Chapter 118 Is this fish a dragon?
Chapter 118 Is this fish a dragon?
Behind Huangni Village, there is a cliff that cannot be found on any map.
Zhou Dazhuang followed Lin Chen, trudging through the waist-high grass with uneven steps, the roar of waves crashing against the rocks filling his ears.
"Boss, what can we do here?"
Zhou Dazhuang asked, panting.
Lin Chen didn't speak, and stopped in front of a cliff face that was almost completely covered by vines and shrubs.
He pushed aside the vines, revealing a dark opening from which cold wind blew in.
The entrance to the cave is very well hidden; dozens of meters below are the constantly rolling waves.
"Go in."
Zhou Dazhuang had some doubts, but he still followed Lin Chen inside.
The cave was very deep. After walking for several dozen meters, the space suddenly opened up in front of us.
A cave, roughly the size of half a basketball court, appeared before us. Stalactites hung from the ceiling, and the other end of the cave connected to the sea, the sound of the tide rushing in was muffled.
"This will be the core base of Longji Fresh in the future."
Lin Chen's voice echoed in the cave.
He took out a stack of blueprints from his pocket and handed them to Zhou Dazhuang.
Zhou Dazhuang took it without thinking. When he saw the complex mechanical structure and the unfamiliar parts markings on the blueprint, his hands, which had been dealing with oil wrenches for years, began to tremble.
"Deep-sea...gene optimization breeding lab?"
Zhou Dazhuang read out the title of the drawing word by word, his eyes widening and his breathing becoming heavier.
His fingers trembled as he touched the lines on the drawing paper, muttering to himself.
"My God... this... this is something a human could design?"
"This circulation system, this boosting logic... no, this energy transfer mode, is far more advanced than current technology."
He suddenly looked up and stared intently at Lin Chen.
"Boss, where did you get this thing?"
Lin Chen didn't say anything, but took out a few core precision parts from the system warehouse. As soon as the parts that were flashing blue light came out, Zhou Dazhuang rushed over and carefully held them.
"Can you even do it?"
Lin Chen asked.
"Let's do it, we have to do it."
Zhou Dazhuang's neck veins were bulging, and he pounded his chest and roared.
"Don't worry, boss, I'll save up ten for you, let alone one."
"Give me three capable men, and I'm not sleeping tonight. Anyone who tries to stop me, I'll fight them to the death."
Soon, Sun Heizi arrived with the Longdan Guard and sealed off the entire back mountain with real guns, preventing anyone from getting close.
The sea cave was brightly lit. Zhou Dazhuang and his team started working on the blueprints and parts, and the cave was filled with sparks from welding and the sound of hammering metal.
Overnight, a metallic-looking building was completed in the middle of the cave.
[Ding. The deep-sea gene optimization and cultivation room has been completed, and the system self-test has passed.]
[Facility Function: It can simulate the ecological environment of any sea area in the world, and through ultra-high pressure and targeted gene induction, it forcibly stimulates the cell activity of marine organisms, optimizes their superior traits, and shortens the growth cycle by 90%.]
It became.
Lin Chen looked at the incubation room that was flashing blue light in front of him and took a deep breath.
He casually scooped out a few Yangtze River shad that he had bought wholesale from a fish farm from a styrofoam box.
This farmed shad has loose flesh and a bland taste, incomparable to wild shad.
He threw the half-dead shad into the feeding chute of the breeding room.
"start up."
With a muffled thud, the indicator light in the incubation room changed from blue to red.
Lei Tiangong's overseas blockade has affected the high-end catering industry in the entire provincial capital and even the capital.
"Have you heard? The Marriott Hotel no longer sells bluefin tuna sashimi."
"Not only Marriott, but Yunhai Pavilion's king crab is also out of stock. It's said that Lin Chen's supply has been completely cut off."
"I knew it! A fisherman who's just had a lucky few catches can't possibly compete with the ocean. He's doomed now."
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses arrived in the provincial capital in a high-profile manner, surrounded by a group of foreign investment representatives.
His name is Zhuge Ming, the Northern Director of the Jianghai Association, and Lei Tiangong's chief strategist.
"Lin Chen? Just a lucky fisherman."
Zhuge Ming spoke to reporters at the airport in a very disdainful tone.
"Luck alone cannot sustain an industry. Jianghai will be hosting the Global Rare Seafood Expo at the International Convention and Exhibition Center next week. At that time, we will show everyone what a global supply chain is."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a beautifully printed letter was delivered to Huangni Village by a special envoy.
The envelope was printed with the words: Bankruptcy Acquisition Letter.
The letter was extremely insulting, saying that if Lin Chen was willing to kneel down and hand over all his assets, Jiang Haihui might consider giving him a job as a boat captain.
The provincial capital, Marriott Hotel.
Tang Zhen slammed the copy of the letter on the table, trembling with anger.
"This is outrageous!"
In the conference room, everyone on the board looked grim.
"President Tang, Jianghai has already contacted us. As long as we cut ties with Lin Chen, they are willing to supply goods at an 80% discount."
"Yes, Mr. Tang, the hotel is on the verge of collapse. If we continue to follow Lin Chen, we'll all go bankrupt."
"I propose that we impeach Tang Zhen and immediately cooperate with the Jianghai Association."
Faced with the board's collective pressure, Tang Zhen gritted his teeth. He recalled Lin Chen's calm voice on the phone, and the miracles that young man had created time and time again.
He suddenly stood up, grabbed the letter of intent on the table, and tore it to shreds in front of everyone.
"I, Tang Zhen, am making this clear today: the fate of the Marriott Hotel rests on Lin Chen's shoulders."
"Anyone who disagrees, get out now."
Huangni Village, sea cave.
"Drip—drip—drip—"
An alarm sounded in the incubation room, and the red light turned green.
Lin Chen and Zhou Dazhuang immediately stepped forward. The hatch slowly opened, and a wave of pure water vapor rushed out.
Through the transparent observation window, the Yangtze River shad had changed dramatically. Their originally dull gray scales now shimmered with a silvery metallic sheen, and they swam swiftly in the water, each tail swishing powerfully.
[Genetic optimization complete; target organism: Yangtze River shad.]
Cell viability: 350%.
[Rating: Perfect.]
Zhou Dazhuang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stammered, pointing at the fish in the water.
"Boss... this... is this still a shad? This is a dragon!"
Lin Chen didn't say anything, but fished out a fish, set up a stove in the cave, and steamed it.
A few minutes later, a rich, fresh aroma filled the entire cave.
Zhou Dazhuang only took one sniff, and his mouth started watering uncontrollably.
Lin Chen picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and handed it to him.
Zhou Dazhuang took it with trembling hands and put it in his mouth.
The next second, tears streamed down the face of this man, who reeked of engine oil. He couldn't say a word, he just chewed, feeling the indescribable deliciousness spreading in his mouth.
With a thud, Zhou Dazhuang's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. A man in his forties was crying like a child.
"Mmm... This is so delicious... I've been at sea for thirty years, and I've never eaten such delicious fish in my life."
"Compared to it, wild ones are just a pile of shit."
Looking at the silver, lightning-like shad in the live water tank, Lin Chen's lips curled into a cold smile.
He took out his phone and dialed Tang Zhen's number.
On the other end of the phone, Tang Zhen was frantically dealing with the board meeting, his voice hoarse.
Lin Chen only said eight words.
"Get ready to close the net, see you at the Expo."
fictionpage