Reincarnated as a Fisherman and a Dad Chapter 155

  The younger man in front of Karlos was Robin, Antonio's second son, the guy who inherited the mid-size bangka.

  Antonio's commercial trawler boat was now sailing farther into the sea, spending days offshore before returning to the beach and earning a substantial amount per trip.

  Antonio had asked his friends, the fishermen, to take care of Robin if they saw him in the sea or at the fish port. Karlos kept his promise and helped Robin by introducing him to trusted buyers who wouldn’t scam him.

  The fish port had all kinds of people, some of whom could not be trusted and would take advantage of the weak. There was even a time when a buyer used a faulty weighing scale to scam a poor fisherman. Another time, buyers cheated people by paying with fake money.

  Of course, some fishermen also scammed buyers by putting stones in the fish's mouths and stomachs to add unnecessary weight and cheat the scale. Again, the fish port had many kinds of people.

  "Kid, I'm not an uncle." Karlos shook his head.

  "See, you just called me kid." Robin shrugged. Next to Robin was Bastos, Jerry's younger brother. Robin had decided to partner with Bastos and another friend to fish.

  Bastos had a profit share, but Karlos didn't know the exact arrangement. Karlos was a bit surprised when he heard about it because there had been certain rumors about Bastos lately.

  Being a boat owner meant you needed people you could trust, and it seemed that Robin trusted Bastos. Well, Robin and Bastos were friends, and Karlos sometimes saw them playing on the beach a year ago.

  Now, these kids had stopped gambling and soliciting fishermen. They had decided to start a real career, which made Karlos feel proud. For a reminder, Karlos was only a few years older than them, yet his mindset felt much older.

  He had matured early because he experienced the hardships of life sooner. He completely shed his immaturity when he got married and had children, as responsibility helped him to grow up.

  "You guys doing alright?" Brandon approached them in a friendly tone and asked Robin about their fishing situation.

  "Yeah, we are getting used to it. Fishing is not that simple at all. Waking up early is the hardest part." Robin scratched his head.

  Brandon and Karlos chuckled. Indeed, waking up early was the hardest part. Especially on cold mornings when the body just wanted to stay in bed.

  "You guys are not young anymore. You should focus on your future," Karlos said before bidding farewell.

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  As the two left, Bastos turned to Robin.

  "Why didn't you tell him that catching fish isn't easy? We barely made any money today." Bastos frowned, clearly dissatisfied.

  "... I'm shy," Robin answered. Even though Karlos was only slightly older than them, he had a presence that made him feel respectable. Karlos reminded Robin of his father, and since Robin respected his father, he naturally respected Karlos as well.

  Bastos shook his head, clearly annoyed.

  "You heard the story that Karlos and Brandon know a spot where you can find lobsters and abalones."

  Many fishermen were curious about that, but Karlos and Brandon kept quiet about it, never revealing the location.

  "But that's their spot. We can't just invade their territory."

  "We are not invading their territory. No one owns the sea. We can fish wherever we want." Bastos grinned. He needed money to visit the red-light district.

  Actually, when Robin first invited Bastos to fish with him, Bastos had no intention of doing so. But he couldn't visit the red-light district without money, so he had no choice but to work with him. Soliciting and gambling were not enough to satisfy his greed and lust.

  He earned 700 pesos on average, which was already a decent amount, but Bastos wanted more, especially after breaking his back hauling nets. He realized that fishing was not easy. To make money, he had to work hard, something he wasn’t used to.

  "But it doesn't feel right," Robin answered, still hesitant.

  "Nah, there's nothing wrong with it... How about this? I have a plan. You just have to trust me. You also want to make money, right?"

  "... Alright." Robin agreed reluctantly.

  Money. It was always about money. People would do everything for money. The saying 'money makes the world go round' existed for a reason. It motivated people, sometimes to the extreme.

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  The next day, Karlos and Brandon woke up while the sky was still dark. They went to the beach and found other fishermen busy with their respective boats, preparing nets and checking engines.

  One by one, the boats sailed into the sea to catch fish, their small lights drifting across the water. Karlos and Brandon also started their job by heading toward the island.

  However, midway through their route, Karlos noticed something strange.

  "Is someone following us?" Karlos asked.

  "Really!?" Brandon was surprised and turned around. Indeed, they saw a light about a hundred meters behind them. Despite the distance, the darkness made the small light stand out clearly.

  "You might be right. This boat has been following us for a while."

  Boats traveling in the same direction were nothing unusual. But they usually separated halfway since each boat had its own fishing spots. This time, however, the boat behind them didn't change direction. It kept a steady distance. With the lights on, Karlos and Brandon finally noticed it.

  "... What now?" Brandon asked.

  "We know the reason why they are doing it." It seemed the lobster and abalone fishing spot was too tempting.

  "This is the second time this has happened." Brandon sighed, remembering the previous incident.

  Last month, someone had also tried to follow them, but Karlos and Brandon noticed their intentions before anything could happen.

  "Should we approach them?"

  "If we approach them and ask why they are following us, they will probably lie about it just like last time."

  "Fortunately, we have a long line this time."

  Karlos lightly patted his bag... The pistol inside gave him some courage.

  Last time, they approached the boat that was following them and asked why they were trailing behind, but the fishermen denied the accusation.

  Karlos and Brandon didn't pursue the matter further and thought they might have been mistaken, but the boat never stopped following them. That day, Karlos and Brandon decided to return to the beach and end their trip without catching anything. The boat that followed them had no choice but to resume fishing after realizing that Karlos and Brandon didn't fall for their trick.

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