The Fisherman Who Never Catches Fish-Chapter 178 - 130: Oh no, Eagle-chan’s plane has crashed into the sea! (Please subscribe)_2

Other things aside, he's quite good at cooking.

Last time he went out to sea, he had already shown off his culinary skills.

"And there's Master Captain as well."

"If I don't know how to cook, I'll ask him."

Everyone really didn't need to worry about meals.

At sea, there's no concern for food.

As long as you can catch fish, you can keep eating, even to the point of vomiting.

"Eh, I'm actually a bit hungry now, I'll go deal with this ribbon fish."

"Fang Hao, keep an eye on my fishing rod for me, will you?"

Xiao Pang picked up the ribbon fish, ready to take it to be processed.

Before leaving, he told Fang Hao to help keep an eye on the fishing rod.

"Okay."

"I'll watch it for you."

Fang Hao waved his hand.

Xiao Pang's fishing rod was secured on the boat, and he was using an electric reel, which basically didn't require much effort to watch.

"The diver is being foolish."

But soon the live stream became noisy, with viewers in the chat voicing their concerns on behalf of Xiao Pang.

"You ask someone to watch your rod, and you choose the streamer? Have you forgotten what happened at Dragon Lake?"

"Dragon Lake? This... Oh, I remember now, the incident with catching a motorcycle. Back then, a fellow fisher wanted the streamer to watch the rod, and then... a motorcycle was reeled in."

"That was me." The person in question popped up.

"Hahaha, Vincent speaks from personal experience."

"Looks like Xiao Pang won't be catching any fish this time."

"Xiao Pang's been dazzled by the delicacies, that's why he asked the streamer."

"Today it's Xiao Pang's turn to catch a turtle."

Everyone thought that Xiao Pang shouldn't bother hoping to catch any fish today.

Maybe he might fish up some odd things from the sea.

"Oh my, you guys... This is how you talk behind my back?"

When Fang Hao saw these comments, he became quite irritated.

"Streamer, this isn't anything bad we're saying."

"This is the truth!"

"Just think back to the last fishing meetup at Dragon Lake with the viewers, wasn't this the outcome?"

"That... You must be remembering wrong."

Of course, Fang Hao chose to deny it, jokingly. He couldn't possibly admit it.

"I knew the streamer would act tough."

"Let's wait and see."

"Let's see if anything special happens."

This group of viewers was just waiting to see what would happen next.

In any case, they were all waiting for Fang Hao's mishaps.

"But I have a premonition... something big might happen today."

This viewer expressed their feelings in the chat, sharing their foreknowledge in the comments.

Everyone was watching Fang Hao.

Fang Hao: "..."

He felt somewhat speechless.

What others fish or don't fish up has nothing to do with him.

He hadn't even touched the other person's fishing rod yet!

He couldn't be bothered arguing, the little trolls in the chat always find some angle to pick on him. He was used to it.

These were all just teasing.

He would just wait until he caught a fish, or until Xiao Pang caught a fish, and see what they would say then.

Only action could crush these rumors.

It's impossible for him not to catch any fish.

The viewers all waited to laugh at Fang Hao.

While Fang Hao himself was hoping to catch a big fish.

Preferably a tuna.

His target was not any small fry.

Catching a fish that was just a few pounds could not satisfy him; his own 'bait', which was of such size, wouldn't either.

If the fish he caught were only that big, that would be embarrassing.

Moreover, generally carnivorous deep sea fish wouldn't be so small.

He prayed... not to catch a diver, not to catch a turtle, that would be OK.

Catching these things would be more painful than catching nothing.

It would be best to catch a tuna; catch a hundred-pound tuna, and he would be satisfied.

Then this sea fishing trip would be considered complete.

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He wouldn't have any regrets.

Fang Hao prayed that the fortuitous draw he picked for this sea trip would work, to change his luck.

Time for a turnaround.

If he doesn't catch a fish again, Fang Hao felt like he was going to go crazy.

What kind of rotten luck is this.

However, it seemed the goddess of luck didn't hear his prayers.

His fishing rod... still showed no movement.

Xiao Pang's fishing rod was also still.

Only Old Ye managed to catch his second fish here.

It really was his lucky day; today luck was on Old Ye's side.

He caught a grouper weighing more than ten pounds.

Although it wasn't very big, not as big as the large grouper Xiao Pang had caught, it was still a decent catch.

Old Ye was quite content.

"Look at Old Ye, the streamer, he's already caught his second fish."

"And you've still got nothing."

"What do you guys know?"

"I'm after the tuna."

Fang Hao could only console himself like this.

"Besides, do you know what it means to win by striking later?"

"I don't know about striking later, but I know a late entry can overpower."

"Cough cough, I like that position too."

"..."

The atmosphere in the livestream nearly went off track again, but it quickly got pulled back.

"If you catch a fish today, streamer, I'll believe you."

"Where's the tuna? Where's the tuna?"

"Hmph, summer insects can't discuss ice."

...

The fishing rods on both sides remained motionless.

Waiting for Old Ye to finish dealing with his second catch.

Just then, Xiao Pang also finished cooking the red braised beltfish, and the fragrant smell spread instantly across the entire boat.

It smelled so good.

Old Ye and Fang Hao both turned towards the source of the aroma.

Right at that moment, Xiao Pang came out of the cabin with the prepared beltfish.

"Bro Hao, Bro Ye, come have some beltfish."

The freshly made red braised beltfish was truly delicious.

As soon as the beltfish was brought out, viewers in the livestream began to drool.

"How cruel!"

"I really want to eat."

"Wuu wuu, this is what I call eating seafood."

"The most lavish seafood I've ever had in my life was kelp."

"Kelp +1."

The viewers were all envious, eyes glued to Fang Hao and the others enjoying the beltfish.

This time, tears of envy really streamed down the corners of their mouths.

What was supposed to be a fishing livestream, at this moment turned into a mukbang.

Making some people hungry.

"I really want to eat..."

"No, no, I've got to go for a seafood feast tonight!"

They watched with clenched teeth.

Just a red braised beltfish had them all salivating.

The worms in their bellies had all come up.

They all felt like eating a big meal.

"Sizzle..."

Just when they were happily eating, the broken radio of Fang Hao, which had been silent all this time, suddenly made a noise.

The sudden sound broke the tranquility on the boat.

As soon as this sound was heard, they knew what was happening.

Here it comes again!

The button on the radio pressed down automatically, followed by the sound of static.

The sound of the static was loud.

Instantly, it attracted everyone's attention.

Fang Hao and the others immediately turned their heads towards where the radio was placed.

They were not surprised by the strange noise from the radio.

They had experienced it before and there was nothing to be scared of.

They were curious about what the news of foreknowledge from the radio would be this time.

Their curiosity was immediately piqued.

They all stopped eating and waited quietly for the foreknowledge message from the radio.

It wasn't just them, everyone in the livestream room was curious.

They all wanted to know what message would be broadcasted this time.

The entire livestream room was eerily quiet.

Nobody sent any bullet chats, afraid that they would miss the message while chatting, all ears pricked up to listen.

Only a few people were worried that it might turn out to be like last time's incident, such as the livestream being cut off halfway.

Almost no noise on the boat, only the sound of waves splashing in the ocean.

Everyone was waiting for the message to be broadcasted, feeling a bit tense.

"Sizzle... September 20th news report, Eagle during takeoff training on the Vincent aircraft carrier... sizzle... airplane takeoff and landing accident... sizzle... F35 fell into the sea."

The broadcast finished, and the button on the radio returned to its original state.

The sound stopped, and the surroundings became quiet again.

At this moment, everyone heard it clearly.