggage with trembling hands, but it was as light as a feather. There were only two or three sets of clothes in it. Some of them had been worn for 10 to 20 years and were rotten and dilapidated with the passage of time.

Amid the curses of his two sons, he saw the fat woman glaring at him with murderous eyes, telling him to get out of here and never return to that home unless he earned a hundred thousand yuan.

He was controlled by words and bullied because he was an honest man with no temper.

Finally, he dragged his luggage to a place.

He returned to Zhaojia Village and that evening climbed up one of the peaks among the Ten Thousand Mountains. Standing on the high peak, he took a look at the last rising sun and jumped down without hesitation.

In pain, Zhang Yaoyang saw his elderly self and the resolute figure as he jumped down in despair.

This feeling is more painful than the despair of shortness of breath.

He wanted to reach out and try to hold the poor old man, to persuade him to be braver and try to change, because it was never too late.

But after worrying for a long time, he only saw an illusion in the end. He was like an abandoned soul, lying on the top of the hill, shouting in despair.

It was this heart-wrenching cry that allowed him to break free from that desperate situation.

When he regained consciousness, he was still floating on the water.

The system prompted him that his portable space had grown from the size of a small football field to the size of a gymnasium.

It can hold seven or eight football fields.

He upgraded again and became a level five mountain herder.

However, this time, he did not feel happy at all.

The misery of his previous life was like a nightmare, and it did not fade away from his memory just because he was rich, brave and strong.

This is the second time that this scene has reappeared in my dream so immersively.

Every time he woke up, he had a fear that he had died again.

The fishermen on the boat also heard the miserable cry. The man, who was already frightened by the storm, panicked to death and almost knocked over the pot of soup that was almost ready.

"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

He saw Zhang Yaoyang floating on the water, motionless like a dead man. Somehow he had a bad premonition, so he swam over without thinking.

When the fisherman was about to get close, Zhang Yaoyang regained his senses. After taking a deep breath, he swam towards the fisherman.

"Brother, I'm fine, I'm just... tired from swimming, I just need to take a break, let's go, we're going back now!"

"I'm just hungry, hahaha... I'm going to eat two more bowls!"

Seeing that Zhang Yaoyang was safe and sound and didn't look like he was injured, the fisherman showed his white teeth, grinned, then followed closely behind him and swam towards the boat.

What happened today was still a little too scary. The fisherman has silently made a decision in his heart that he will never carry any tourists again. He has a fragile heart and cannot withstand such repeated shocks.