After being reborn as the Dragon King, I made a fortune on seafood

After breakfast, Lu Ao went back to the cabin to look at the gold he picked up on the bottom of the sea last night.

There are only two serious cabins on their ship, and the gold is piled up in the dormitory reserved for the boatmen.

This cabin was originally not big, and the bed was still in the bunk. After Song Zhou moved 39 gold pieces in, the whole dormitory was so full that there was no place to put one's feet.

If it were changed to normal times, this environment would definitely be very anxious, but when the cabin is piled with gold, the anxiety is completely gone, and it even makes people wish to pile up a little more.

Lu Ao looked at these big and small gold, his eyes were full of joy, he touched this piece and pinched that piece, there were many traces on the gold, it was not as perfect as pure gold, but he was very satisfied with this situation Contentment.

Song Zhou came with him, saw him like this, gave him a light elbow, and asked him with a smile in his eyes, "Are you happy now?"

"Happy!" Lu Ao nodded his head vigorously, and gestured with bright eyes, "When I just came in from the outside, I saw that the waterline of our ship was not right, it was higher than before. If there are careful people, There will definitely be something wrong."

Song Zhou laughed, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Yes, go and see if you don't believe me!" Lu Ao raised his eyebrows, opened his palm and gestured, "There is so much gold, at least eight hundred catties."

Song Zhou estimated, "There is the total amount, but I am afraid there is not pure gold."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I'm already very happy to have this harvest. After all, I picked it up for nothing. Hey, no, let's have something delicious at noon to celebrate."

Song Zhou saw that his heart was all on gold, and asked, "Then what do you want for lunch?"

Lu Ao lay down on the iron frame bed next to him, "Eat meat, there is so much gold, I feel that I have to eat meat to be worthy of this harvest, and I have to drink too much!"

"Okay, I'll arrange everything for you." Song Zhou patted his thigh, "You stay here for a while, I think they will greet and set off soon, I will go and sail first."

Song Zhou had already heard people on other boats asking where the two of them had gone, and they were probably about to set off.

Although the ships in their fleet are a little far apart from each other, they still have to keep pace, and everyone should set off together when it is time to set off.

Counting now, it's time to start again.

Lu Ao had no objection, and waved his hand to signal Song Zhou to go, and continued to look at the gold he caught last night.

With Songzhou's ability, not to mention driving such a boat, even if he holds the boat and sails on the sea, there will be no problems at all. Lu Ao is very relieved to hand the boat over to him.

Song Zhou went out to sail, and the cabin suddenly became quiet.

Lu Ao waited in the cabin to check his gold piece by piece. There was too much and too much gold, so Lu Ao checked it carefully.

This investigation lasted all morning. When Lu Ao ate steak and fish steak at noon, he didn't eat much. After eating in a hurry, he had to go into the cabin to check his remaining gold.

"Wait!" Song Zhou held his hand helplessly, "No lunch break today?"

"Never stop, we'll talk about it tonight." He leaned over and kissed Song Zhou, "I'll check it in the afternoon, and it should be done in the evening."

When he inspected the goods in the morning, he had already found that the fineness of this batch of gold was very good, and the purity was quite high. It could be regarded as authentic dog's head gold.

Although the dog's head gold is not as valuable as pure gold, the dog's head gold has another collection value, and the price is not completely calculated by weight. If such a large batch of dog's head gold is sold, the price will not be much different from the price of gold of the same weight.

After the sale of this batch of dog head gold, not only the island hotel can be built, but also the expenditure of the ocean ranch for the next ten years will be available.

The remaining money can also be used to buy some gifts for Songzhou, or as travel funds for the two of them to go on a trip.

Lu Ao thought over and over again in his heart and was very happy.

This is all his own gain, and the feeling of not having to waste money from Songzhou is really great.

He was embarrassed to tell Song Zhou that he could only come to the cabin by himself, stroking the gold while looking at them with sparkling eyes, thinking over and over again.

There is so much gold here that Lu Ao can't get tired of looking at it no matter how much he looks at it. Just counting them took him until the afternoon.

During this period, he devoted himself to the gold, regardless of where the ship sailed.

In the evening, Lu Ao suddenly smelled a smell of blood. The smell of blood was very weak, but it was endless, as if the source was not far away.

