Fishermen's live stream: Twelve bodies were retrieved at the start.

Lin Mo leaned against the control panel, crossed his arms, and raised an eyebrow.

"Going to international waters is a big undertaking, but the brothers need to eat too, right?"

He patted the crew member on the shoulder.

"Go down and see if you can catch any grouper or red grouper, or something like that, to give everyone a nice extra meal tonight."

Wu Wei, who was standing nearby, heard this and came over, chuckling to himself.

"Captain, something you're saying sounds a bit dubious to me."

"Don't forget, with that mouth of yours, anything about getting food is never a good thing!"

"Last time we said we'd catch some crabs, but we ended up catching a killer whale. This time we said we'd catch some grouper, who knows what we'll end up with."

Lin Siyu also poked her head in from outside and made a face.

"Exactly! Bro, stop nagging! I'm afraid if you keep talking about it, a submarine might come ashore!"

The viewers in the live stream were instantly amused.

[Hahaha! Official self-deprecation is the most lethal!]

[This streamer's "blessed mouth" persona is definitely confirmed. Please, if you want to eat seafood, just shut up and go offline quietly, okay?]

I bet five cents that what's in that net isn't any real seafood.

[Just a wild guess: it's either a cultural relic, a protected animal, or maybe... someone else's fishing net?]

Lin Mo looked at this group of troublemakers and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Get lost! Are you all hoping I won't get anything good?"

He waved his hand and gave the order.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get the net ready! I'm going to haul in a huge grouper today and shut you all up!"

"Okay!"

The crew members responded enthusiastically and immediately got to work.

The massive trawl net operates under mechanical control.

As it slowly sank into the deep blue sea, the fishing boat began to be towed at a slow pace.

Lin Mo returned to the deck, looked at the sea, and wondered to himself.

Time passed slowly, and about half an hour later, the winch began to slowly reel in the fishing net.

Wu Wei stared intently at the readings on the weighing instrument. The numbers fluctuated before finally settling on a single value.

"Captain! We have cargo! Judging by the weight, it's about... five hundred pounds!"

Lin Siyu excitedly ran to the side of the boat, grabbed the railing, and looked down.

"A 500-pound grouper? That must be enormous! A king of fish?"

Lin Mo also walked over, but his brows furrowed slightly.

He stared at the sea, where he could vaguely see a huge dark shape being dragged up by a fishing net.

The live stream camera was also pointed at the sea, which completely piqued the curiosity of the viewers.

[It's here! Time to draw the lottery!]

[A 500-pound shadowy figure! What could it be? Please, don't let it be a rock!]

It doesn't look alive; it's completely still.

As the shadowy figure drew closer, its outline became increasingly clear.

It was a huge, spindle-shaped lump of iron.

Its entire body was covered with thick rust and marine deposits.

It looks like a huge incense burner that has been abandoned for many years, or some kind of industrial part.

"What...what is this thing?" Wu Wei scratched his head, looking confused.

"It looks like a big metal can."

"You fished out some scrap metal? Five hundred pounds of scrap metal can be sold for some money."

The crew members were talking amongst themselves, and Lin Siyu tilted her head, looking around curiously.

"Brother, what's this? Is it an antique?"

However, Lin Mo's expression turned extremely serious the moment he saw what it was.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

At the same time, an old crew member on the ship, who had served in the military and had some knowledge of military weapons, suddenly turned deathly pale.

His lips trembled as he pointed at the iron lump that was half-submerged in the water, squeezing out a few words.

"Don't move! Don't move at all!"

His voice, filled with extreme fear, instantly silenced the deck.

"Crew member, what are you yelling about?" Wu Wei asked, puzzled.

The crew member's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He stared intently at the metal lump, his voice trembling.

"That's not some incense burner! That's an aerial bomb! It didn't explode!"

Lin Siyu's face instantly turned pale.

Su Wanzheng also instinctively covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with horror.

After a brief pause, the chat in the live stream went completely wild.

[Holy crap?! What is that? Did I hear that right?]

[An aerial...explosive bomb? Are you kidding me! How could they even salvage something like that?!]

[This streamer's mouth is truly blessed! This is a huge mess!]

Run! If that thing explodes, the whole ship will be blown to bits!

The deck was deathly silent, with only the faint sound of the winch still operating, which sounded particularly jarring at that moment.

Several young crew members' legs began to tremble, and they instinctively wanted to run into the cabin.

"Stop the fucking right there!"

Lin Mo's roar was like a thunderclap, silencing everyone's panic.

Although his face was pale, his eyes were unusually calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

"What's the panic! It hasn't exploded yet. If you run around and bump into something, it could be fatal!"

His sharp gaze swept over everyone, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Crew! Stop the winch immediately! Slowly, lower the net back into the sea!"

"Slow down! Don't make any big movements!"

His voice was calm and powerful, like a shot of adrenaline, instantly giving the panicked crew a sense of security.

The crew member, his hands trembling, took a deep breath and carefully reversed the operation of the winch according to Lin Mo's instructions.

The huge iron lump, wrapped in the fishing net, slowly, bit by bit, sank back below the surface of the sea.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Only when the thing completely disappeared from sight did everyone feel like they had come back to life, panting heavily.

"Wu Wei!" Lin Mo ordered again, "Get your phone, put it on speakerphone, and call the Coast Guard! Report the situation!"

"Yes, Captain!" Wu Wei scrambled towards the wheelhouse.

The call was quickly connected, and a sweet yet professional female voice came through the receiver.

"Hello, this is the Coast Guard Command Center. How can I help you?"

Lin Mo took the phone, trying to keep his tone calm.

"Hello, I am Lin Mo, the captain of the fishing boat."

"We have recovered a suspected unexploded aerial bomb in the sea area at XX longitude and XX latitude."

The beautiful operator on the other end of the phone was clearly skilled and spoke with great composure.

"Yes, Captain Lin, please don't panic. How big is that object? How are you handling it?"

Lin Mo glanced at the weighing instrument's records and spoke.

"I can't see the exact model number; it's covered in debris. But our fishing net's weighing instrument shows it weighs approximately... 500 jin (250 kg)."

"We have now put it back into the sea along with the fishing net."

On the other end of the line, the previously calm female voice fell silent for several seconds after hearing the unit "five hundred catties".

Even breathing stopped.

A few seconds later, her voice rang out again, but it was clearly tinged with undisguised shock and urgency.

"How much...how much? Five hundred jin?!"

"Yes, five hundred jin," Lin Mo confirmed.

"Captain Lin! Please remain calm! Your handling of the situation is absolutely correct!"

"Now, please leave that area immediately! Maintain a safe distance!"

"We will immediately dispatch explosives experts and specialized vessels to handle this! Please keep our communication channels open!"

"clear."