The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish

He acted upon hearing the noise.

Fang Hao instantly stopped caring about the livestream, his attention immediately shifted to the ocean surface.

He took the fishing rod from its holder, ready to reel in the catch himself.

It seemed that praying had indeed been useful.

Today, his luck was extraordinarily good.

Look how soon after dropping the rod into the water he had caught a fish.

It seemed his luck was turning.

He wanted them to see just how big the fish he was catching this time was.

When Fang Hao gripped the fishing rod, he could feel the 'fish' struggling beneath the water.

The struggle was fierce.

It was definitely a fish.

He was all too familiar with this sensation.

It was the feeling he had longed for.

Unlike the previous catches, this was no inanimate object.

It was absolutely a living thing.

The strength of its struggle was distinctly palpable.

This was a fish.

He couldn't get too excited, couldn't get too excited.

Until he had reeled the fish in, it didn't count as caught.

After all, Fang Hao had a history of losing fish before.

Worried that this catch might escape as well, he was very cautious.

He controlled the fishing line while pulling it back gradually, draining the fish's energy.

Wow.

It was somewhat heavy.

Judging by the weight, it must be around a hundred pounds.

And this was just the beginning, such a big catch already.

His luck wasn't bad at all.

It looked like he actually might catch a shark during this sea fishing trip.

"It's definitely over a hundred pounds."

"So cool."

Changing locations really did bring good fortune.

Fishing here really suited him.

Had he known, he would have come sea fishing earlier.

Then he wouldn't have faced so many issues.

But fortunately, it wasn't too late now.

Fang Hao could finally experience the thrill of catching a fish.

Blub blub blub.

There were some bubbles surfacing where his float was.

The audience in the livestream was closely following Fang Hao's every move.

"This time he really caught a fish? Or is it the same as before?"

"I still don't think it looks like he caught a fish."

"Don't forget the host's capability."

But most of the online viewers didn't believe Fang Hao had caught a fish.

Instances like this had occurred several times.

Each time they thought it was a fish, but it turned out not to be.

"I'm telling you, this time it's definitely a fish, it feels different."

"Plus, this fish is heavy, more than a hundred pounds."

Fang Hao didn't care whether the viewers in the livestream believed it or not, he didn't have the energy to focus on that.

He needed to concentrate on reeling in the fish.

Achieving a breakthrough from zero.

Little by little, he drained the fish's energy.

When the time was almost right,

Fang Hao began reeling in.

The reel rapidly turned, pulling the line back in.

The object below was slowly being hauled up.

Fang Hao let out a light breath, his hands tightly gripping the rod.

This fish, weighing more than a hundred pounds, he could reel in by himself.

His strength was great now, so this weight wasn't too challenging for him.

Even if it were heavier, he wouldn't be worried.

If worse came to worst, he would just play his trump card, the Infinite Strength Card!

Then he could reel in anything.

Could this fish possibly be heavier than a cannon?

Just as Fang Hao was pulling the object back, the fish seemed to sense it and struggled harder than before.

Perhaps this was its last resistance before reaching the limit of its strength.

He needed to be even more careful.

The time when fish most easily escape is during such moments.

Cautiously, Fang Hao let out a bit more line and didn't keep tightening it.