Chu Mingcheng picked up the wooden box, but as he moved, his waist and abdomen suddenly loosened.
Looking down, he realized that the rope tied around his waist had snapped when he exerted force.
No matter how sturdy these ropes had been originally, having soaked for so long, they had rotted away.
A gentle tug might allow for their use, but any significant effort would break them.
By now, Chu Mingcheng somewhat regretted not bringing either a fishnet buckle or a safety rope; with those two items, he could have packed up everything here in one go.
With no other choice, he had to put the box down and return with the two fish first.
As he swam up the stairs and had moved only a few meters up to the position of the ship's side, Chu Mingcheng suddenly expelled a few bubbles from his mouth in shock.
Two bubbles represented the words "Holy shit~", for there was a mammoth creature before him that he was seeing for the second time.
