A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

The classroom was once again filled with shock.

All the little kids, including Leon on the ground, stared blankly out the window in the direction where the shooting star had disappeared.

Nia dusted off her hands, turned around, raised her little fist in a cute but fierce way, and looked at Leon.

"Dad said so!"

Her little face was chubby.

"Disobedient dogs deserve a spanking!"

She took a step toward Leon.

"Leon, would you like to try it too?"

"Whoa!!!"

The little prince of the empire, with snot running down his face, scrambled backward, shaking his head frantically.

"Bang!"

The classroom door was suddenly pushed open at that moment.

A stern voice rang out.

"What's going on here?!"

The one who entered was an elderly human archmage.

He wore a snow-white robe and held a staff inlaid with white crystal in his hand.

Dean Via.

The dean's gaze first swept over Leon, who was crying his eyes out, and finally settled on the little dragon whose lips still had sparks on them.

"Nia!!!"

His voice wasn't loud.

"You've been naughty again?!"

The dean was furious.

"His Excellency the Duke has assigned me to educate you properly!"

He suddenly swung his staff.

"This time, I will definitely punish you."

The dean took a deep breath and unleashed his ultimate move.

"Final exam, zero!"

"Send the assessment report to your parents intact!"

"Also! You'll be forced to copy the 'Gu Long's Dictionary' one hundred times, and you're forbidden from eating snacks!"

"!!!"

Nia, who was invincible just moments before, instantly changed upon hearing those words.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, it instantly bristled.

The two small dragon horns on her head that had been so majestic just moments before suddenly drooped down.

Those vertical pupils, which were just full of arrogance, quickly filled with tears the next second.

"No...don't..."

Nia sobbed softly.

"Don't copy from books..."

"Don't confiscate my meaty snacks..."

"Waaaaaah!"

The next second, the young dragon also joined the little prince of the empire in wailing loudly.

"Don't tell Mom! Waaaaaah! If Mom finds out, she'll lock me in the study to memorize dragon language for a whole year!"

"Waaaaah, no, no, no!"

She cried her heart out, tears and snot streaming down her face.

The dean snorted coldly, unmoved.

"Now you know how to cry? Where were you before? This time I'm confiscating your snacks and telling your mother, only then will you learn your lesson!"

"Waaaaaah!"

Nia cried even harder.

She wiped away her tears, a glint of... do-or-die determination flashing in her eyes.

"no……"

She sniffed and muttered to herself.

"I can't let Mom know..."

"I can't let Dad down either..."

She suddenly looked up at Micky, who was standing beside her with an expression of adoration.

"Miki!"

Miki immediately straightened her small chest.

"Mmm! Nia, you go ahead!"

"We...run away!"

Miki paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up instantly.

"Huh? Where did you run off to?!"

She waved her little hand forcefully.

"Miki, hold on tight to me!"

"what?"

Before Miki could react, she felt Nia tightly gripping her small hand.

A punch was thrown.

"Snap!!!"

A sharp, shattering sound like glass breaking echoed from the classroom, and a spiderweb-like spatial rift appeared in the center!

"Nia!!!"

The dean wanted to stop it.

"We must not arbitrarily tear apart dimensions!!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Let's go, Micky!"

Nia grabbed Miki's hand and jumped into the spatial rift without looking back.

"Wow, this is so exciting!"

Miki's screams gradually faded away at the other end of the crevice.

"!!!!!!"

……

Time passed day by day.

The lychees are growing.

At the foot of the mountain, the dozen or so scattered dry ponds were connected into one by excavators under Lin Jiayao's command.

The artificial lake is connected to the reservoir, and it is spacious enough to row a small boat.

Lin Jiayao was out inspecting the premises again today, carrying his account books.

"...What exactly is Ayan thinking?"

Last week, Lin Yan had dozens of truckloads of fish fry released here.

"Wasn't the initial plan to enlarge this area primarily to address the factory's future water supply issues?"

Lin Jiayao muttered to himself.

"I understand building industrial reservoirs, and I can barely understand building ecological fishing grounds, but what's the point of releasing so many fish fry into them...?"

The more he calculated, the more something seemed off.

However, when he thought of his younger brother's unfathomable overall plan, Lin Jiayao once again convinced himself.

Lin Jiayao nodded, closed the ledger, and instantly felt much better.

The roadside path is still being paved, and the old woman is sweeping fallen leaves.

Uncle Han squatted down next to her, smiling憨憨地, and helped the old lady put the pile of fallen leaves she had swept into a bag.

"Silly boy, take your time, it'll be alright."

Lin Jiayao glanced at the old man and the fool, and roughly understood why Lin Yan wanted to develop businesses in the village.

Nobody noticed.

Below the water's surface.

A very faint sound rang out.

A pale purple light seeped out from the crack.

Finally, at the deepest part of the reservoir, a spatial rift quietly opened.

High concentrations of magic, mixed with a disordered flow of time, poured out.

The first to feel the change were a group of grass carp fry.

They were originally only as long as a finger.

But time seemed to be fast-forwarded in this body of water.

The fish fry are visibly beginning to grow.

Deep in the reservoir, a group of grass carp, each nearly a meter long, stared at their companions with bewildered eyes.

They don't understand.

I was just a new little fish fry, how did I wake up one day and become the tyrant of the reservoir?

……

On the national highway, an Dongfang Mengshi slowly drove by.

Old Wang has been fishing for fifteen years and is known in the fishing community as the "giant killer"—or so he says.

A while ago, he was scrolling through his WeChat Moments when he saw a photo from a fruit merchant friend. It showed a large fishpond in a village.

Old Wang's eyes widened on the spot.

Without saying a word, he drove over.

"Me, Super?"

He rubbed his eyes.

The photos don't lie.

The water surface at the fishing spot was wider than he had imagined.

The entire body of water is surrounded by hills and lychee groves behind it.

Old Wang's breathing became heavier.

As a seasoned angler, he knows this terrain best. Surrounded by mountains on three sides and connected to a reservoir on the other, the water is deep and the scenery is beautiful. Fishing here is such a wonderful thing!

The trunk was wide open, and it was packed full.

The moment you put on the whole set of gear, your aura changes instantly.

The old lady had just finished sweeping the floor and was sitting on a small stool to rest.

Old Wang shook his head inwardly.

"It's such a waste to build such a huge fishing pond in a place like this. They didn't even hire a professional to look after it."

However, he didn't say much; he understood the rules of the underworld.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to the old woman.

"Old man, let's go fishing."

The old woman looked up and squinted at him for a while.

"Fishing?"

"right."

The old woman thought about it.