2: Fished up a corpse

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "Holy shit, he even fished up a blow-up doll. That's insane."

Nickname: The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "Uh... it kind of looks like a real person, doesn't it?"

"Isn't it possible that this is, you know, a fucking corpse!!!"

"I think that's very likely. Didn't you see how much the Streamer's rod bent earlier? How could a blow-up doll cause that?"

Although Gao Xiaofan was standing on the slope a bit far away and couldn't see clearly, he already had the answer in his heart.

A human-shaped object, and this weight...

He was completely stunned. He'd actually fished up a fucking corpse!

As he held the fishing rod and stepped back, the tension on the line slowly pulled the floating corpse toward the shore. It faced the phone camera aimed at the water surface, displaying the decaying flesh on its face to the entire livestream room.

"Oh my god, showing me this late at night. I gotta share this with my bro."

"The Streamer is definitely gonna blow up. Fishing up a corpse directly. Gotta follow."

"Wanna know where the Streamer went. Is he scared to death?"

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "My heart aches for the Streamer."

Nickname: The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "Brother Fan, pack up your stuff and go home!"

The livestream room buzzed with comments, bullet comments flying across the screen at lightning speed.

Gao Xiaofan looked at the floating corpse by the shore, a tumult of emotions in his heart. His first instinct was to turn and run.

But the system in his mind seemed to have anticipated his thoughts in advance.

"Failing to complete the task will be considered abandoning the system. The system will detach from the Host."

"Only thirty more minutes to meet the task requirements. Host, keep it up!"

He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately obediently returned to his fishing box. Only after sitting down on it did he notice the bullet comments in the livestream room.

That's when he remembered he needed to call the police.

He hurriedly fumbled for his other phone and dialed the emergency number.

"Hello, officer? I fished up a corpse at Baiyun Reservoir."

"Yes... I caught it while fishing."

"It's true... Please come quickly."

After reporting to the police, Gao Xiaofan took out a cigarette and lit it. He felt utterly terrible, desperately trying to restrain himself from looking at the floating corpse.

But the more he tried not to look, the more he wanted to. After looking, he couldn't help but shiver in fear.

The audience in the livestream room, hearing Gao Xiaofan's police call, instantly became agitated.

"Holy shit, it really is a corpse. The Streamer even called the police."

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "The Streamer probably never wants to fish again in his life."

Nickname: The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "When it comes to fishing, I only respect my Brother Fan. This is a story to boast about for a lifetime. A true wild-caught hundred-jin giant."

"Are you serious, upstairs? What the hell kind of hundred-jin giant is this?"

More and more people shared the livestream link. The bullet comments never stopped.

3,000 viewers.

6,000 viewers.

8,000 viewers.

30,000 viewers.

100,000 viewers.

More and more viewers squeezed into Gao Xiaofan's livestream room through the shared links.

Countless bullet comments surged non-stop, their frequency increasing rapidly.

"Can someone tell me what's happening?"

"Isn't it obvious? This is a fishing livestream. Let me see if this is Master Deng or Master Liu."

"Huh? I've never heard of this Streamer before. Is it a master's alt account? Master, show your face!"

Just then, a mountain breeze blew, rippling the calm surface of the reservoir. On camera, a pale human face floated on the water, slowly appearing within the frame with the waves.

The bullet comment speed in the livestream room suddenly plummeted, then skyrocketed even faster.

"Holy shit, showing me this late at night!!!"

"Already called the police!"

"Damn, so that's why my good buddy suddenly shared this with me. No way, I gotta share it too."

"Where's the Streamer? Scared off???"

"Definitely scared off. I've been here for a few minutes, and the Streamer hasn't said a word."

"That's totally normal. Staying there would be weird."

Gao Xiaofan shivered as he smoked, glancing at the corpse floating on the water. He almost fainted, unable to suppress the internal rant.

What kind of system screws people over like this?

"Please continue fishing. Interruption will be considered abandonment."

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Gao Xiaofan was so startled he nearly fell into the river.

He had originally thought he could just wait for the time to run out to complete the task.

Shaking, he used the cigarette butt to burn through the fishing line attached to the floating corpse, then crushed out the butt. Holding the fishing rod, he used the rod tip to poke the corpse, pushing it away from the range of the phone camera.

"Hello everyone, welcome to my livestream. The Streamer has been here all along. If you like it, please give a follow."

He tried hard to keep his voice from stammering.

Watching the corpse drift away, Gao Xiaofan went back online. He attached corn to both hooks and deftly cast the line into the water.

The audience in the livestream room, hearing a voice in the silent stream, were all startled. Then they saw a fishing rod appear in the frame, casting into the water. The luminous float on the line bobbed in the water, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "??? The Streamer is still fishing? Is he crazy?"

"Props, definitely props!"

"People nowadays will do anything to get famous. Despicable and hateful."

"It's absolutely fake. Who would be stupid enough to fish next to a corpse?"

At that moment, a longer bullet comment appeared, squeezing into the stream and receiving constant likes.

"Came into this livestream shared by a friend. Honestly, it scared me. I'm a medical student. That thing earlier was definitely not a prop. I say responsibly, that was a fucking corpse!!!"

At this moment, Gao Xiaofan just hoped the police would arrive quickly. Every second was torture for him now.

The entire reservoir held only him and that floating corpse.

The reservoir was eerily quiet. The slightest sound made Gao Xiaofan tense up.

Occasional mountain winds howled like monsters, disturbing the reservoir's surface and causing the floating corpse to bob up and down.

Each bob of the corpse shook Gao Xiaofan to his core.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine approached, and then red and blue flashing lights illuminated the entire water surface.

Gao Xiaofan jumped up and ran over.

"Officers, I'm the one who reported it."

"Let me see your ID. And what are you doing here so late at night?"

After getting out of the car and glancing at the floating corpse, the police officer looked at him with a suspicious gaze.

"I was fishing here, and then I hooked it. I was livestreaming the whole time. People in the stream saw it."

Gao Xiaofan said while taking out his ID card.

The officer took the ID, glanced at the phone, and remained silent.

After checking the ID, he handed it back and spoke softly.

"You'll have to wait here a bit longer. You'll need to come back with us later to give a statement."

Gao Xiaofan nodded. He still had about ten minutes left on the task; he had to persevere.

Watching the officers turn and get busy, Gao Xiaofan plopped back down on his fishing box and continued studying the livestream.