9: Fishing all over the country? No way.

The bullet comments in the livestream room started scrolling like crazy as the conversation between the two was clearly transmitted into the stream.

Intentional Punch: "???"

The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "???"

"Shocking! A well-known Streamer asks about the price on the spot!"

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "That price is a bit expensive..."

Intentional Punch: "..."

The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "..."

Gao Xiaofan's face darkened, and he stomped on the accelerator, speeding away.

Damn, if the platform banned him for adult content, wouldn't that be a huge loss.

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "See, Brother Wo Zi also thinks it's a bit pricey."

Intentional Punch: "Let's assume what you said is correct for now."

The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "You, the fish-feeder, have a pretty developed cerebellum."

The wuling divine vehicle ran along the country road for a while and finally reached the main road. Gao Xiaofan randomly found a restaurant and parked the car.

Looking at the bullet comments in the livestream, some curious fans asked him what car he drove. He couldn't help but point the camera at the Wuling, patting the car with his hand as he said,

"My car isn't great, don't laugh, Brothers. It might not be handsome, but it can definitely haul."

After saying that, he took his phone and walked into the local cuisine restaurant, casually ordered two dishes, and started chatting with the fans in the livestream.

Intentional Punch: "I get it now. A man doesn't need to be handsome, but he must know how to haul."

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "Brother Fan, it's still early. How about heading to a reservoir?"

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "Brother Wo Zi, it's still early. How about heading to a reservoir?"

Gao Xiaofan looked at the comments in the bullet chat, his scalp tingling. If he went to a reservoir again, who knows what might happen. He could only brace himself and say,

"Ahem, to be honest, Streamer is a bit tired. Probably not tonight."

Intentional Punch: "Then what time will you stream tomorrow?"

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "Yeah, you're a big shot with 400,000 fans now. What time do you stream every day?"

Seeing this, Gao Xiaofan couldn't help but open his backend to check. Sure enough, his fan count had jumped from over 200,000 in the afternoon to 470,000.

He couldn't help but smack his lips. With the system, everything seemed different.

"Brothers, I'll try to stream every day. The main issue is that the fishing resources in our H City really aren't that great. Otherwise, I'd definitely take you guys fishing every day."

Gao Xiaofan's mind whirled, and the words tumbled out.

How would he know what time to stream every day? Even though the earnings from two streams were high, it all depended entirely on the system. Without it, he believed he wouldn't have gotten popular, nor would so many people be watching.

Just as he was mentally patting himself on the back for his quick thinking, a bullet comment floated by.

Zeng Daping: "Places with poor resources are really tough. Brother Wo Zi could consider tour fishing."

Gao Xiaofan glanced at the comment, curiously clicked into the profile—6.99 million fans, and they were mutual follows. It was really Zeng Daping.

In his spare time, besides fishing, he watched fishing videos. For him, he basically followed all the fishing Streamers online. He never expected Zeng Daping to come to his livestream and even follow him.

"Welcome, Teacher Dapen, to the livestream."

Intentional Punch: "Tour fishing! Tour fishing across the country!"

Hu Bu Shi Lang: "That's not bad. I think Brother Fan is totally up for it. Just set off in the Wuling."

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "What? Brother Wo Zi is setting off tonight?"

"..."

Gao Xiaofan looked at the comments in the livestream, his face darkening, and quickly changed the subject.

Coincidentally, the food arrived. He asked the boss for a bowl of rice and started wolfing it down.

Intentional Punch: "I'm loving watching Brother Wo Zi more and more."

First-Class Competitive Fishing Master Yu Weibao: "Yeah, supernatural + fishing + face-slapping + mukbang + playing with oligie. It's all here. Love watching it, update faster."

The One Below Who Doesn't Get Wet: "Teacher Dapen already said, that's not oligie."

...After eating and drinking his fill, Gao Xiaofan chatted in the livestream for a while before ending the broadcast. Streaming for too long was really hard on his phone; it was getting unbearably hot.

As for the national tour fishing the fans mentioned, he was quite interested. But he was genuinely afraid of being poor. Without some cash in his pocket, he really didn't dare travel far.

Today's streaming earnings also came in. The gifts amounted to 30,000 yuan. Unlike the first day, when many people sent gifts, this time most of the gifts came from the fan "Intentional Punch."

Plus today's system task, his savings had reached 210,000 yuan—and that was just from two days.

Gao Xiaofan sat contentedly in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette. He'd wait until a few more tasks gave him a bit more money, or if the system gave him a national tour fishing task. It wouldn't be too late to set off then.

He had realized something now: if he took the initiative to go fishing, the system seemed to go into slacker mode, not giving him a thing.

Want me to take the initiative to tour fish across the country? Nope.

He sighed, started the car, and prepared to head home. But a glance out of the corner of his eye revealed a fishing gear shop nearby. After a moment's thought, he turned off the engine and got out of the car.

Dali Fishing Gear.

He didn't have any barbless hooks on him. Now was a good time to buy some and keep them in the car.

"Hey, it's you, brother."

As soon as Gao Xiaofan entered, he saw the man sitting behind the desk and said in surprise.

It was the Angler who had lent him hooks that afternoon.

The fishing gear shop owner also didn't expect to meet again several kilometers away in his own shop. But thinking about it, it made sense. There were only a few fishing gear shops in the surrounding area, so running into each other was normal.

After all, for Anglers, fishing gear shops were like snack shops or small supermarkets—you could just drop by for a look when you had nothing else to do.

"Brother, you finished that fast? We told you, that spot is a real trap."

Gao Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"My hands got a bit tired from fishing. I won't be going there again."

The boss smiled and nodded, thinking the young man was just being stubborn and saving face, but he didn't call him out on it.

The two chatted for a bit, and Gao Xiaofan learned some details about the shop owner. The owner's name was Zhang Dali. Because he loved fishing, he and a friend opened this fishing gear shop together. They took turns minding the shop, while the other went fishing. It was a pretty comfortable arrangement.

However, Gao Xiaofan seriously doubted whether two people could actually make money this way.

Gao Xiaofan and Zhang Dali added each other on WeChat, agreed to go fishing together when they had time, then bought some hooks and fishing line. He also included the hooks Zhang Dali had given him that afternoon in the total price and paid him.

After leaving the shop, Gao Xiaofan started the car and headed home.

Meanwhile, Zhang Dali sat on the chair inside the shop, making a phone call with a helpless expression.

"Dad, it's not the right specialty. I told you, what we do is Taiwan Fishing. It's different from what you're talking about. That's called Lure Fishing."

A stream of mocking words came from the other end of the line, one sentence after another.

"I don't care if it's Lure or not. You've been fishing for so many years, bragging about yourself, and now you can't even handle one fish?"

"I don't care. I'm handing this problem over to you. Find someone to help me solve it."