98: Make sure you wear your helmet!

"Brother Quan, look, is this Xiaofan's fishing rod?"

Zhao Yuling pointed at the Rod Tip flashing across the screen; Zhao Fu leaned in and watched the footage repeatedly.

"It is a fishing rod. I saw this scene in the livestream before, but Brother Wo Zi didn't appear during that time. This Rod Tip seemed to appear out of nowhere, and then the livestream room cut out completely. I'm certain now that this Rod Tip belongs to Brother Wo Zi. Looking at the curvature of this Rod Tip, it looks a bit like..."

Zhao Yuling looked at Zhao Fu's contemplative expression and couldn't help but ask.

"It looks like he's fishing!"

After Zhao Fu finished speaking, he also shook his head.

Zhao Yuling's mouth hung open, and a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart; if he was fishing, it meant he was okay.

In the livestream room, the audience was also bewildered as they listened to the two's conversation.

"Fishing? Fishing in a debris flow? That's impossible, right? Even people would die, let alone fish."

"Brother Wo Zi is capable of anything; he even managed to fish up a corpse in a reservoir."

"While I really hope that's the case, there's truly no basis for it~"

"That's not the point, is it? Even if he is fishing, it's not like he's hungry and fishing to fill his stomach. He's facing the impact of a debris flow right now!"

Zhao Fu shook his head and gestured to the Pilot. The helicopter continued to circle the vicinity and began its search.

Time passed second by second, and everyone's hearts sank to the bottom.

After half an hour, the helicopter turned around and rushed downstream.

If he couldn't be found upstream, it was basically certain that Gao Xiaofan hadn't escaped; they could only search downstream now.

But what they would be searching for were corpses.

No one could withstand the crushing weight of that massive mudflow. After being washed down like this, no one believed he could still be alive.

It was now 7:00 AM, and the mountain road leading to xiushui village was still impassable.

Other media outlets had given up on first-hand news and began contacting Chunjiang News Station to obtain broadcast rights.

More and more viewers flooded into the livestream room.

The bullet chat had also changed from initial discussions and speculation into a sea of white candles.

They had already begun mourning... Gao Xiaofan couldn't open his eyes at all; he was covered in mud, and his body was being constantly pulled left and right. Mud mixed with stones slammed into him repeatedly. He struggled with all his might, knowing that he was very, very close to death.

But at this moment, his mind was filled with scenes he had witnessed as a child.

His father's technique of Planting the Rod into the Ground could still be explained.

But what was that flick of the wrist where the rod returned and the line broke? Was it Inch Power?

And those splashes on the water—he had never seen such massive splashes before.

How big was that fish? And why was he able to hold the rod with one hand so calmly?

Who was his father talking to in the living room?

The toy fishing rod was cast repeatedly without pause, and it clearly had an empty hook. Why?

Gao Xiaofan's mind was a mess, but finally, he remembered the last words his father had said on his hospital bed.

"Xiaofan, Papa can't stay with you anymore. What Papa loved most was fishing, but since I had you, Papa only wanted to be with you every day and watch you grow up~"

"If you also like fishing in the future, you must remember."

"Make every choice well!"

Gao Xiaofan couldn't help but tremble as the location of the car accident where his parents died suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Tongzhen Reservoir!

His parents had their accident right there! This system was something his father had left for him!

The system! The Safety Helmet!

Gao Xiaofan felt more and more sand pouring into his nose, mouth, and ears. Without time to overthink, he suddenly pulled out the plug of the Rebar rod in his hand and whipped it fiercely against the mud waves; the rod sections slid out one by one.

He quickly unequipped the Creating Hype Title and equipped the Safety Helmet title.

"Safety Helmet Title Effect: You will never be in life-threatening danger while fishing."

Gao Xiaofan instantly felt the pressure lift. Although his entire body was still in immense pain, his mind cleared, and he was no longer groggy.

He struggled to poke his head above the water to look around. In just that short time, he had already drifted dozens of meters from where he was.

Looking at the Main Line in front of the Rod Tip, Gao Xiaofan couldn't help but smile.

It was lucky he had been in such a hurry; he hadn't had time to remove the line from the Rod Tip and had just pressed the rod plug down before running out. Otherwise, if there were no line on the rod, it would be a joke if the Safety Helmet's effect didn't activate.

Slowly, Gao Xiaofan was washed to the foot of the mountain again. Gasping for air, he crawled halfway up the slope and kept spitting out the yellow sand from his mouth.

Looking at the debris floating on the mud waves, he saw the clothes he had just taken off as well as the shredded remains of his tent.

Gao Xiaofan carefully snagged a few strips of cloth with a branch and tied his right hand firmly to the handle section of the rod. His greatest hope now rested on the effect of the Safety Helmet title, so he couldn't lose this rod.

Watching the debris flow still gathering momentum, Gao Xiaofan gave up on trying to cross the mountain. If he were just crossing when the debris flow fully erupted, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

He didn't know if Qiu Gu could get the message back. If he was a step too late, hundreds of lives would be at stake.

Gao Xiaofan gasped for breath, the rod held weakly in his hand as his mind wandered.

Could the effect of the Safety Helmet really protect him~

Looking at the growing waves, the roar of the impact against the mountain made Gao Xiaofan tremble with fear.

"Swish!" A sound different from the churning mud waves rang out. Gao Xiaofan looked up toward the sound and watched the scene before him in horror, his legs trembling and saliva secreting wildly.

What the hell is this!

He saw the mud waves in front of him suddenly part without any warning, heading from a distance straight toward where Gao Xiaofan was.

That sound just now was the sound of breaking waves!!!

The mud waves were parted and then quickly closed back up.

With no time to react, Gao Xiaofan felt a massive force transmit through his hand. Having just crawled up, he stumbled and fell back into the mud waves.

"Gurgle gurgle~"

Before falling, Gao Xiaofan struggled to hold his right hand high, lifting the Rebar rod. The Rod Tip must not enter the water, or it would surely be damaged... The helicopter flew steadily downstream. Zhao Yuling had lost the motivation to commentate. What was there to say? Commentate on the death of the man she admired? They hadn't even found a body.

Only Zhao Fu continued to scan the area below meticulously.

Suddenly, the helicopter gave a violent jolt. All three people in the cabin were shaken and looked at the Pilot in curiosity.

They saw the Pilot looking utterly shocked, his mouth wide open as he stared ahead, his throat working but unable to speak.

The three followed his gaze, and their mouths dropped open wide enough to swallow an egg.

Zhao Fu's habitually calm expression finally changed, a mixture of shock and joy.

Qiu Gu kept muttering, "Xiaofan, that's Xiaofan, right? Is it? Is it Xiaofan?"

Out of professional instinct, Zhao Yuling subconsciously raised the camera and aimed it forward.