Beachcombing: A Thousandfold Catch, Tuna Filling Every Barrel and Hold

[Rural Life + Fishing + Hunting in the Mountains + Everyday Life + No System, No Saintly Hero]

After inheriting the Sea God's legacy, I returned to the fishing village with my Russian girl and began a leisurely life of fishing and gathering seafood along the shore.

Other people depend on the weather when they go beachcombing. I rely on my luck to defy it. I catch so many king crabs my hands go numb, and even bluefin tuna bite my hook of their own accord. Rainbow mantis shrimp, wild large yellow croaker, and all kinds of seafood are hauled ashore by the lot.