A god-tier fishing spot, anglers lined up to give me money.

With nothing else to do, he took out the god-level fishing rod from his system space with a thought.

A god-tier fishing rod that will never break; it will always hook fish weighing over 100 pounds.

He shook his head, weighed it in his hand, and walked towards the shore.

"Basic fishing luck technique... basic, basic, basic breathing method. Since it's a breathing method, why not call it the basic fishing breathing method?"

I don't understand...

Yang Qi stood on the shore, and the breathing technique Gu Shang used when walking that 400-pound bluefish automatically came to mind.

I wonder how my basic breathing technique compares to Mr. Gu's.

Adjust your breathing, mobilize the body's energy and strength, and unleash it all at one point.

"System, are there different schools of thought within breathing techniques?"

"have."

"For example?"

"The Five Elements of Nature, the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi, are all different. The person you saw that day was using a fragment of the Earth Breathing Scroll from the Five Elements. Earth represents stillness, seeks stability, and emphasizes responding to all changes with constancy, which is why he was so calm when playing with the fish."

Yang Qinuo pondered for a moment: "Then what about this one you gave me?"

"It transcends Yin and Yang and is not bound by the Five Elements. There are many applications within it, which the host must explore on their own."

Yang Qi: "...Uh-huh!"

"I have to figure everything out myself. Forget it, I won't bother arguing with a half-baked system like you."

He turned his attention back to the fishing rod in his hand, then looked at the water in front of him.

"I've watched so many people fish, but I've never actually tried it myself. Today I'm free anyway, so I'll try fishing without controlling the fish or using my mind. I'll just rely on my own skills."

Experience the joy of being a fisherman...

"It is recommended that the host start with a grass carp weighing about ten kilograms, proceeding gradually to avoid being led astray."

Shh...don't shout.

Yang Qi ignored the system's reminders, adjusted the line setup, and launched the line into the water without even baiting it.

"Host... can you catch anything without bait?"

"You don't understand." Yang Qi stared at the float on the water's surface. "Like Jiang Taigong fishing, those who are willing will take the bait."

"That's what you call self-confidence!"

"If you've got guts, don't try to control fish with your mind."

Yang Qi's lips curled up, already prepared his words: "Don't you need to keep it for laying eggs? You're the one, 40 catties of grass carp, get it out of the water."

He focused his mind on the water, controlling the 40-pound grass carp to bite the hook, and then withdrew his control.

The moment the thought was withdrawn, the fish felt pain and flicked its tail.

A tremendous force struck, and Yang Qi felt as if he were being pulled against a bull. His entire arm was pulled forward, and he lost his footing, staggered, and fell into the water with a "plop".

Water splashed everywhere.

The sudden impact of falling into the water caused him to swallow several mouthfuls of water. He struggled frantically for a moment before finally standing up.

His hair was soaked and stuck to his forehead, water streamed down his cheeks, his clothes and pants were completely wet, and his shoes were filled with mud, making a "squeak" sound with every step.

He looked utterly disheveled.

He was still gripping the fishing rod tightly in his hand.

Yang Qi stood in knee-deep water, dripping wet from head to toe.

"Cough cough cough..."

Soaked to the bone, he was incredibly embarrassed. "System, didn't you see me?"

"Hmm. I didn't see anything, except a dog falling into the water."

"Heh, you're the dog, I wasn't prepared."

"He's already admitted it, what can I do?"

"..." Yang Qi mumbled, "Uh, I'm caught in this trap..."

He then stubbornly replied, "There's always an adjustment period the first time."

Grab the fishing rod and walk ashore, simultaneously immobilizing the grass carp so it stays still in the water.

Then he stood on the shore, shook his arms, and took a deep breath.

Mobilize the internal energy and circulate it according to the basic fishing luck technique.

Inhale, exhale...

The energy flowed into his dantian and then along his meridians to his limbs. He could feel his body heating up, his blood flowing faster, and his muscles tensing.

"call……"

"Again."

Hold the fishing rod, spread your feet apart, bend your knees slightly, and lower your center of gravity.

Then release the control over the bluefish.

The next second, the grass carp exerted its strength again, and the fishing rod instantly bent into a full bow.

The force traveled along the rod to my hand, my thumb went numb, and I was pulled forward.

