The entire ocean is my fishing ground.

Chapter 63 The Poseidon Returns to Port

Early the next morning, a startled cry shattered the tranquility of Huangni Village.

"My goodness! What kind of ship is that?"

"An aircraft carrier! An aircraft carrier has sailed to the entrance of our village."

An early-rising villager, rubbing his eyes, watched the huge creature getting closer and closer on the horizon, and was so frightened that he dropped his rake.

Soon, the entire Huangni Village was in an uproar.

Everyone rushed to the dock, craning their necks and pointing at the giant ship that was slowly approaching the shore.

When they recognized the familiar figure standing on the bow deck, the crowd stirred.

"It's Lin Chen."

"Chen boy is back in his warship."

"What a load of bull! That warship is called the Poseidon. I heard it costs more than a hundred million."

Lin Jianguo and Liu Guilan were also alarmed. The elderly couple squeezed to the front of the crowd and watched their son walk off the giant ship. Their eyes instantly reddened.

The first thing Lin Chen did after jumping off the boat was to go to his parents.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home."

"Okay, okay, it's good that you're back."

Immediately afterwards, Sun Heizi and Zhou Dazhuang, along with a group of young men, began moving things out of the refrigerated cargo hold of the Poseidon.

Boxes of Boston lobsters, king crabs, and Australian abalone, along with barrels of bubbling draft beer, filled the square at the entrance of the village.

Lin Chen picked up a large megaphone, and the sound spread throughout the entire Huangni Village.

"Fellow villagers, I, Lin Chen, am back."

"Starting today, we'll have a three-day, three-night feast in the village. Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't hold back!"

"Also, I have something to announce."

"Starting today, the Huangni Village Ocean Shipping Cooperative is officially established. All the brothers who went to sea with me before will receive a guaranteed dividend at the end of the year."

He held up five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand."

The crowd erupted in cheers.

They were so excited that they jumped up on the spot.

Five hundred thousand.

They had never seen so much money in their entire lives.

"besides."

"The cooperative isn't just for those of us who go to sea. I've decided to take a portion of the cooperative's profits and give each of the villagers over sixty years old a monthly pension of three thousand yuan. Starting this month."

Lin Chen had several large boxes brought over and immediately gave each of the fishermen who had followed him a cash red envelope containing 100,000 yuan.

The bright red banknotes piled on the table were a sight to behold.

In the corner, Zhang Cuihua stared wide-eyed, her heart filled with regret.

She remembered how she used to mock Lin Chen and spread rumors in the village, and she wanted to slap herself twice.

She brazenly forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and tried to get closer to Lin Chen with a glass of wine in hand.

"Oh my, Chenzi, you've really made something of yourself! You're the pride of our Huangni Village! Aunt Cuihua toasts you..."

Before she could finish speaking, a tall figure blocked her way.

It's Sun Heizi.

Sun Heizi didn't even glance at her; he simply reached out and gently pushed her away, as if she were a garbage bag.

"roll."

Zhang Cuihua stumbled and almost fell to the ground, spilling the wine in her hand all over herself, looking utterly disheveled.

The villagers around her looked at her with mockery in their eyes.

The boisterous banquet lasted for three days and three nights.

Three days later, the banquet ended, and Huangni Village returned to tranquility, but the villagers' spirits were quite different from before.

It was late at night.

Lin Chen returned to his family's old house.

In the courtyard, Liu Guilan, the mother, had already tidied everything up neatly, with fishing nets, floats, and tools all arranged in an orderly fashion.

He pushed open the door to the main room, and a familiar smell wafted out—a mixture of fishy and smoky aromas.

Under the dim light, the father, Lin Jianguo, was not asleep.

He was wearing reading glasses and sitting at the old eight-immortal table that had been used for decades, his back slightly hunched.

In front of me was a half-foot square iron box, its body yellowed and covered with rust.

Lin Jianguo placed his hands on the iron box and gently stroked it.

Lin Chen's footsteps startled him.

Lin Jianguo looked up and saw his son. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions. He took off his reading glasses and pointed to the metal box.

"This thing... was found on that ship called the Poseidon."

Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat.

This iron box was found in a hidden safe in the captain's cabin after he took over the Poseidon.

He checked the box at the time and found it was an old-fashioned mechanical lock with the lock cylinder rusted shut. He didn't force it open, but he felt that this thing might be something special, so he brought it back.

He never expected that his father would recognize the box.

"Dad, what is this...?"

"These are your grandfather's belongings."

Lin Jianguo's voice was a little hoarse.

Lin Chen's breathing paused for a moment.

He walked over, sat down opposite his father, and looked at the metal box.

Thirty years ago, my grandfather died at sea, his body never recovered, and he was buried in the Dragon Ridge Trench. This has always been a painful memory for our family.

Unexpectedly, his belongings ended up on an armed salvage ship belonging to an international mercenary group.

"Back then, the ship your grandfather was on was later recovered by an international salvage team. This box should have been salvaged around that time."

Lin Jianguo said slowly.

The father and son exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Let's open it and see."

Lin Chen said.

Lin Jianguo nodded and took out a small hammer and a steel shovel from the drawer.

Instead of picking the lock, he carefully chipped away at the rusted edges along the seams of the metal box, little by little.

"Click".

With a soft click, the latch popped open.

Both father and son held their breath.

Lin Chen reached out and slowly lifted the lid of the box.

There was no gold or silver jewelry, nor any antiques, inside the tin box.

There are only two things.

A parchment book tightly wrapped in oilcloth, already yellowed and brittle.

And a strangely shaped bronze fish talisman lying quietly in the corner.

The fish-shaped talisman was only the size of a palm. It wasn't carved with an ordinary fish, but rather a strange fish that resembled one, yet wasn't quite a fish, with tentacles and a ferocious appearance. The tentacles were icy cold to the touch, and the surface was covered with a mysterious spiral pattern.

Lin Chen picked up the parchment book and unwrapped the oilcloth.

A strong smell of preservative oil and the dust of time wafted out.

This is a nautical logbook.

Lin Jianguo took it with trembling hands, put on his reading glasses, and flipped through the pages one by one under the light.

As he watched, the man's eyes reddened, and his shoulders began to tremble uncontrollably.

"dad?"

Lin Chen called out softly.

Lin Jianguo did not respond, but stared intently at a passage in the diary. His turbid tears fell drop by drop onto the yellowed pages, blurring the ink.

After a long while, he finally raised his head, his voice choked with emotion.

"Your grandfather... he... he wasn't just an ordinary fisherman back then."

"He was employed by a mysterious organization called the Eye of the Deep Sea, and he didn't go out to sea to fish... but to find a legendary place."

Lin Chen's heart clenched.

The Eye of the Deep Sea.

He had heard of that name before; it was from a notorious international organization.

"Where?"

Lin Jianguo took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, and squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"Sea Eye"

"Legend has it that the Eye of the Ocean can devour everything and create everything."

Lin Chen instantly understood that his father's taboo about the Dragon Ridge Trench and his obsession with not setting foot in that area for thirty years were all related to this secret.

Grandpa's death was not an accident at all.

"Dad, don't worry."

Lin Chen reached out and tightly grasped his father's rough, trembling hands. Looking into his father's bloodshot eyes, he spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Whether it's the sea eye or the deep-sea eye, I will personally go and retrieve the truth from thirty years ago."

Under the dim light, the father and son held hands tightly.

Just then, new text quietly appeared on the system panel.

[Deep-sea Relics Detector (Trial Version)...Activated.]

[Key artifact detected: Sea-Eyed Fish Talisman.]