Chapter 2

When Wei Hang finally came to his senses, his mind was still preoccupied with the problem of the beads, which was indeed too bizarre for someone who had received modern higher education, completely颠覆ing his previous concepts.

"What the hell is this thing?" Wei Hang muttered to himself. There was clearly no trace of the bead in his hand, but he could clearly feel that the bead was right there.

As he was thinking, a silver-gray bead appeared in his hand. This bead was slightly brighter in its metallic luster compared to before. Wei Hang examined the bead, first wondering if it could harm him, given the terrifying scene of it sucking blood, which still made him pale when he thought about it.

However, according to his dream experience, this bead was extremely useful, allowing him to move freely underwater without worrying about water pressure or oxygen.

"Is it a water-repelling bead?" Wei Hang muttered to himself, but immediately denied it: "It probably isn't. A water-repelling bead is said to be able to push water away, but this one doesn't seem to do that."

With a thought, the bead in his hand disappeared. For a moment, he found it amusing and made the bead repeatedly appear and disappear in his hand. After more than ten times, he finally decided to test the bead's usefulness. If it really worked as it did in his dream, he wouldn't have to worry about work or life in the future.

Specializing in marine science, he naturally understood that the ocean, the richest resource on Earth, was still largely undeveloped by humans. If he could move freely, wouldn't all kinds of rare items on the seabed be within his reach?

Without hesitation, Wei Hang dove into the sea. He was startled to find that his body felt no discomfort underwater, as if the surrounding water didn't exist. With a thought, he moved, and in the next moment, he appeared at the location he had visually pinpointed.

"This is going to be a big break," he thought, the fear of the bead gradually diminishing, replaced by excitement and enthusiasm.

He casually caught a fish the size of his palm, teased it for a moment, and then let it go. Standing on the seabed, he picked up two sea shells as big as plates, threw them away, and then caught two large lobsters that were fighting, each weighing about one or two pounds.

"Great, we'll have a feast tonight," Wei Hang thought happily.

Such large lobsters had been caught before, but rarely. Wild large lobsters, especially such big ones, were quite expensive, with a purchase price of over a hundred yuan per pound. Therefore, in the village, no one had truly tasted such large lobsters; they were immediately sold to the market as soon as they were caught, and they were always in high demand.

He wanted to explore deeper, but seeing the large lobsters in his hands, he decided to wait until next time. He realized that there were still many marine products on the seabed, just scattered and hard for the villagers to harvest, leading them to mistakenly believe that the resources were nearly depleted, and they were all looking for other ways to make a living.

Leading a pair of large, aggressive lobsters, Wei Hang returned to shore. He found the bead to be truly amazing; not only did it allow him to breathe underwater, but his vision was even sharper, allowing him to see even the darkest corners of the sea.

He also knew that this secret must never be shared, not even with his parents. If he told anyone, they wouldn't believe him and might even think he was crazy or possessed.

On his way home, he encountered some villagers who were surprised to see the two large lobsters in his hands. The village hadn't seen such large lobsters in a long time, and this guy's luck was really good, wasn't it?

"Hangzi, did you just catch these lobsters? Amazing! They must weigh over a pound each, right?" a man said enviously. These two definitely weighed over three pounds; at the current market price of over 120 yuan per pound, these lobsters were worth three or four hundred yuan, more than what they earned in three days of hard labor.

"Uncle Twelve! Are you going out to cast your net? I caught these lobsters just now on the seabed; I was indeed lucky," Wei Hang said with a smile. With the mysterious bead, he felt more confident and no longer felt pressured by his relatives. He knew that making money would be much easier in the future.

After a few words, the man, stimulated by Wei Hang, was already thinking about catching some large lobsters himself, so he didn't waste any more time and hurried off.

On the way, he encountered a group of village children who followed him, chattering excitedly. It was summer vacation, and these kids ran around the village. They didn't have as many extracurricular activities as city kids; after school, they mostly played. Thus, rural children were destined to fall behind from the start. However, there were trade-offs; city kids often lost out on a colorful childhood.

"Look, these lobsters are so fierce! They're still fighting," a boy pointed out with interest.

Wei Hang looked down and indeed found that the two lobsters were still fighting. Lobsters were indeed a combative species; they fought whenever they had a moment to spare.

When he passed by the village convenience store, the owner's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Hangzi, you're pretty amazing! You caught two large lobsters as soon as you went into the water. Come in and have a popsicle to cool off!"

"Sure! I'll have a bottle of iced black tea. Oh, and give each of these kids a popsicle, and put it on my tab," Wei Hang responded with a smile.

"Sure thing! I knew you were generous," the owner said happily. Another transaction of over twenty yuan, at least ten yuan in profit. Although the village had a large population, people weren't very wealthy and were all frugal, making his business difficult.

The kids were delighted, and their mouths became much sweeter, calling out "Uncle Hang" and "Brother Hang" non-stop. They had very little pocket money and rarely bought a 1.5 yuan popsicle, usually settling for a few cents' worth of spicy sticks, sunflower seeds, or ice pops. Being treated was a pleasant surprise.

"These bills are wet; you don't mind, right?" Wei Hang pulled out a few wet bills.

"No problem, no problem! Just dry them out," the owner said, not minding at all. As long as they weren't counterfeit, it was fine.

When he got home, his mother was first stunned, then overjoyed. When she heard Wei Hang say he wanted to eat them tonight, she immediately disagreed.

"Lobsters aren't dragon meat; what's so good about them? Sell them and wait for your father to come back to take them to town."

At over a hundred yuan per pound, how could she bear to eat them? Saying lobsters weren't tasty was just an excuse.

Wei Hang realized that they probably wouldn't eat the lobsters tonight. His mother was treating the two lobsters like precious ancestors, afraid they might die if she wasn't careful.

He sighed inwardly; his family was still too poor. They wouldn't even buy beef at thirty to forty yuan per pound, let alone such expensive lobsters. However, he was reluctant to sell them just like that and already had a plan in mind.

A hundred yuan per pound might seem expensive, but the villagers didn't know that in restaurants and hotels, these large lobsters often cost hundreds or even thousands of yuan per pound. Of course, they had to pay for processing and profit, so they couldn't buy them at that price, but there was still room for a price increase.

Without mentioning anything else, just a shout in the group chat would get more than a few classmates interested.

Everyone, remember to follow! Check if you have any recommendation tickets left and throw a few. The new book's data isn't looking good!

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