Yang Qi, who was prepared, steadied himself, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his back taut, and his hands gripping the fishing rod tightly as he let out and reeled in the line.

I rely on...

That's some serious strength! Ouch, I'm almost losing control!

Yang Qi gritted his teeth, trying to stay calm and steady...

The grass carp darted left and right underwater, each movement more powerful than the last.

Lacking any skill, relying solely on brute force, his hands were rubbed raw, his arm muscles trembled, and veins bulged on his forehead.

buzzing...

The buzzing of the wires, the wildly beating heart. A surge of adrenaline...

He only lasted for about ten seconds.

The fishing rod slipped from Yang Qi's hand, dragged into the water by the bluefish, and disappeared.

He staggered forward two steps, bracing himself on his knees and panting heavily.

His palms were bright red, and the area between his thumb and forefinger was worn white from being rubbed.

Yang Qi looked at the water, where the fishing rod had vanished. He then looked down at his trembling hands and remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, he shouted at the water, "Awesome! Exhilarating!"

This shout attracted the attention of several workers in the distance.

Yang Qi didn't mind, straightened up, and took deep breaths of air.

Is this the feeling that fishermen go crazy for?

A pounding heart, soaring adrenaline, bursting dopamine—it's so damn addictive.

He looked down at his bright red palms, which were burning with pain, but he couldn't suppress the feeling of exhilaration in his heart.

He admitted that he was starting to like the feeling.

Once his heartbeat calmed down a bit, he focused his mind again and controlled the bluefish to swim back to the shore, where it obediently stayed underwater without struggling.

Yang Qi squatted down and scooped up the fishing rod.

Then, I reached out and patted the fish head; it was cool and slippery.

"You've worked hard, go back now."

Remove the hook, the grass carp flicks its tail, and sinks into the deep water.

"Second Brother! You're here!"

The sudden shout made Yang Qi's heart skip a beat, and he turned around abruptly.

Yang Huizhang was running over from the other side of the mountain road, his steps were quick, and he had a smile on his face.

Did no one see you when you were controlling the fish?

Probably not. From that distance, it would be impossible to see what he was doing from that angle.

"What do you want?" Yang Qi asked, keeping his expression steady.

Yang Huizhang ran over, his gaze passing over him and landing on the fishing rod in his hand. His eyes lit up immediately: "Brother, you're fishing?"

"Yeah, I'm bored, just killing time," Yang Qi said casually.

"I'm bored too!"

Yang Huizhang leaned closer, his eyes filled with barely suppressed longing as he looked at the fishing rod.

"How about I give it a try?"

Yang Qi raised an eyebrow, rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, and said playfully, "350."

"What?!" Yang Huizhang's eyes widened. "Second Brother, are you crazy for money? I want money too?"

"Only by keeping clear accounts can we brothers go further together."

Yang Huizhang's face fell: "Then I won't go fishing."

"Hiss—pig brain, not working properly."

Yang Qi slapped him on the back of the head. "You paid, I'll pay you back later, it's just a formality. Just for show, understand?"

Actually, he was exploiting a bug; now that there are no new fishermen, the speed boost no longer accumulates.

Yang Huizhang is a human being too. Paying to fish should count, so it's 10 times the amount per person. Why not take advantage of it?

"real?"

Yang Huizhang looked at his second cousin, or more accurately, his fourth cousin, with suspicion.

Because there are three people ahead of him in the order: his eldest cousin Yang Guizhen, his second cousin Yang Qing, and his older sister Yang Guiping. However, boys can be ranked separately.

So Yang Qi is the second cousin. The eldest cousin, Yang Qing, is usually addressed as "Second Brother" or "Eldest Sister" without the "cousin" part.

"Why would I lie to you?" Yang Qi said.

"Okay, I've sent it to you."

Yang Qi's phone vibrated; a message popped up saying 350 yuan had been transferred.

The next second, the system's voice sounded in his mind: [Angler +1, total number 269, cumulative multiplier 2700x.]

Yang Qi was overjoyed. It really worked.

Open your phone and click "Refund".

"Here's the rod, and the bait..."

Yang Qi gestured towards the nearby trash can with his chin, "There should still be some left over from the fisherman over there."