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The underground parking garage has returned to quiet.

After getting into the car, Su Qing didn't start the journey immediately. Instead, she took out her phone and opened the "Life in All Its Forms" live stream.

The camera sways slightly, showing a lake shrouded in morning mist, so quiet you can hear the wind.

The next second, the camera focused on the imposing BMW XM campervan on the shore.

A familiar figure was leaning back in a folding chair, gazing lazily at the lake.

Who else could it be but Ye Zhou?

He was still wearing the same simple casual clothes as yesterday, his hair was slightly messy, but he didn't look sloppy at all. Instead, he looked more casually handsome.

Unlike other night fishermen, Ye Zhou's face showed no signs of fatigue, only a faint sense of contentment.

Live Stream Room——

I'd trade ten years of my life for this kind of life!

For others, night fishing is a trial by fire; for him, it's enjoying life!

[Quick, check the float! Quick, check the float! Another fish is about to bite!]

[I never expected that old scoundrel Ye would actually clash with that Fish King. If only he had put that same dedication into writing "Dragon Raja."]

[Speaking of "Dragon Raja," I'd like to know when this book will be updated?]

[Um... judging from the current situation, there's only a slight possibility after Old Thief Ye reaches the Fish King.]

Okay, looks like it'll be a long wait.

……

To be honest, Su Qing had known about this live stream for a long time, but due to busy company business and other reasons, she usually didn't watch it much.

A moment later, Su Qing started the car, and the black luxury car smoothly drove out of the underground garage.

Today's business is crucial; it determines whether the company can reach new heights, and there is no room for carelessness.

The morning light gradually swept across the car window, illuminating her cool and refined profile.

Su Qing gently pressed the accelerator, a longing that she herself was unaware of flashing deep in her eyes.

Meanwhile, by the lake.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the water surface looked as if it were covered with a light veil.

Ye Zhou's BMW XM was parked quietly on the shore, with the car coffee machine emitting a faint steam. The aroma mingled with the breeze, making it particularly pleasant.

He leaned back in his folding chair, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, his gaze lazily fixed on the float.

Calm and unhurried, that's life.

After catching the fish, a system notification sounded in Ye Zhou's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the first quest of the Angler profession: Go to a natural fishing spot, complete a wild fishing trip, and successfully catch 50 large fish.]

[Rewards: Car and House Lucky Draw Tickets!]

Ye Zhou was completely bewildered.

Car and house treasure raffle ticket?

Could this be the same model as the one in Horizon Robotics?

Does this mean we're going to draw those hidden luxury cars in Horizon Zero Dawn?

Soon, a virtual spinning wheel popped up on the system page.

The turntable is divided into four equal parts: cars, houses, treasures, and goods.

Ye Zhou looked at the virtual turntable that suddenly popped up in front of him and raised an eyebrow with interest.

The four large characters for "car," "house," "treasure," and "goods" occupy the roundabout area in a clear and distinct manner, and just looking at them makes one feel a sense of anticipation.

Just by looking at the contents of these four categories, you can tell that the system isn't trying to fool you this time.

The cars, of course, are all kinds of famous cars and supercars;

The house refers to a luxury villa or manor house.

"Treasure" refers to antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and rare and precious items.

The items include shares in major corporations, scarce resources, special skills, and so on.

Without exception, they are all top-tier items that ordinary people can hardly access in their entire lives.

"lottery."

Ye Zhou took a small sip of hot coffee, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

[Ding! Your car and house treasure raffle ticket has been used. The raffle has begun!]

The virtual turntable instantly shimmered with light and began to spin rapidly in front of Ye Zhou.

Golden light swirled, and the four large characters flashed rapidly in the light and shadow, dazzling the eyes.

After a few breaths, the speed of the turntable gradually slowed down.

The pointer slowly moved across the "Cars" column, then across the "Treasures" column, and finally stopped steadily in the "Items" column.

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Hengyong Shopping Mall Platinum Card!]

Hengyong Shopping Mall? Platinum Card?

Ye Zhou naturally knew Hengyong Shopping Mall; it was one of the top high-end shopping malls in the country, filled with international luxury brands. He had shopped there just a few days ago.

As for the Platinum Card, Ye Zhou had never heard of it.

Soon, a piece of information related to the Platinum Card surfaced in his mind.

It turns out that Hengyong Shopping Mall operates on a membership system, with the Platinum Card being a symbol of top-tier membership.

Cardholders not only enjoy free shopping on all items, but also a series of privileges such as exclusive channels, personal shopping assistants, and priority pre-ordering of limited edition items.

Ye Zhou raised an eyebrow and casually tossed the platinum card that had appeared out of nowhere in the system space to the back of his mind.

While the platinum card is nice, it's more of an added bonus for him.

Compared to this, Ye Zhou would prefer shares in a large company or some special skill card.

"Brother Ye! I'm here!"

Just then, Deng Zhe's excited shouts came from afar; his voice drifted over before he even arrived.

Ye Zhou turned his head to the side and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Deng Zhe carried his fishing gear and jogged over, his face beaming with the joy of "gaining freedom."

"I finally managed to appease my wife; she almost couldn't get out of there."

He put down his things, sat down to the side, and let out a long sigh: "It's so comfortable here, quiet and peaceful."

"Have a seat, the coffee is freshly made."

Ye Zhou smiled faintly and pointed to the folding chair next to him.

Deng Zhe's eyes lit up when he saw it.

RV, coffee, top-of-the-line fishing rod, tranquil lake...

This isn't fishing, this is living the life of a god.

"Hey, kid Deng, here to suck up to me again today?"

"They've come here to enjoy life with Brother Ye, with a campervan and coffee everywhere. I'm so envious."

Old Liu, Old He, and Old Zhao also arrived one after another. Deng Zhe began to complain about his wife and confide in Ye Zhou.

"You think you're the only one like this? Aren't we all like this?"

Old Liu sat down on a small stool, took out a cigarette but then remembered he couldn't smoke by the lake, so he reluctantly put it back, looking bitter and resentful: "Every time I go fishing, I have to clean the house first, buy the groceries, and wash the dishes, like a servant, even though I'm the one who earns money to support this family."

"That's right, my wife put it even more bluntly..."

Old He nodded in agreement, looking like he understood perfectly: "All he says is, 'You should just go with the fish.'"

"I go out fishing for half a day, and when I get back I have to wash dishes for three days, and I have to keep smiling until my face is stiff."

Old Zhao sighed, "Want to go night fishing? Forget about it, the door's locked tight."

"Brother Ye is so carefree. He can stay up all night whenever he wants. He just drives his RV and stays right by the lake. Nobody bothers him or rushes him. That's what fishing is all about."

Deng Zhe leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"We're not fishing here, we're just stealing time."

"I sneaked out, fished with bated breath, and rushed back just in time, afraid of being scolded if I was late."

The group chatted amongst themselves, their words filled with the bitterness of middle-aged men.