Lu Ao was puzzled, he walked out of the cabin and went to the deck outside to watch.After going out, he realized that the sea not far away turned out to be light pink!

It appears to be stained red with blood.

This scene was too terrifying. Lu Ao couldn't imagine seeing blood flow into a sea in modern times.

He stared wide-eyed and observed for a while, and found that the sea water was indeed stained red with blood, rather than spilled paint or anything else.

Lu Ao stared at the sea in shock for a long time, then turned around and went into the cab to look for Song Zhou when he came back to his senses.

Before he opened the door of the cab, he couldn't help but ask: "I saw the sea outside was stained red with blood, what's going on?"

Song Zhou's expression was gloomy. When he saw Lu Ao, he reluctantly suppressed the anger on his face and said, "I'm not sure, it seems that someone is killing a shark in front."

"Isn't this the high seas? They kill sharks here, is it considered poaching?"

"should be."

Lu Ao said: "Let's go and see how the situation is going."

Lu Ao contacted other members of the fleet by radio, and many of the other members were reminded by them and found that there was blood outside.

Everyone immediately exploded.

"Someone must be poaching sharks around here!"

"Sure, this poaching gang is not young!"

"What should I do now? Do you want to go and have a look? Will you be in danger?"

"Is it okay to take a look from a distance? It shouldn't be that rampant. We have encountered poaching gangs before, and they ran away when they saw someone passing by."

This situation is really infuriating. After discussion, even though everyone had concerns, they decided to slowly approach the sea area to see what was going on.

After driving for more than five minutes, they finally got closer, and the situation in front of them became clearer.

After seeing the situation in front of them clearly, almost all the boats stopped, and everyone looked at the front in shock and was speechless for a while.

Not far away, dozens of boats, large and small, gathered together, rounding up a group of sharks.

The sharks had already been driven into a ball by them, and there were nets in all directions. With the tightening of the fishing nets, the range of activities of the sharks became smaller and smaller, and they had to squeeze close to each other.

This makes it easier for poachers, who just nail those sharks with their fishing guns.

The fishing net is so big, even if the shark knows the danger, there is no way to avoid it, and it can only mourn and struggle in the fishing net.

The poachers nailed the shark and dragged it up. During the violent struggle, the wound on the shark's body grew bigger and bigger, and a lot of blood flowed out, dyeing the nearby pink water bright red.

Lu Ao and the others watched this scene of human tragedy with binoculars in the distance.

After the sharks were dragged onto the boat, the poachers immediately disemboweled the sharks, took out their internal organs, and cut off their pectoral, dorsal, and caudal fins.

Shark meat was of no value to them, and they quickly threw it overboard when it took up space on the boat.

During this massacre, the shark shed a lot of blood, and all the blood would flow into the sea, dyeing the sea an eerie red.

Lu Ao never thought that sea water could be so red. This kind of red doesn't look like it was stained with blood, but like people poured a lot of paint into the water when they were painting.

Maybe even the inverted paint won’t be so red. After all, the paint needs cost, and humans will cherish it when they use it. However, sharks are naturally raised, and they will be killed if they are pulled up. The flesh and blood have become garbage that is despised by poachers.

This process is too cruel. Even though Lu Ao is a fisherman himself, he has caught many fish, big and small. Seeing this situation, he still accepts it.

At this moment, his eyes were a little red, and the killing intent flashed past.

The other members of the fleet were shocked and angry. Everyone could not imagine that there would be people hunting and killing sharks on the high seas.

There was an irritable captain in the fleet who couldn't bear it any longer. He drove the boat closer and shouted at them, "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

The poachers over there had already noticed their existence, but they didn't care. Only when they heard the cry did someone over there turn their heads.

The irritable captain of Lu Ao's fleet shouted: "You can't catch sharks like this, it violates international conventions!"

According to international conventions, humans cannot catch sharks so much. Even if they can come out to catch sharks, they still need a quota. The fleet on the other side is definitely overcapacity!

They shouted here, and someone from the opposite fleet would come out soon.

What came out was a tall, blond man. The man glanced at them and warned bluntly in an unfamiliar Chinese language: "This is none of your business, you better not meddle in your own business!"

"Why is it none of our business? We are all responsible for protecting the ocean. Let me tell you, you better stop catching sharks..."

Before he finished speaking, he was quickly stopped by the people on his side.

