The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 416 - 244 Anchor... Stick together! (Please subscribe)_2

Everyone began to rub their hands in eagerness, taking out their fishing gear and the like.

Many had prepared their gear before setting out to sea, saving a considerable amount of time.

The few judges aboard the boat had also taken up their respective positions, awaiting the start of the competition.

The fishing competition was about to begin.

An eight-hour fishing period is lengthy, but it’s necessary to prevent some participants from cheating.

In fact, what they don’t know is that this fishing competition was organized for one particular person.

That person is Fang Hao.

However, the championship wasn’t necessarily reserved for Fang Hao, as everyone was aware of his abilities; the probability of him catching a fish was really quite low.

For this reason, they had made special preparations.

Once the boats were securely positioned, they arrived at one of the fishing spots.

Not far away, other fishing boats had also stopped.

These fishing boats were close enough to maintain sight of one another.

One after another, people started to cast their fishing hooks down.

There were still many interested in the five-million prize, all hoping to catch a fish early to gain a head start.

If they could capture the championship, that five million would be theirs.

In the shadows.

Someone had taken notice of Fang Hao, watching the deck scene where everyone was via the boat’s equipment.

They were constantly monitoring the situation of Fang Hao and Qiao Mei.

This time, using the opportunity of the fishing trip, they had specially arranged for the two to be together, to see if they could hit it off,

It all depended on Qiao Mei’s performance and what kind of ability she could show.

After everyone dispersed, Qiao Mei approached Fang Hao to inquire.

"Mr. Fang, which size line should I use?"

"And these small fish and shrimps, do I need to use them too?"

Qiao Mei wasn’t very knowledgeable about the basics of fishing, though she had been exposed to it, she hadn’t really had the chance to actually fish, so she only had a superficial understanding of the equipment.

It would be more useful to ask Fang Hao, who was next to her—this was also a chance to start a conversation and get familiar.

In response to Qiao Mei’s questions, Fang Hao patiently answered each one, showing no impatience.

Having agreed to take her fishing and teach her, he was determined to do just that.

Under Fang Hao’s instruction, Qiao Mei seemed to understand but still went to grab her own line.

When she went to fetch her line, Fang Hao also cast his own hook, ready to start fishing.

With so many people fishing together on the ocean, Fang Hao believed his luck couldn’t be that bad again.

He shouldn’t end up catching something bizarre.

Qiao Mei wasn’t too far from Fang Hao and chose a spot nearby; their positions were relatively close.

Initially, no one was catching deep-sea fish.

Deep-sea fish, like large grouper or tuna, weren’t easy to catch here.

So most people started with ordinary schools of fish.

To get a feel for it.

But Fang Hao was different; he directly lowered his fishing line.

If he was going to fish, he might as well go big.

Catching small fish was pointless; a hundred of them sometimes couldn’t compare to a single big fish.

This economic value was precisely why Fang Hao chose to fish for bigger prey.

As the fishing line went down, the silence didn’t last.

The fishing boats were close enough that they could greet each other with their voices.

But few people called out.

Everyone maintained quietness, afraid to scare away the fish that were gathering.

Most participants still hoped to catch a fish, to achieve that initial breakthrough.

Soon, people started catching fish one after another.

Although they were small fish, weighing two to three pounds, they marked the first catches in this competition.

The fish caught by others later were also similar, with the largest one weighing around nine pounds.

The fish weren’t very big.

But as someone managed to catch a fish, others began to panic.

Especially those aiming for the championship began to look worried. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

This wouldn’t do.

If the gap continued to widen, catching up later on would be even more difficult—how could they win the championship then?

Unless they caught a fish weighing over a hundred pounds, that could catapult them ahead.

But the likelihood of that was too slim.

Only Fang Hao’s side,

Although the data wasn’t tallied yet, everyone already knew who had caught the most fish.

Currently, the person with the highest number of catches had five.

