Staring at a screen 24 hours a day.
'Is this any way to live?'
But under the captain's fierce gaze, the second mate didn't dare utter a single complaint. He could only force himself to nod in reluctant agreement.
He silently prayed for these hard days to end soon.
He hoped the schools of fish would obediently and frequently appear, so the fishing operation could go more smoothly.
Then everyone could suffer a little less.
SIGH!
The First Mate stood by the cockpit porthole, his heart a whirlwind of emotions as he gazed at the busy deck. He let out a silent sigh.
'What's done is done, and there's no point in saying more,' he thought. 'As the First Mate, the only thing I can do is resolutely carry out my orders.'
So, the First Mate gave a slight shake of his head and walked out of the cockpit with heavy steps to relay the order to continue fishing.
The news spread quickly throughout the *River Beach*.
