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

……

Five days later, at dawn, a long queue had formed at the entrance to the fishing spot.

The crowd stretched from the iron fence gate all the way to the foot of the mountain, numbering at least several hundred.

Some were carrying fishing boxes, others were carrying rod bags, and still others were munching on steamed buns while looking ahead.

Those at the front of the line exchanged cigarettes and pleasantries, while those at the back stood on tiptoe to count how many heads were ahead of them.

The mountains were filled with the buzzing sound of voices.

Yang Qi sat at the iron gate, holding a register and a pen, watching the fishermen queuing up.

A symbolic shout rang out: "Don't push, don't push! One at a time!"

But his words had little effect; the people in front surged forward, and the people behind followed suit, something he was used to seeing.

Over the past few days, the fishing spot's reputation has grown steadily thanks to Chen Zilu's live streams and videos, the numerous debunking bloggers who have come to expose its deception, and the reporter Zhong Yi's interviews.

In fishing circles, Yangjiacun Reservoir Fishing Ground is even more famous.

The fishing spot became popular, and the village also became lively.

Most of the young people who used to work outside have returned.

Some people have turned their yards into temporary parking lots, charging 10 yuan per car for each parking session. This means that once you pay, you can park for a long time until you leave, and dozens of cars can park there every day.

Some set up stalls by the roadside, and business was booming.

Some of the more resourceful ones formed a small "fish return service" to help anglers who caught big fish transport them down the mountain while ensuring their survival.

Farmhouses, guesthouses, and supermarkets are springing up everywhere in the village.

Among them, the farmhouses run by village chief Yang Guocheng, Yang Changsheng, and Lao Di Yang Xiaojin are the most popular.

Of the three, Yang Xiaojin's dishes are the most popular. One reason is that they are unique, but the most important reason is Yang Qi's status as the big boss of the fishing ground.

Holding 800 entry slots, in order to get in for fishing, he openly and secretly tried to curry favor, naturally thinking about giving his brother's business some extra support, and whether he could... well, you know...

Yang Qi chose to ignore this, adhering to the principle of first come, first served, in order to avoid trouble caused by injustice as much as possible.

……

At 8:30, Yang Qi finally finished registering. He waved to the fishermen still in line.

"Everyone, the early bird catches the worm. Be early next time."

They closed the iron gate, and the fishermen outside dispersed, sighing all the while.

Although they were unwilling, they had come to know Yang Qi's personality over the past few days and he would never break 800.

Yang Qi walked into the supermarket, pulled out a bottle of soda from the freezer, unscrewed the cap, and tilted his head back to gulp down half of it.

A bubble rose from his throat, he burped, put the bottle on the counter, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

The net profit from these five days, including fishing fees, supermarket profits, parking fees, and after deducting the money returned to anglers and the cost of goods, is 2.05 million.

Of course, when it comes time to pay taxes at the end of the month, he'll probably feel the pinch for quite a while.

The growth time multiplier in the underwater world has also accumulated to 25100 times.

She controlled the growth rate to 3660 times, making one day equivalent to 10 years, thus keeping the fish in the aquatic world at a growth rate that was not slow but not too outrageous.

Yang Qishu was comfortably curled up in the supermarket, enjoying the air conditioning and looking out the supermarket window.

Outside, Chen Zilu was live-streaming from the reservoir, holding up her phone stand. Her white sun-protective clothing stood out in the morning light.

However, Yang Qi thought that life was peaceful, money was being made, and things were going smoothly.

The underwater world has gone berserk.

In the world of water and sea, in a super large lake, this is where Yang Qi stores all the fish from the reservoir.

The fish were allowed to feed, grow, and reproduce in a time-flow rate 3606 times faster than normal.

But at this moment, deep within this lake, a large amount of scraps of flesh and scales floated, suspended motionless in clumps, some of which were already rotten and stinking.

A large number of small fish surrounded it, scrambling for scraps of flesh and carrion.

