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

Chapter 79 A Fierce Fish Takes the Bait, a Big Fish

The two entered the house, and the door closed behind them, shutting out the noise of the fishermen outside and making it much quieter.

Yang Qi opened the lunchbox; it contained two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and a soup. The portions were generous, the food was oily, and it looked quite appealing.

He handed the chopsticks to Chen Zilu, took a pair for himself, ate a couple of bites of rice, and then spoke.

"Zilu, that anti-fraud blogger is here again, did you see him?"

"I saw it." Chen Zilu picked up a piece of food. "I even saw him fall into the water. He looked so pathetic."

"You saw it?"

"Is something wrong?"

Yang Qi chewed twice and swallowed his food. "He put something in the reservoir, but I didn't see him do it. What did he put in?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zilu put down her chopsticks: "I only saw him fall into the water, so what are we going to do? The reservoir is so big, if he just threw it anywhere, where are we supposed to look for him?"

Yang Qi shook his head: "I don't know, let's eat first, and we'll talk about it after we finish eating."

……

The afternoon sun moved directly overhead, shrinking the shadows of the trees on the shore into a single mass.

But this was no challenge for the anglers; they were all expert anglers, enduring the high temperatures without moving an inch.

Yang Qi moved a folding stool and sat under an old tree on the shore, holding the divine fishing rod in his hand. He looked like he was fishing, but in reality, his mind was already focused on fishing.

He wanted to see what Zhao Hua had put there.

He searched very meticulously, inch by inch, from the east bank to the west bank, from shallow water to deep water.

Among the water plants, in the crevices of the rocks...

Soon, Yang Qi found fish that did not belong to this reservoir near the area where Zhao Hua had fallen into the water.

Ten arapaima fry, about 10 centimeters long, with dark gray body color and wide mouths.

Swimming leisurely, it nibbles at small fish, possessing the composure of a natural predator.

Six mandarin fish were found upstream. They had slender bodies, slightly arched backs, and long, pointed mouths covered with fine teeth.

A six-tailed scavenger was found at the bottom of the mud, lying in the crevices of the rubble at the bottom of the reservoir, its mouth sucking on the stone surface.

Its grayish-brown body blends almost seamlessly with the surrounding mud and sand, making it virtually undetectable without careful observation.

Yang Qi used his mind to gather the fish together in one place.

Looking at the fish fry, Yang Qi sneered.

The mandarin fish is carnivorous and fierce, but it is a native species. If you put it in a reservoir, it will at most compete for food and won't cause any big waves.

The most important reason is—mandarin fish is delicious!!

But the arapaima and the pleco are a completely different story.

The arapaima is the top predator in the Amazon basin. Adults can grow to several hundred kilograms and have mouths full of barbed teeth. If you put it in this reservoir, it can devour all the small and medium-sized fish in less than six months.

The scavenger is even more outrageous; it eats and gnaws on everything, and its reproductive capacity is astonishing. Once it grows in large numbers, it will shatter the bottom ecosystem of the water, and aquatic plants, fish eggs, and small benthic organisms will all be lost.

"What a magnificent arapaima! What a scavenger! Truly impressive!"

"It's a pity there's no evidence, but... you'll come back, right?"

Yang Qi muttered to himself, his laughter sinister.

If it weren't for the system monitoring and the ability to replay the footage, Yang Qi really didn't know how much stuff this guy would have stuffed into this reservoir.

If these invasive species were to mix into the ocean, who knows what kind of mutations they would produce.

Thinking this, Yang Qi entered the underwater world and found the Sky-Devouring Crocodile Gar that had recognized him as its master.

At this moment, it lay quietly in the dark ditch at the bottom of the lake, and sensing Yang Qi's consciousness, it raised its head.

Nod again.

Yang Qi was speechless and remarked: "In the fish world, I've finally seen someone who knows when to yield."

Gar, it's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's just that you knelt down too quickly, your potential is too high, and you even directly acknowledged me as your master.

If the Sky-Swallowing Gar knew what Yang Qi was thinking, it might say: Master, there's no way around it, you're too strong. A wise fish knows when to yield, hehe...

After watching for a while, Yang Qi turned his attention to the other three ordinary alligator gars.

"After eating so much of my fish, it has to make the most of its last bit of warmth."

Subsequently, the three common alligator gars were located and swam back to the reservoir from the underwater world, entering the deeper waters.

After the three alligator gars entered the reservoir, Yang Qi continued to control them with his mind, keeping them together and preventing them from moving.

Then he raised his head, looked at the shore, scanned the area, and looked in a direction to the west.

There sat a familiar figure: Lin Zaitian.

Yang Qi is one of the founding investors, and he is the only one who came today.

"Brother Lin, thank you so much. I hope you can catch this 200-pound alligator gar. Don't worry, if you can't, I'll help you."

After saying that, he controlled the largest alligator gar and moved it towards Lin Zaitian's fishing spot.

It was very fast; Lin Zaitian's fishing hook was now slung with a clump of fishy-smelling commercial bait.

He himself, under a parasol, was dozing off.

The support frame was stuck in the mud on the bank, and the tip of the casting rod was slightly bent.

In the middle of the day, we reaped a considerable harvest: a 15-pound grass carp, a 20-pound bighead carp, and several crucian carp weighing three or four pounds each.

Suddenly the float moved.

Lin Zaitian's eyelids snapped open, and he immediately sat up straight.

Watching the float move again, it sank three times before rising again.

I reached out and gripped the rod handle, but didn't immediately lift the rod; I waited for a moment.

The float suddenly went black, and the entire float was pulled into the water by a force.

He flicked his wrist.

The tip of the pole bent.

The force transmitted from underwater in an instant far exceeded that of the two big fish he had caught that morning.

Lin Zaitian stood up, his feet firmly planted, and raised his arms slightly. Feeling the weight of the force, he murmured excitedly:

"Finally, something good has arrived!"

He braced himself against the rod, as was his habit.

First, weigh how heavy the things below are, then decide how to slide down.

The force was so strong that Lin Zaitian almost lost the fight, but fortunately the fishing rod had been upgraded, so the fish weighing several hundred pounds couldn't break the rod at all.

call……

Lin Zaitian took a deep breath and tried to lift the rod again.

The alligator gar, in pain, immediately burrowed into deeper water.

That's some real strength...

Lin Zaitian struggled, his feet leaving shallow footprints on the grassy bank.

With that weight and that feel, it must weigh at least 100 pounds; I definitely have to catch it.

Lin Zaitian, you're something else...

Several fellow anglers nearby also noticed the movement.

He put down his fishing rod and walked over to stand behind him. Someone craned their neck to look into the water, but couldn't see anything.

"Hey bro, need any help?"

"No, thank you."

"How big is it?" another person next to him asked.