Because the people on the opposite side looked at them, and they didn't know when they pulled out a pistol from their back waist.

Seeing the weapons, the blood of many captains on Lu Ao's side immediately turned cold, and faint fear appeared on their faces.

Everyone was silent.

The poacher on the opposite side raised the muzzle of his gun and stared at them, "If you don't want to die, then don't mind your own business."

The captains on Lu Ao's side were as silent as death. Fear appeared in the eyes of almost all of them, and several of them retreated involuntarily.

When the situation was at a stalemate, another man with beards who looked like a bear came out of the poacher fleet on the opposite side.

The bearded man walked over with his gun drawn, glanced at Lu Ao's fleet, and asked the blond man, "What's going on?"

He didn't use Chinese language, but Lu Ao still understood. The blond man told the bearded man, "I ran into the fleet and came over, mind your own business."

The bearded man looked at Lu Ao and the others, sneered, and said, "Don't worry about them, hurry up, the shark is going to escape."

Everyone on Lu Ao's side thought they were going to turn around and go in, the blond man nodded, but suddenly raised his hand and shot Lu Ao's side.

The huge gunshots startled the captains on Lu Ao's side. Several of them almost didn't jump up, subconsciously hid aside, and then looked at the other side with lingering fear.

After calming down, everyone realized that the blond man's gun was not aimed at anyone, but only aimed at the deck. However, the loud noise and the bullets hitting the deck still left a heavy psychological shadow on Lu Ao and the people on his side.

Everyone guessed that the poachers had weapons, but no one thought they would actually shoot.

This is a bunch of desperadoes who are not afraid of blood!

The captains of Lu Ao's fleet have also experienced many things in ordinary times. This is the first time that they have to fight with real swords and guns. They are all unarmed civilians and cannot fight these desperadoes at all.

Several people in the fleet looked at the situation and drove the boat back slowly. The remaining captains also retreated slowly under the threat of gunpoint.

After withdrawing for a long distance, the fleet's public radio screen became lively again until it retreated beyond the range of the group of desperadoes.

Someone in the fleet said angrily: "They are killing sharks here, so they are not afraid that we will use satellite phones to call the police?"

"Hush, keep quiet, don't let them hear you. Besides, what's the use of calling the police? When the police arrived, they would have already run away. I think this group of people looks like pirates or international mercenaries."

"This is too evil. There are so many sharks. I took a look and they killed at least a thousand sharks."

"I've seen it too. There are three types of sharks that I can recognize—big blue sharks, porsharks, and swordnose sharks. They hunted and killed at least three species!"

"I can't stop watching. The decks of several of their boats are full of shark fins, more than a thousand?"

Everyone said something to me, and the rustling sound through the radio was a bit distorted, with indescribable sadness and anger.

Everyone was talking, but they still didn't dare to face the group of people head-on.

After exiting the hunting range of the group of people, everyone quickly turned the bow and sailed to the distance.It wasn't until the boat sailed to the sea area where the sea water returned to gray-blue color that they stopped the boat and let the boat float on the sea.

But even if they couldn't see the pink water, they could still smell the blood in the air.

This bad smell reminds everyone all the time that they have just witnessed a massacre.

In the public channel, someone said, "It's really a crime, and if you want to blame it, you have to blame those who like to eat shark fin."

Frustration of impotence quickly turned to resentment when the first person uttered it.

"If there is no trade, there is no killing. If there are not so many people who like to eat fish and eat a lot of shark fins, these people will not go to the high seas to kill sharks."

"That's the truth, but if you don't eat it, I won't eat it, and we can't stop others from eating it. We can only keep out of sight."

After a moment of silence, someone spoke again.

"Even if they don't eat shark fins, don't they use sharks to make cosmetics? Just what kind of squalane-a lot of sharks are killed every year because of squalane, right?"

Lu Ao knew about squalane, which was an ingredient extracted from the internal organs of sharks.

It is said that this kind of squalane is the best for cosmetics. It is most similar to human body oil, and it is very friendly to the skin without allergies or others.

Since the discovery of squalane, which is found in abundance in the unsaponifiable part of shark glycerin, sharks have had yet another reason to be hunted.

In recent years, the demand for squalane by various cosmetic companies is increasing, and some cosmetic companies will use natural squalane as a gimmick to impress consumers.