This made the already murky water even worse, with large amounts of fish blood spreading and turning the water dark with patches of red.

A relatively intact, large carcass, clearly resembling a bluefish, lay horizontally on the silt at the bottom of the lake.

The abdominal cavity had been emptied out, and the vertebrae protruded from the opening in the side of the abdomen, with a few strands of muscle fibers still hanging on the white bones.

Several fragments of grass carp skulls were stuck in the mud and sand nearby.

On the other side, a 3-pound carp leaned against the rock wall, its body bitten in half, the front half tangled in the water plants.

The edges bear the marks of repeated tearing, and scales are scattered on the lake bottom, a scene of unspeakable devastation.

All around were the carcasses of numerous large fish, each weighing over 100 pounds, their bodies mutilated.

Just then, a 500-pound bluefish covered in wounds burst out of the murky water.

It frantically thrashed its tail, trying to escape.

Suddenly, a dark shadow darted out at incredible speed. As it approached the bluefish, a huge mouth covered in serrated teeth opened, and its long upper and lower jaws snapped down simultaneously.

The 400-pound grass carp didn't even have time to struggle before its waist was pierced by sharp teeth.

A muffled cracking sound came from the bluefish's spine, and the next second—

His body was instantly split in two, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the cut, spreading into a large cloud of dark red mist in the deep water.

After a while, the red mist dissipated, and the culprit appeared.

There stood a creature about 4 meters long, with a slender, cylindrical body, a long crocodile snout, and its entire body covered in diamond-shaped hard scales.

Everywhere you look, you exude an aura of kingship and ruthlessness.

It still had half a carcass of a bluefish in its mouth.

Alligator gar,

Fish killers, heavyweight contenders among freshwater fish, are beloved by fishkeepers for their ferocity and size.

This was also a gift that Zhao Hua, the anti-fraud blogger, gave to Yang Qi a few days ago as revenge.

This is just one of them, and also the strongest one. A total of four were released, half male and half female.

After five days of frantic feeding in the aquatic world and the boost of a 3660-fold increase in time flow, the alligator gar had undergone a transformation.

There are no fish to suppress it. If the grass carp were here, it might be able to keep it in check, but now, it is the killing god of this lake.

Moreover, it is somewhat different from the common alligator gar.

Upon closer inspection, each scale has fine barbs growing along its edge.

The base color of the scales changes from bluish-gray with red to a light gold, and the scales begin to concave inward from the head.

Two teeth have grown out of the upper jaw, and long golden whiskers have grown from the bottom of the lower jaw, suggesting that mutations could occur at any time.

It swallowed the half-fish whole, its belly scales stretched open slightly.

It turned around, flicked its tail, and swam towards the surface of the lake.

In the middle layer of the lake, dozens of fish weighing over 100 kilograms sensed the approaching danger and swam frantically in all directions.

The alligator gar charged into the middle of the school of fish, thrashing its head from side to side, and its sharp teeth on its snout pierced through a 150-pound carp on its left.

As it swung its head, its tail swept over a 200-pound grass carp on its right.

The carp was bitten on the back and pulled downwards, dragging the whole fish into deep water, with a long red line of blood stretching out from the wound.

The grass carp was swept halfway by the tail and hadn't recovered when the alligator gar abandoned the carp and turned back to take a bite.

It bites into the grass carp's belly, and when the jaws close, it makes a muffled sound. Half of the grass carp's abdominal cavity is flattened, and its internal organs bulge out from the opening.

The killing lasted for nearly half an hour.

More than a dozen fish carcasses were found at the bottom of the lake, not for food, but for killing, murder...

In the supermarket on the shore, Yang Qi finished the last sip of his soda and threw the empty bottle into the trash can.

I stretched and stood up, and through the window I saw Chen Zilu still live streaming, smiling and saying something to the camera.

He was unaware that a god of slaughter was about to be born in the underwater world...