The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Old Yan turned around, ignoring the awe and envy of the group behind him, and skillfully rubbed out another ball of dark red bait from the bait box.

The bait was made using his unique recipe, mixed with the blood of eight different monsters, making it fatally attractive to anything in the water.

Bait the rod and cast it.

"Whoosh—!"

The lead weight, enhanced with the power of the powered armor, whistled through the air and became an almost invisible black dot, falling into the deepest part of the lake.

This time, it didn't even last a minute.

The float suddenly stopped, then was pulled directly into the water by a tremendous force, without even making a splash.

Old Yan shook his arm.

There are no unnecessary movements; it's just the simplest and purest way to lift upwards.

"Splash!"

The water surface exploded, and another giant blue carp, even larger than the catfish from before, was lifted out of the water in mid-air, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the shore.

"Snapped!"

The giant carp, weighing nearly 100 pounds, bounced once on the ground and then remained motionless.

The sheer force shattered its internal organs.

"...Another one?"

"Holy crap, is this fishing?! Is this guy here to buy supplies?"

"What kind of divine bait is this? What kind of divine equipment is this?"

The crowd has become numb.

The initial shock, envy, and jealousy have now all turned into admiration.

Looking at the blue iron man standing by the lake, they felt that they were playing a completely different game.

Fatty Wang had given up thinking. He plopped down on his fishing box, took out a cigarette, lit it, and snorted away melancholically.

"Old Yan, can you leave your brothers a way out? If you keep doing this, you'll fish all the fish in this lake to extinction."

Old Yan chuckled.

He didn't even bother with the new catch, but instead cast his line again.

His touch is better than ever before; he should take advantage of this good touch and go for the big one.

What's the point of just having these little fish?

Now that I've caught so many fish weighing around 100 pounds, my appetite has grown.

The power armor filtered out every tremor in his body, leaving only the most precise control.

At the same time, he transmitted the most subtle underwater signals to his palm with unparalleled clarity through the fishing rod and line.

With the addition of water-based runes, he seemed to be able to see the underwater world.

You can see his bait slowly spreading on the bottom of the water, its sweet and pungent smell attracting one hungry giant after another.

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For the next half hour, Lao Yan transformed into an emotionless fishing machine.

One after another, large fish weighing tens or even hundreds of kilograms were pulled out of the water in an almost brutal manner and thrown onto the open ground behind him.

Soon, the muddy ground behind him was covered with giant, lively fish, like a small seafood wholesale market.

The people around fell silent, and many quietly turned on the recording function on their personal panels to capture this miraculous scene.

Old Yan's hand felt increasingly hot, and he could even sense that in the depths of this water, there was an even larger being, disturbed by the scent of his bait.

He changed the bait again and cast the fishing rod with all his might.

This time, the lead weight flew even further, landing almost in the very center of the lake.

He stood quietly, waiting.

Time passed by, second by second.

One minute.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

The water was calm and still, and the fishing rod did not move at all.

"Hmm? You messed up?" Fatty Wang stubbed out his cigarette and stood up curiously.

"Maybe there aren't any fish left in that area, considering how many he caught," someone nearby whispered.

Just when everyone thought this crazy solo show was about to end, Lao Yan's hand holding the fishing rod suddenly tightened.

coming!

It's not the kind of sudden, violent downward signal.

Rather, it is a slow, heavy feeling, as if being dragged from the depths of the earth.

His newly purchased B-grade fishing rod, which was supposed to be able to withstand heavy loads, was now groaning under the strain, bending downwards inch by inch from the tip, eventually forming a terrifying U-shape.

The drag mechanism of the reel emitted a piercing shriek, and the high-strength fishing line was being pulled outwards by an irresistible force!

"Holy crap! What is this thing?!" Fatty Wang jumped up in surprise.

Everyone held their breath.

Just by looking at how much the fishing rod bends, you can tell that the thing underwater is an absolutely enormous creature beyond imagination!

Old Yan's feet plunged into the mud. If it weren't for the power armor, he would have been pumped into the water.

He didn't try to use any tricks to play the fish.

He knew that against this level of power, any skill would be futile.

The only solution is to confront them head-on!

"rise!"

Old Yan let out a low roar, channeling all his strength through his armor into his arms.

He started to forcibly reel in the line!

The reel made a loud "creaking" sound, as if it might fall apart at any moment.

The thing underwater was enraged, and an even more terrifying force emanated from the center of the lake!

"Thump!"

The ground beneath Lao Yan's feet cracked inch by inch, and he was dragged forward more than a meter by the force of the impact!

This is no longer fishing.

This is a tug-of-war.

A battle between steel and behemoths!

"Behold my single fishing rod that opens the gates to heaven!"

"Get up here!"

Old Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and the power within him erupted without reservation.

He leaned back sharply, pressing his entire body weight down!

The water level in the center of the lake began to change strangely.

It is no longer flat, but rises slowly upwards from the point where the fishing line enters the water!

A huge shadow, covering almost half the surface of the lake, emerged from the water.

"Splash splash splash splash—!"

The water surface was completely torn apart.

A thing, whose head alone was as big as a heavy truck, burst out of the water.

It has no eyes; instead, it has hundreds of tiny holes that emit a pale, eerie light.

The wet, wrinkled black skin was covered with seaweed, silt, and even a few broken human skeletons.

Water flowed down its wrinkled skin.

With its appearance, an indescribable stench and chill instantly enveloped the entire lakeshore.

The sunlight seemed to be swallowed up.

Everyone froze, their heads tilted back, staring blankly at the monster that blotted out the sky, their minds a complete blank.

That's not fear.

Instead, in the face of an absolute, incomprehensible size and oppressive presence, even fear cannot arise... a deathly silence.

Old Yan looked up, his blue power armor appearing as small as a toy in the shadow of that enormous head.

Holy crap!

Holy crap!

"What exactly is this?"

"This old man has fished up the dominant species in this lake..."