Thinking of this, I turned my head through the observation window to see the movement in the deep stream, but as soon as I turned my head, a big fish with pimples all over my body and thick skin like Huayan appeared on the side of the "diving bell" at some point, swinging its tail towards the copper cabin where I was, and suddenly buzzed into the diving bell. I staggered inside, and the searchlight outside was immediately knocked out by it. After the fish crashed into it, it turned around again and came back from the water, opening its mouth wide and surging at it, as if trying to swallow the copper chamber in one gulp.

Most of the aquarists in the sea are born to be moon-promising, and this sudden big fish seems to be attracted by the light on the diving bell, shaking its head and tail and hitting it again. The diving bell shook so much that the two searchlights hanging outside went out on the spot. I heard the sound of metal rippling in the cabin, and knew that if I were hit again, the sealed copper cabin might crack and flood.

This special set of diving bells modified by the British is specially designed for reconnaissance on the dangerous seabed, and in order to cope with the harsh operating environment, in addition to some sophisticated design, there are perfect defense measures around the cabin. There is an iron fence outside the observation window, which can prevent the ocean current from hitting the reef on the bottom of the sea, but in the face of the moving sea fish, I had to take emergency measures to pull open the safety bolt that controls the spunlace, so that a dozen steel thorns outside the diving bell are erected, and the copper cabin immediately becomes a metal "hedgehog".

As soon as the sparrow popped out of the trough, the seven or eight meters long, the skin like a boulder of the big fish swam around, it seemed to know the sharp steel thorn, but it was too late to dodge, although the head of the fish turned, the body of the fish was stabbed, on its tough flesh cut a long hole, dragging a stream of turbid blood water into the bottom of the sea.

Ruan Hei, the boss of the boat in another diving bell, turned his searchlight and searched for blood flow. I looked down through the observation window, and saw a few big sharks attracted by blood swimming out of the corals, chasing and biting the injured big fish, and for a while, the fine sand and mud and algae on the bottom of the sea were stirred, and a large amount of blood and water mixed with it completely covered the shark's predation.

I secretly said that it was so dangerous, it seems that the livelihood of this South China Sea egg man is really not easier than touching the tomb of Captain Jin. At this time, the lamps and lanterns used to probe the underwater terrain were damaged, and the erected steel thorns also obstructed part of the vision, and it was no longer meaningful for the diving bell to remain underwater.

The two diving bells came out of the water one after another, and the people who did not go into the water on the Trident boat were unable to swallow their tongues when they saw that the copper shell of the diving bell was actually dented by a fish in the sea. Everyone understands that this South China Sea egg picking operation has officially kicked off, and if you want to fish out the best "green heads", you have to take greater risks.

But everyone knows that not to top a thousand feet of waves, rare ten thousand catties of fish, wealth must eventually be sought in danger, now since we have found the coral spiral in the old snail giant clam hiding where, the matter of egg picking has eyebrows, all the people are full of spirit, all of them are busy cleaning the deck, making all preparations for pearl diving in the sea.

I stood on the deck and looked at the sea, and the rough South China Sea had three feet of waves even if there was no wind. But as soon as the tide receded, this coral spiral was unusually calm. Although the sky is cloudy, there is no sign of strong winds and surges, if it were not for the terrible phenomenon of the dragon taking water from the previous sea and air catharsis, the current situation in this sea area may not be as stable as it is now.

I looked around and suddenly saw a black island in the sea at the stern of the boat, which had not been discovered before entering the water, when did it come out? I hurriedly raised my binoculars to take a closer look, and I often heard that the islands that suddenly appeared in the sea were the backs of big fish and the shells of giant turtles.

Shirley Yang said that just now she had asked Uncle Ming and others to reconnoiter with the earthquake sea cannon, and it was not a sea beast that came out of the water, but a "ghost island" caused by the action of the tide. When the tide rises, this black island will sink underwater, and when the tide level drops, part of it will be exposed to the sea, so it is called "Ghost Island".

Coral spirals are an area where all sorts of mysterious phenomena in the sea converge, and it's no surprise that there's a ghost island. We had heard about Ghost Island in Coral Temple Village before, and the local fishermen called it "Black Whale", which was a lot of rumors, but few people had actually seen it, and if there was this island as a reference, the salvage operation would be twice as effective with half the effort.

I'm going to ask Uncle Ming to aim the boat at Ghost Island and sail over to check it out. However, Shirley Young said that she had a bad feeling about the island, that it should not be a safe place to go, and that it was better not to approach it, and advised me not to take unnecessary risks, and that the tide level was too low, and the terrain around Ghost Island was too high for the Trident to approach.

Shirley Young then asked me if I had found any traces of the shipwreck at the bottom of the sea. The word "sinking" is the most taboo to mention at sea, and when it comes to shipwrecks, the word "rise" must be used instead, but I don't believe in this evil, especially during the Cultural Revolution, the Red Guards broke the four old and broke to the rivers, lakes and seas, and forced the boat boss to shout the word "sinking" more than a thousand times when taking the boat, and I didn't see the ship sink, since then I don't believe in it very much, it may be that if there are people on the ship who are hard enough to make the ship sink, it is also difficult, and Shirley Yang has no such Chinese-style taboo.

I shrugged at her, and there was not even a shadow of a ship at the bottom of the sea, but I couldn't give up hope yet, because I found that there were several unfathomable troughs, like deep valleys at the bottom of the sea, and the size of the snail coral iron trees near it was rare in the world, and it would be difficult to have such a landscape if it were not for the vitality of the seabed. It can be determined that this is 100% the end of the remaining veins of the southern dragon, if there is really a yin fire at the bottom of the sea, it must be gushing out from these deep valleys, then the legendary shipwreck cemetery should also not be far from here, let everyone pay more attention when going to the sea to collect eggs, maybe there will be a breakthrough discovery.

Shirley Yang nodded in agreement, and then Doling went to the deck to greet everyone for dinner, and we went down to the cabin to feast on the war meal, and by the way, we discussed the plan of egg picking. According to the information that I and the ship's boss Ruan Hei and I were reconnoitring at the bottom of the sea, the general terrain of the coral forest was drawn into a simple map.