This gimmick has brought profound disaster to the sharks. Countless sharks that could have been healthy and alive have been hunted for this reason, and the number of sharks has also declined dramatically.

Lu Ao looked at and smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, and felt a little ironic. When many beauty-loving women use squalane, they would never have imagined that the cosmetics that look so useful come from bloody murders.

Someone in the channel asked, "Then do you still call the police?"

As soon as this question came out, everyone fell silent.

Their fleet is so big, the other party can find out their details as long as they want to check.

The other party was obviously a desperado. To be honest, many people in the fleet didn't want to offend them, and they couldn't.

People are all about profit and avoiding harm.

There are so many sharks being killed every year, and the international community is also talking about each other, and there is not much that can really be done.

Even if they called the police, the police would have nothing to do with this group of people. However, if they reported to the police and were found out by poachers, they might attract revenge from these people. Everyone has a family and doesn’t want to worry about these things.

After a while of silence, someone said something, "Forget it, don't report it, the arm can't twist the thigh, and it's useless for us to call the police."

"Yes, I also feel that forget it, and I can't beat them, so don't make trouble."

As soon as this was said, everyone was silent for a while.

After a while, someone said on the public channel, "I think they guessed that we dare not call the police, so they are so arrogant."

Those words made people feel pain in their hearts, and someone immediately retorted, "Then what do you think you can do, you are a hero, and you will bear the consequences of calling the police?"

In fact, no one can bear the consequences of calling the police, and no one wants to bear it.

There was another awkward silence in the channel.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the night had risen, their boat was still in the original sea area, neither advancing nor retreating.

Almost everyone is waiting for someone else to make a decision, whether it is to call the police to save the shark, or just turn a blind eye, it is a difficult decision.

At around [-] o'clock in the evening, someone on the channel popped up and said, "Forget it, let's not report, we still focus on safety when we travel."

Lu Ao could feel that when he said this, many people in the channel breathed a sigh of relief.

They have endured the torment of conscience for a long time, and many of them wanted to give up, but no one wanted to be a villain, and they were the first to say this.

Sharks were killed, but not their own sharks. Even if everyone would be angry, they would not want to seek justice for these sharks at the risk of their lives.

Maybe because they felt that they did not call the police, everyone's faces were dull, and during the next voyage, everyone stopped talking.

Their sailing time around the North Pole is actually not tight, and they generally don't rush overnight.

After nightfall, most people would stop the boats and let them float on the sea at will, but today no one mentioned stopping the boats.

Without saying a word, everyone drove the boat to a distant place.

Lu Ao glanced at the boat sailing in the night, his lips were tightly pursed, and the joy of counting gold in the afternoon was completely gone.

He whispered, "I'll deal with them later"

Song Zhou reached out and patted him on the back, reminding, "They have guns, maybe even rocket launchers."

Lu Ao was silent for a while, and said: "It's okay, I'll be careful, and try to focus on sneak attacks. Rockets can't do much damage to me."

As he spoke, he glanced at the dark night outside the cockpit, and the sternness in his eyes flashed past.

Dragons aren't always peaceful either.

Song Zhou knew what he was thinking, squeezed his hand and said in a low voice: "Wait for the boat to go far away, I'll go there with you."

Humans can't punish this group of people, they can.

The night became darker by the minute.

Lu Ao attracted a large cloud, covered the starry sky, and turned the originally clear night sky into a cloudy sky where you can't see your fingers.

Lu Ao and Song Zhou were waiting, waiting for an opportunity to do something.

Something was about to explode in the air, the fleet of poachers was brightly lit, they were drinking and eating meat, celebrating.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, a poacher went out drunk to go to the toilet and went out into the passage. He subconsciously looked out and found that it was raining outside.

It was raining heavily, and the rustling drowned out all other noises.

"Damn—" the poacher grumbled, turned and shouted inarticulately to his drinking companions in the hall, "Peel, it's raining, the fins are going to be drowned—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him. He subconsciously turned around, only to see a huge blurry black figure appearing behind him.

In the next second, a cold and hard object pierced through his back, and the pain came up after he knew it.

Before losing consciousness, he heard a low Chinese language——

"kill him?"

The author has something to say: In a sense, squalane is not necessarily a good thing. If there is squalane in the skin care products you use, you can check the source if you are interested.Of course, squalane made from plants is also more common, and it cannot be killed with one shot.