Chapter 41: Being a person doesn't require being so petty

Wu An took a moment to check the luck value of his fishing rod.

Ordinary sea rod: (+2)

Introduction: This is an ordinary sea rod; after being blessed with luck, in areas with fish, it will definitely catch sea products under twenty catties.

Because he hasn't caught any particularly high-value sea fish, the luck value hasn't decreased much; at this pace, he can probably fish for another twenty minutes or so.

About that.

Fishing works whether the tide is coming in or going out; sometimes, when the tide is coming in, the fish bite even better than when it's going out.

Mainly because he's too tired.

At first, the fishing posture was one hand holding the rod, the other hand in his pocket; now he still holds the rod with both hands, and his arms have started to tremble.

Fishing is more tiring than gathering seafood.

Because when gathering seafood gets tiring, you can still slow down and pick up seafood, but with fishing you can't; when a fish comes, you have to pull, and once it's up, you can't help but quickly want to Lower Rod Technique.

However, fortunately, as the luck value decreases, the speed of catching fish also begins to slow.

A Qing took a moment to wipe the sweat from his face, glanced at the old man sitting on the stool next door, and said enviously, "Brother, they're so leisurely."

The old man next door is completely numb.

Wait a moment.

What do you mean by saying that in an envious tone?

Are you mocking me?

Wu An coughed once and shouted, "Don't misunderstand, he speaks bluntly; he truly admires you."

The old man felt much better inside, laughed heartily: "Handsome guy, your fish bite is also too good, right?"

Wu An said modestly, "It's just that my luck has improved a bit."

"The fish bite isn't that good right now."

He is being modest, but to the old man's ears it doesn't seem that way.

"Is this fish bite still not good enough?"

"I don't even have a fish bite."

Actually, it's normal to have no fish bite for half an hour, but compared to the two young guys next door using the Linked Rod Technique, he feels rather gloomy.

Wu An also realized that saying that sounded a bit like showing off, and quickly added, "Maybe it's because of the Newbie Halo."

"May I ask how you'd like to be addressed?"

"My name is Wu An."

The old man didn't mind either; even if they were deliberately showing off, who let them have the capital to show off? He still had that breadth of mind, and said, "Call me Lao Mai."

"Handsome guy, your fishing reel's drag isn't set right; if you encounter a big fish, the line could snap, so you need to adjust it."

Wu An took advantage of the moment when there was no bite to ask quickly: "Please give me some pointers."

Lao Mai is warm-hearted; he previously helped Wu An and A Qing adjust a bit, and said, "This needs to be adjusted from time to time."

"Its main purpose is to protect the main line."

"After a while, you'll know how to operate it."

Wu An and A Qing quickly thanked him, and then, the two of them simultaneously hooked a fish, raising their rods in unison; the big fish surged left and right in the sea, jerking the rod tip wildly.

Lao Mai quickly shouted, "You lifted the rod a bit too early; the hook hasn't come off, indicating a proper bite; next time you might wait until the line is being pulled before raising the rod."

"A An, quickly pull to the right, don't let the line tangle."

"Also be careful that the fish doesn't dart into the reef below, or it could cut the line."

Wu An nodded, adjusted the direction of his fishing rod, and the fishing reel in his hand squeaked as he began to let out line continuously.

Not long after.

The fish was soon played to the surface; when the light shone on it, it was a Red Friend Fish.

Lao Mai suddenly thought of his own fishing rod, turned his head sharply to look, and saw his rod steadily planted there, as stable as a dog!

It's unnecessary to even glance!

Lao Mai found it intolerable; after Wu An pulled the fish up, he still went back to sit down.

Truly, comparing people makes one angry.

A Qing also pulled up a Red Friend Fish; it seemed that down below, a school of Red Friend Fish were feeding, and A Qing rubbed his sore arm, saying, "Brother, this fish's strength is really great."

"Pulling it exhausted me."

"Is this fish expensive?"

"Should be fine." Wu An coughed once, glanced at Lao Mai not far away, lowered his voice and said, "Keep your voice down, don't keep provoking Lao Mai."

A Qing immediately lowered his voice: "Brother, his luck is a bit off."

Wu An thought for a moment and shouted, "Lao Mai, maybe there's no bite over there; why don't you come over here?"

"This reef is big enough; there's plenty of room for the three of us to stand."

Just now Lao Mai gave him and A Qing plenty of enthusiastic advice; besides, this Rocky Beach is public property, anyone can come fish.

Moreover, he and A Qing can catch fish using the Linked Rod Technique thanks to their rods; if Lao Mai comes over, it won't affect them much, and he might even leech off their luck to catch more fish.

Being a person doesn't require being so petty.

"How could I not feel embarrassed?" Lao Mai said while speaking, yet he quickly packed up his gear, then hurried over and sat down about three meters away.

"Thank you, you two." Lao Mai said, "At this distance, our fishing lines won't tangle."

Wu An nodded.

Look.

This is what you call professional.

Not having time to say more, he and A Qing hooked another fish in succession.

Lao Mai watched enviously, quickly tidied up, cast his line and baited it; not long after, he felt a bite, Lao Mai's face lit up, but he didn't act rashly.

Only when he felt the fishing line tighten did he immediately lift the fishing rod and stand up; the rod tip instantly bent.

Broken turtle!

The joy of hooking a fish made Lao Mai laugh uncontrollably.

Soon.

He pulled the fish to the surface, shone his headlamp on it, and saw it was a sea bass; it came up easily, not very big, about a catty.

He threw the fish into the Fish Bag, and Lao Mai quickly employed the Lower Rod Technique.

After waiting about seven or eight minutes, he hooked another fish.

Lao Mai played the fish and said, "The fish here are really biting well."

A Qing was busy pulling in his fish and couldn't talk.

Wu An hadn't hooked a fish yet and said, "Yeah."

It looks like his guess was right; the fishing rod with Luck Boost has a fish-attracting effect.

Of course.

Without the Luck Boost on the fishing rod, the hooking speed is obviously much slower.

Then.

He felt a bite; following Lao Mai's advice, he didn't lift the rod right away but waited, waiting a moment until the line went taut, then he quickly lifted the rod to hook the fish.

Hooked!

His arm was obviously sore, but at the moment of hooking a fish, it seemed to feel much better.

"Squeak squeak squeak."

The fishing reel made a sound, continuously letting out line.

Wu An felt energized; the fish he hooked this time must be sizable.

But when he pulled the fish up, Wu An shone his headlamp on it and realized it wasn't so; the fish didn't seem very large, he quickly reeled in, gave a strong lift, and the fish flew onto the reef, landing not far from Lao Mai.

Lao Mai instinctively turned his head and stared wide-eyed.

He lifted his fishing rod, hurried over, grabbed the fish Wu An had flung up with a fish clip, lifted it, examined it closely, and shouted, "It's a three-knife fish!"

"Hey handsome, you actually caught a three-knife fish!"

Three-knife fish?

That isn't Lao Mai's target fish?

Wu An hurried over to look.

The fish's body was oval and laterally compressed, with a curved head and thick lips; its silvery-white body bore many narrow orange-yellow blade-like stripes, very beautiful.

No wonder it's a one jin seven-eight hundred fish.

Probably only the Golden Legend large yellow fish could rival it.