The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 227 - 154: Wings? Or Wind Turbine Blades? Sudden Interruption of the Live Broadcast (Please Subscribe)_2

Returning to the focal point of concern.

Bang.

Just at that moment,

an accident happened with Fang Hao.

He sat down on the boat with a thud, making a loud noise.

It was like two people in a tug-of-war who had both used all their strength; then suddenly, one side let go, toppling the other person onto the ground.

That's what happened to Fang Hao.

Whatever he had just been fishing for seemed to have suddenly lost most of its weight, and then he fell onto his rear.

Had the line broken?

But it made sense, considering the weight of the object. Not every fishing line could bear it, even if it was a special fishing line rewarded by the system.

The object weighed at least twenty tons to start with.

For such a heavy object, relying solely on a fishing line could indeed be too much to handle.

It was a shame, failing to haul it up.

The line had snapped before they could see what was beneath.

From this, it seemed that the special fishing line's strength limit was around twenty tons.

Seeing Fang Hao sitting in the boat, the others couldn't help but come over to ask.

"Fang, are you okay?"

"Brother, you're not injured, right?"

They were all very concerned about Fang Hao. Ever since he had gone down alone to face off against the whale, he had held a different status in everyone's hearts.

One could say he was a life-saver.

"Damn, did the line break?"

The viewers in the live stream were also tense.

"Ah, so the plane is just gone like that?"

"Sob, was there actually a plane under the sea?"

The viewers were all curious about this.

They were dying to know the answer.

However, no one could answer their question, not even Fang Hao, who was also unclear about what it was.

"I'm fine."

Fang Hao picked himself up off the ground, dusted off his clothes, and indicated that he was unharmed.

He had simply not been paying attention and had fallen down.

Plus, he had managed to release most of the force before falling.

Otherwise, with such a great force rebounding, he really could have been injured.

Sighs of relief were heard as the others saw Fang Hao was uninjured.

They had indeed been worried he might hurt himself falling down like that.

It wouldn't be good if he had gotten hurt.

Everyone was concerned about him, not wanting him to suffer any injury, even the slightest.

After standing up, Fang Hao grabbed his fishing rod again, preparing to reel in the remaining fishing line.

Having snapped the line, he had to start anew.

But as Fang Hao started reeling in the line, after just a couple of turns, he immediately felt something was off.

Wait.

This didn't feel like the line had broken.

Because as he reeled it in, he realized… there still seemed to be something hooked on the other end.

Only the weight was much less than before.

If the previous object weighed around twenty tons, the current catch was only about three to four tons.

It could be that the line hadn't broken, but the object below had fallen apart.

Now, the part hooked on the fishing line was just a small fragment of the whole.

Fang Hao's expression changed immediately, and he became much more serious.

He guessed that what he had caught could be a sunken ship, which might have broken apart in the process of being hauled up, leaving only part of it hooked.

This was Fang Hao's speculation, but whether it was a sunken ship or not would only be clear once they hauled the object up.

It was confirmed that something was still there, even if it was just a part of it, which was better than catching nothing at all.

Fang Hao prepared to pull up the object to take a look.

His actions alerted the others to the abnormal situation.

Meanwhile, the fishing rod was still bent, and the line tightened again.

"Eh? It seems like the line didn't break, there's still something on it."

"What happened just now, then?"

The viewers in the live stream were just as bewildered, not understanding what was happening.

Although only part of the object remained, its weight still wasn't light, with three to four tons hanging on.

Calling it light was only in comparison to the previous twenty tons.

But for most people, this weight was still an unreachable magnitude.

However, for Fang Hao, this reduced weight was still quite manageable.

The speed of reeling in was also much faster than before.

If the line hadn't broken, that meant his fishing rod and line could handle weights beyond the twenty-ton limit.

Perhaps they could even haul up objects weighing hundreds of tons.

Of course, such capability to haul up hundreds of tons was still a hypothesis, untested.

Twenty tons was something they had actually experienced and practiced with.

As Fang Hao reeled in the line once more, everyone's focus was drawn back.

Tense, incredibly tense.

The answer was about to be revealed.

Everyone wanted to know what Fang Hao had hooked this time.

"It seems... it doesn't look like an airplane."

"Then what could it be?"

The crowd, seeing how easily Fang Hao was reeling in, gradually realized it might not be a plane.

They were all speculating what it could be.

"It's still more likely to be a probe."

As the crowd watched Fang Hao's reeling stance, they understood that it probably wasn't a plane this time and began to guess other things.

But if it wasn't a plane, they really felt a bit unsatisfied.

They were too eager to see Fang Hao hook a plane.

This wasn't just any plane—it was also an opportunity to watch the Eagles eat humble pie.

Look, you Eagles have gone to great lengths and spent so much money trying to salvage the plane, yet haven't brought it up, while we've simply cast a line... and pulled up the plane.

This was like a slap in the face of the Eagles.

It was a roundabout way of ridiculing their incompetence.

Also, hooking the plane would be of great benefit to us.

We could learn from the design of the Eagle's plane, fully understand their technology, and thus perfect our own aircraft technology. Plus, we could familiarize ourselves with the Eagle's planes, so that if there ever was a confrontation, we could completely dominate the opposition.

To have the upper-hand through and through.

Fang Hao's reeling speed had increased significantly.

From the deep sea over two hundred meters down, all the way up.

One hundred eighty meters.

One hundred fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

...

With more of the fishing line being reeled in, the crowd's anticipation for the object to surface grew.

What could it be?

That was the question on everyone's mind.

Eighty meters.

Seventy meters.

Fifty meters.

...

Twenty meters.

Ten meters.

It was slowly about to emerge from the water.

The crowd could vaguely see something taking shape.

"What's that?"

Long, flat... This seemed, seemed like a blade? Or a large wingtip?

It did look somewhat like that.

At any rate, it was a similar shape.

Because it hadn't fully surfaced, everyone couldn't see it clearly, they could only make out a vague shape in the darkness.

Plus, with the refraction in the water, it might not actually be that shape.

They were just guessing.

"I feel like... this looks like an airplane wing."

Suddenly, someone speculated as much.

As soon as these words came out, the livestream room erupted.

"Eh? Now that you mention it, it really does seem like it."

"Does it? I can't make it out, it looks more like a wind turbine blade to me."

There were netizens who couldn't see it and thought it looked like a wind turbine blade.

Anyway, there were all sorts of guesses.

But those who speculated it was an airplane wing were in the majority.

Indeed, it seemed more likely to be a wing.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the livestream screen, eager to see what the ultimate answer was.

After all, they were just watching through a camera lens, surely not as clearly as those on the scene.

They watched intently, not blinking an eye.

Afraid they'd miss a detail.

But just then.

The livestream suddenly cut off.

Like the last time Fang Hao went out to sea and livestreamed, it was interrupted again.

But this time, it wasn't because Fang Hao's equipment ran out of battery that the livestream was interrupted, but rather, it was an official intervention that halted the broadcast.

Just a few seconds earlier, Hu Ya platform had received a notification from above, requiring the livestream to be temporarily interrupted due to the nature of the content.

The reason given for interrupting the livestream: sensitive content, unsuitable for broadcasting.

"???"

"Damn it!"

"How can they cut the livestream off at such a critical moment?"

"You've got me all worked up, and now you're showing me this?"

"Ah ah ah, Hu Ya staff, come out and explain exactly what's going on."

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"..."

In an instant, everyone was furious.

Just as they were about to reveal the answer, the livestream was cut.

How could the viewers not be angry?