But since they were all small, these five didn’t weigh as much as another person’s three fish.

In terms of economic value, it’s still too early to say, we’ll have to see their performance in the end.

As one after another person started catching fish, Fang Hao’s area was the only one left with no catches.

Not just Xiao Pang hadn’t caught anything, Fang Hao hadn’t either, and Qiao Mei’s side was even worse off.

Her novice luck hadn’t exploded yet, it hadn’t yet shown itself.

"Streamer, you guys are not doing great."

"Look at others, one after another, they’re catching fish so fast it’s almost like scooping them out."

"At this rate, streamer, how are you even competing for first place, what rivalry is there?"

"Maybe you should just give up and cast your line for the fifteenth time."

"Hahaha, even if you do cast it for the fifteenth time, the number of fish you catch will probably still be zero."

The crowd started to make fun of Fang Hao, teasing him for not being able to catch any fish.

"Hey streamer, look at the friends around you, none of them caught any fish either, could it be that the bad luck was brought in by you?"

"You’re farting, how could it be me?" Fang Hao still wanted to make a last struggle.

But before he could struggle, he immediately attracted more teasing.

"You can’t blame Earth’s gravity if you can’t poo."

"Haha, the streamer is still being stubborn."

"Then why is it that only your area hasn’t caught any fish?"

"What’s so strange about that."

Quietly, some people changed spots, seemingly really afraid of Fang Hao’s bad luck.

Not just them, it seemed like their whole boat was affected by the bad luck.

The number of fish caught on their boat was obviously fewer than on the other fishing boats.

If it had been a team event, their boat would already be lagging behind the others.

Luckily, it was an individual competition, not a team event.

Otherwise, Fang Hao would really start doubting himself.

Fang Hao felt that not being able to catch fish was not his fault.

What’s that got to do with me.

You guys can’t catch fish, that’s your own problem.

I can’t catch fish, that’s my problem.

"Streamer, stop being stubborn, not catching fish is your problem."

"The streamer’s bad luck is too strong, if we really want to catch fish, we need to stay away from the streamer."

"But someone like me should get closer to the streamer. Streamer, give me a hug!"

"Wow, is the person above a sister or a brother?"

"Of course, it’s a bro, what’s the issue? Can’t a bro hug? If it’s a big deal, I’ll put on a dress."

"A dress? Sss... is that stimulating? Requesting to see!!!"

"Same request for a dress-up photo!"

Instantly, everyone’s attention was drawn to that big brother, all wanting to see him dressed up.

"Bro, give us a picture, let’s appreciate it."

"Don’t worry, we’re just purely appreciating."

"If that’s not possible, even an address would do."

"I can hear the gears turning in the bro on the top floor from Yang City, I suspect you want to challenge him."

"Not at all (shy)."

"Holy cow, that scared me so much my butt clenched!"

"…"

This conversation is going more and more off-topic.

But in Fang Hao’s live broadcast room, that’s all normal.

Finally, under the teasing of the crowd, Xiao Pang caught a fish next to them, a small grouper, about seven or eight jin, not a bad catch either.

Now that Xiao Pang had caught a fish, people wouldn’t say Fang Hao’s area was loaded with bad luck.

"See. Wait till I catch a fish too, then you all shut up!"

Fang Hao decided to fight back.

Let these little trolls see for themselves, after he catches a fish, how they’ll have nothing to brag about.

Everyone’s looking down on him, thinking he can’t catch a fish.

Then he’ll just have to catch one to show them.

People on Fang Hao’s boat were also catching fish one after another, even... Qiao Mei next to him, she too caught one, a small yellow croaker.

Even with such a fish, Fang Hao was still envious.

Here she was a novice, just learned how to fish, and she already caught a fish.

And himself...

Dammit.

Fang Hao finally started to panic.

It’s fine if everyone can’t catch fish, but if everyone except him catches fish, that would be embarrassing.