As the River Beach officially entered the deep sea, the waves grew more turbulent and immense.
A piercing, cold wind howled across the surface of the sea, kicking up colossal waves.
The River Beach tossed violently in the churning waves like a lone, drifting leaf. The sound of its hull crashing against the water was deafening.
When a wave hit, the crew immediately grabbed onto anything bolted down to keep their balance. As soon as the water receded, they rushed to get back to work.
Alvin had taken control of the River Beach's helm. He steered the crabbing boat toward the fishing spot in Wraith Bay, then pointed at the navigation screen.
"Boss, this is the edge of the shallow waters in Wraith Bay. I plan to drop the Crab Traps here and extend the line all the way to the deep-water trench. It'll form a horizontal trap zone. Any school of snow crabs passing through will be drawn in by the bait and crawl right into the pots."
