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

Yang Qi returned to the car, opened the door, sat in the driver's seat, and closed the door.

Leaning back in his chair, his mind was filled with words like the Great Wall of the Boundary Sea, the North and South Poles, the polluted behemoths, the Guardians, and the Dark Anchor organization.

"Phew... It's none of my business, I'm just a fish farmer."

I shook my head, trying to clear those thoughts from my mind.

Start the car.

His immediate priority is to replenish the fish fry, as much as he can.

The reservoir was empty. Three days later, 800 people came but there were no fish to catch. That would be a real problem.

After passing two intersections, the car stopped in a parking space in front of the fish fry market.

Most of the lights in the market were off, and the stalls were covered with waterproof tarpaulins and old quilts. Only a few stalls still had their lights on.

Yang Qi got out of the car and arrived at the first stall where an old man was sitting at the door smoking.

Several large white plastic basins were placed nearby, filled with fish fry, which swam around under the light.

"Boss, how much are the fish fry?"

The old man took the cigarette out of his mouth and stubbed it out on the sole of his shoe: "Grass carp is 6 yuan a pound, yellow catfish is 13 yuan, bighead carp is 5 yuan, grass carp is 5 yuan, and red carp is 10 yuan."

Yang Qi glanced at the fish fry in the basin. They were all about the same size and quite lively.

"I want them all."

"Okay."

The old man immediately stood up, pulled out several plastic bags, and began to fill them with fish, counting them as he did so:

"Twenty catties of grass carp, ten catties of yellow catfish, fifteen catties of bighead carp, five catties of grass carp, and nineteen catties of red carp. In total..."

I picked up a calculator and did the math: 20*6 + 13* + ... + = 540

"The total is 540 yuan."

Yang Qi scanned the QR code to pay and loaded the oxygenated fish fry into his car.

When we arrived at the second restaurant, the owner was a middle-aged woman.

Yang Qi went over and asked around. Grass carp was 10 jin, black carp was 40 jin, and it cost 12 yuan per jin.

I paid again and picked up the fish.

The third shop had its roller shutters half-closed, and the owner was about to leave when he saw Yang Qi turn back.

The three types of fish—whitebait, mandarin fish, and bream—were mixed together, and the price wasn't high. Yang Qi bought them all, plus a few hundred yuan worth of feed.

The three families bought fish fry worth about a thousand yuan in total, and the trunk was completely full.

After doing all that, Yang Qi started the car and drove towards the reservoir.

The car window was rolled down halfway, and the night wind blew in, dispersing some of the thoughts in Yang Qi's mind.

By the time we arrived at the reservoir, the rain had completely stopped.

Yang Qi turned on all the searchlights in the reservoir, and the light shone on the water, making the water layer clear and transparent.

Yang Qi parked the car and carried the fish fry down one bag at a time.

I squatted on the bank and started releasing the fish. The small fish slid out of the bag and scattered.

One bag, two bags, three bags...

After putting all the fish fry in, Yang Qi took out 20 bags of fish feed from his inventory and 10 bags of freshly purchased fish feed.

All 30 bags of feed were poured into the water, and the pellets spread out on the surface.

The newly introduced fish fry, attracted by the aroma, gathered from all directions, clustering around the feed and scrambling to eat.

"system."

Yang Qi squatted on the bank, looking at the water, and said, "Let's shift the growth acceleration effect from the ocean to the reservoir."

"Switch complete!"

"very good!"

Yang Qi activated the full growth acceleration effect, increasing it by 47700 times.

Yang Qi looked at the fish fry scrambling for food on the water's surface and did some mental calculations.

These fry will grow to the size of adult fish before sunrise tomorrow morning.

One or two hundred pounds of grass carp were obtained in no time.

"Ah, that feels so good."

Yang Qi watched for a while, then turned around and went back to the small room to take a shower and lie on the bed.

He turned over, pulled the blanket over his shoulders, and his breathing quickly became shallow.

...

Meanwhile, several kilometers away, in a deep mountain cave...

There was no fire, only darkness.

Three figures sat on the ground, facing each other in a triangle. They wore long black robes with the edges hanging down to the ground, their outlines obscured by the darkness.

"Zero has gone missing."

A deep voice continued, "And those 10 followers have also gone missing."

"Knife Sheep." The second figure sitting opposite stirred. "Have you found out who did it?"

Dao Yang was silent for a moment, then spoke:

"Not yet. Preliminary assessment suggests it's Bai Yiteng, the young master of the Bai family, who happened to be at the scene. The Gu family arrived very quickly."

The figure in the middle remained motionless.

He sat steadily with his hands on his knees, without making any unnecessary movements from beginning to end.

He waited until Dao Yang finished speaking before speaking, but the other two people turned their bodies slightly away at the same time.

"Young Master Bai," the middle man repeated, "What level are you?"

"Ancient Martial Arts Grandmaster Fishing."

silence.

Inside the hole, only the wind and the sound of dripping water could be heard.

Then, the man in the middle stood up and said sternly, "This is not a place to stay any longer. Let's go."

The three figures stood up at the same time and walked towards the hole.

The ram walked at the very front, the person in the middle walked in the middle, and the third figure followed at the very back.

I just went out.

"Hey, you three, where are you headed?"

The sound came from directly in front of them, and the three people stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Dao Yang immediately drew his short knife.

The middle person's body sank slightly, and the three of them looked toward the source of the sound.

There was a figure with its back against a tree trunk, arms crossed over its chest, and one leg planted on the tree root.

His posture was dashing; the night obscured his face, but his outline was still faintly visible. He was tall and slender, exuding an air of mystery.

So handsome...

🦹🏼♂️....

Who are you?

The leader, codenamed Black Hawk, spoke.

"No way, you guys, Black Hawk, Lone Wolf, Knife Sheep, those are your codenames, aren't they? Even I..."

Bai Yiteng lowered his leg from the tree root, took two steps forward, and laughed, "This young master, I will never change my surname or name, Bai family, Bai..."

"Oh, enough nonsense."

Black Hawk interrupted abruptly, glancing to his left and right. "Knife Sheep, Lone Wolf, kill them."

"receive!"

Knife Sheep grinned wickedly, "Lone Wolf, don't try to steal my kills."

"Young Master Bai's head is valuable." Lone Wolf pulled out his nunchucks and strode forward, his eyes filled with excitement at killing the young master of the Bai family.

"Hehehe, then let's see if your stick is faster, or my knife is faster."

"Eh eh eh..."

Seeing the three people rushing out, Shiraito's expression was: 🙂🤣🥳...

He was no match for the three great fishing masters, so he could only retreat hastily, slightly shifting his body, and teasingly said:

"You have no sportsmanship! Three against one?"

"That's rude! You attacked me before I even finished speaking..."

The leader didn't give him a chance to finish speaking and leaned in.

A reverberation.

The dagger flashed several times in the moonlight, and the short sticks made a series of whistling sounds as they cut through the air.

Shirai Ito weaved back and forth between the three, constantly moving behind them.

As he turned to the side and let the lone wolf's short stick sweep past his shoulder, he casually reached out and pushed the stick.

The lone wolf staggered half a step from the force of the push, and the short stick slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

He forcefully widened the distance, then turned around and gestured for me to stop: "Stop, let me finish what I have to say."

"court death!"

"Oh well, since that's the case..."