Chapter 216: Fox Brother! The Gear

【Can't win a fight?!】

【Some fish for the catch, some for the art, but this guy? He's just fish food!】

【Holy shit! Did I just see killing intent in that fish's eyes?!】

An Sheng had never anticipated this sudden intrusion by a fisherman; even Yu Xueqing and Mo Yiqing, filming live from the riverbank, were stunned into silence.

In the Jianghe River, a fisherman who had leapt into the water was utterly unable to defeat the silver carp.

The silver carp weighed nearly thirty jin, nearly a meter long, its body densely covered in fine scales, slick and slippery, and fighting in the river made it impossible for a human to grip the wildly thrashing fish.

In the brief moment An Sheng hesitated, the silver carp slammed its head straight into the fisherman's face—right on the bridge of his nose—flinging him backward into the rough wall of the embankment.

After knocking the man down with the first strike, the silver carp dove sharply toward the riverbed, opening its mouth in a move like a Sony camera, startling the fisherman into frantically swimming back to shore—but the fish had already seized his vital point, so how could he escape?

Less than three seconds passed.

The silver carp dragged the fisherman one meter toward the river's center.

Then, the fish leapt up and cracked its tail straight across the fisherman's face; after splashing back into the water, it delivered a headbutt straight to his crotch, then rose again for a slap.

After two combos, the fisherman was pinned against the wall, eyes wide, gasping in disbelief as he stared at the fish in the river.

"Htui—"

The silver carp opened its mouth, sucked up a huge gulp of river water, and spat it directly onto the faces of the two fishermen.

Are you kidding?

I'm no ordinary fish—I once followed the legendary fish boss in the Changle River, carving out our territory as a tiny fry.

I've broken countless rods—do you two really think you can haul me back to make sour cabbage fish? You're not just sour and weak—you're completely redundant!

The silver carp rolled its eyes, then swam back to the tail of Fu Li Lao Ye, obediently opening its mouth to latch onto the old fox's tail, looking utterly clueless.

Once near Fu Li Lao Ye, the silver carp's fierce and ruthless expression vanished—it looked half-dead.

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An Sheng walked up the steps; the silver carp obediently thrashed its body, following Fu Li Lao Ye onto shore.

"Brother! Your acting is terrible! We're trying to create entertainment value, but you're turning it into a fantasy epic!"

An Sheng reached the steps and glared at the silver carp, which was lazily flopping beside him.

As he spoke, he looked upward: originally three fishermen, now two were submerged, staring at the fat silver carp with expressions of existential doubt.

"Fat" wasn't even the right word—it was more like muscular.

The one fisherman who hadn't entered the water also wore a look of disbelief, staring at his carbon fiber hand rod, then at the fish.

He had a sinking feeling that humans catching fish might only be possible because the carbon fiber rod manufacturers had struck a deal with the River God: humans feed the fish, and the fish, in return, must not attack.

Yu Xueqing's livestream exploded with comments.

The little fox fishing with its tail—and actually catching fish—was genuinely warm and harmonious.

Overall, it had entertainment value.

But nothing compared to the sheer joy of fishermen diving into the river only to be humiliated by a giant fish.

Nearly ten thousand viewers had all witnessed the silver carp spitting water directly into the fishermen's faces.

Some veteran fishermen were even analyzing it live in the stream.

【Sea King's Donation Note #1: Host, I know you're on the Changle River—but which stretch? I'm from Jiule City, and I'm heading over right now to fish. I just don't believe the fish here are this aggressive.】

"Uh, I'm at Changping Village, just inside the alleyway by Changping Animal Hospital."

The public chat flooded with typing as viewers expressed shock over what they'd just seen.

Real fishermen, seeing the fox's tail pull up a giant fish, instantly lit up, judged the fish conditions here to be insane, and begged Yu Xueqing to give them a precise location so they could come cast a few lines.

"You really want to come fish?" Yu Xueqing, startled by the sincerity of the donor who'd just tipped, quickly warned: "Don't! I just heard the fish say there are over a dozen others like it down there—biggest carp nearly a hundred jin!"

"And there's even a legendary fish king down there! Fishing in this river is dangerous!"

【???】

【???】

Yu Xueqing wasn't new to streaming, and viewers weren't new to her stream.

They all vaguely knew she could somehow communicate with animals to a certain degree.

That meant

The stretch of river where Yu Xueqing was broadcasting had somehow gathered a massive concentration of giant creatures—even a colossal "Fish King" lurking beneath the surface!

"Sssss—"

The fishermen in the livestream went wild, but what stunned every viewer even more was a Wuling minivan screeching to a halt right on the riverbank road.

Four burly men burst out from the front and back seats, flung open the tailgate, grabbed fishing rods and tackle boxes, and sprinted to the riverbank to set up their gear, faces alight with ecstatic joy.

"Thanks for the divine guidance, host! When I catch a fish, I'll definitely tip you and fulfill my vow!"

"Huh???"

Yu Xueqing, Mo Yiqing, and Chen Zhiyu stared in shock at the minivan crew.

Rational fishermen were still analyzing; true fanatical anglers, having seen the little fox pull up a giant fish, had already packed their gear.

"Insane. Go call your boss, arrange some tough fish to come here and help our Yu Xueqing create some livestream drama—and buy me some time."

Seeing the unfamiliar fishermen arrive, An Sheng's face twisted in despair. He patted the silver carp, signaling it to go find the weird fish and send some enforcers to deal with the professional anglers.

"Wang wang wang—"

No sooner had the silver carp retreated than a familiar dog bark echoed from the shore.

An Sheng froze, turned around—and saw a hairless tu-song dog perched on the embankment railing, grinning wide, barking at him, tail wagging furiously behind it.

"Baibai? How'd you get here?" An Sheng blinked in surprise at Bai Bai's appearance.

"Aowu—"

Bai Bai dashed down the stone steps, trotted over to Fu Li Lao Ye's side, glanced warily around, then spoke:

"Fu Li Brother, we heard you got ambushed while claiming territory—we came to help."

"Don't worry! I didn't come alone—I slipped away while the little master wasn't looking and got Lao De and Lao Ma to bring the gear. Everything's hidden in the fish transport truck."

"All the patrol dogs along the way were warned—they won't betray us."

"You brought gear? Like last time?" An Sheng stared at Bai Bai in shock.

"Aowu—"

Bai Bai shook its head, signaling Fu Li Lao Ye to follow it later.

Last time it was just one shotgun.

Ever since the attack at sea, Bai Bai had reflected deeply on the limitations of spirit beasts.

Yes, it was strong and tough—but its reach was short!

Human firearms, however, perfectly compensated for spirit beasts' shortcomings!

An Sheng: "."

What did I even say?

I just asked them to find a car—and now Bai Bai's dragging out an arms depot?

(End of Chapter)