20: Chapter 20 Are your eyes dry?

"Damn it, is this Dog Streamer unable to make a living now?"

"I'm speechless! Send me your wechat! I'll transfer 50 to you right now! Immediately! At once! Go buy a fishing rod! If you aren't embarrassed, the brothers in the stream certainly are."

"I thought you were going to pull off something big, but you ended up dropping a big turd..."

"For the first time, I actually feel that being your fan is quite embarrassing..."

...

At this moment, Su Qing watched as Qin Mo wrapped the fishing line around his finger, circle by circle. After hesitating for a moment, she said,

"Xiao Mo, did you forget to bring a fishing rod? I have a 3.6-meter one here; you can use this for now."

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo said nonchalantly, "No need, Auntie! Just my fingers will do."

"Well... alright."

Seeing this, Su Qing didn't insist further and went to the side to prepare the bait.

"Qin Mo, can you really catch fish without a fishing rod?"

Murong Lanlan asked, also puzzled.

Qin Mo said confidently, "Simple and easy, no pressure at all!"

Murong Lanlan immediately felt as if she had found a way to take Qin Mo down a peg.

She immediately crossed her arms and said mockingly, "If you can catch a fish, I'll eat..."

Just as she was about to say the word, Murong Lanlan realized it wasn't ladylike and forcibly swallowed it back...

"You'll eat what?"

Qin Mo looked at Murong Lanlan with amusement.

"N-nothing."

Murong Lanlan replied casually and walked to the side to fiddle with her own fishing rod.

"Dog Streamer, I beg you, just take a fishing rod. Watching this is giving me, a veteran angler, a cerebral hemorrhage."

"Yeah! Hurry up and take one! It's so awkward that I could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with my toes..."

Looking at the barrage in the stream, Qin Mo was speechless.

"What do you guys know? In the face of absolute strength, any equipment is just flashy nonsense."

"Streamer, we're all on the same side..."

"Stop bragging. If you can catch a fish, I'll live-stream myself doing a handstand and taking a dump!"

"That's right! And me, I'll demonstrate kowtowing from the Baicao Garden all the way to the Three Flavor Study."

"And me! Then I'll demonstrate counting ants from the Nantian Gate to Penglai East Road, counting back and forth for three days and three nights without blinking once."

"To the person above, if you don't blink for that long, aren't your eyes dry?"

"So what if they're dry? So what if they aren't? Does that have anything to do with what I said?"

"No... I was just wondering, if you don't blink for that long... wouldn't your eyes get dry?"

"F*ck! You motherf... (Profanity censored~)"

Looking at the barrage, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth were harder to suppress than an AK-47.

When someone hands you their face on a platter, if you don't give them a slap, they won't even know who they are.

"Viewers in the stream, it's a deal. If I catch a fish, that person performs the handstand dump! And those who wanted to kowtow and count ants, don't try to welch on your bets later!"

"Hilarious, waiting to see the Streamer make a fool of himself."

"No way, no way? Surely no one actually believes the Streamer can catch a fish, right?"

Qin Mo smiled slightly, gave a big flick with his hand, and adjusted the float, found the bottom, and baited the hook all in one fluid motion.

"Holy crap! Why does it feel like the Streamer actually knows his stuff?"

"He knows a little, but not much. It's noon, the sun is high, and most fish are in the middle of the lake. The Streamer can't cast far with his hand, so it's impossible for him to catch anything."

"After Emperor He's analysis, I immediately feel much more at ease."

"Emperor He is professional! Emperor He is awesome!"

"Keep it low-key, low-key. Don't call me Emperor He all the time; it puts a lot of pressure on me."

"Um... I don't know if you've heard of a term called 'Newbie Halo'."

...

Once these words were spoken, the stream fell into a brief silence.

After a long while, someone spoke up, "No way, that thing isn't scientific."

"To the person above, have you forgotten that the end of science is metaphysics?"

"Besides, the Streamer is a fortune teller, this is basically maxing out the buffs."

"Holy crap, now that you put it that way, I'm getting nervous. I don't want to count ants!"

"To the guy above, how about we swap? I count ants, and you do the handstand dump?"

"Get lost!"

...

"I don't believe in any Newbie Halo. I only believe in my skills and judgment."

"That's right, trust Emperor He. He's the true founding father of the fishing world!"

"Holy crap! Look, everyone! The Dog Streamer's float is moving!"

Everyone looked and was immediately shocked.

The Streamer just put it in, not even a minute ago, right? Is this the terrifying Newbie Halo?

"@Emperor He, what's going on? Didn't you just say there were no fish here?"

"Yeah, it hasn't even been a minute and a fish is already biting..."

At this moment, Emperor He looked awkward. He had just finished his analysis and was already getting slapped in the face...

He then feigned calmness and said, "Uh... this... perhaps it was blown by the wind."

...

Ignoring the reactions of everyone in the stream, Qin Mo stared intently at the float.

Now is the time!

Qin Mo pulled hard and immediately felt a huge force strike. His finger was pulled painfully by this immense strength.

"Holy crap! This one isn't small!"

Qin Mo exclaimed suddenly.

This commotion immediately attracted Su Qing and Murong Lanlan.

"Xiao Mo, you actually caught a fish with your finger!"

Su Qing said in shock. She had thought Qin Mo was just playing around and didn't expect him to catch anything, but to her surprise, he had hooked a fish right from the start...

"He just got lucky!"

Murong Lanlan said indignantly.

She hadn't even finished adjusting her own float, and Qin Mo had already hooked a fish...

At this moment, everyone in the stream widened their eyes. This actually works?!

Immediately, everyone spoke in unison.

"Cut the line!"

"Cut the line!"

"Cut it fast! I don't want to count ants!"

"Damn it, counting ants is fine, I have to kowtow!"

"Shut up, all of you! I'm the one who has to do the handstand dump!"

...

At this moment, the fishing line on Qin Mo's finger was pulled taut, emitting bursts of tearing sounds. Qin Mo was even a little worried whether his line rig could withstand this kind of pressure...

Su Qing and Murong Lanlan were watching expectantly from the side.

Time ticked by, and the big fish finally lost its strength. Seeing the right moment, Qin Mo pulled hard, and a huge fish was flung directly up.

Stunned.

Everyone in the stream was stunned.

This actually works?!

...

"What a huge fish!"

Murong Lanlan said with pleasant surprise.

Su Qing looked it over and said in surprise.

"It's a topmouth culter! It looks like it must be at least seven or eight jin, right?"

Qin Mo was a bit surprised; he had never seen such a large topmouth culter before. As expected, master-level fishing skills are powerful!

Looking at the big, lively fish on the ground, Murong Lanlan was already secretly pondering how to eat it for dinner.

At this moment, Qin Mo suddenly seemed to think of something.

He looked proudly towards the stream and said, "Who was it just now that said if the Streamer caught a fish, they would live-stream a handstand dump? And whoever wanted to kowtow and count ants, hurry up and start your stream to demonstrate!"

The people in the stream were stunned for a moment, and then they started acting like they were watching a good show.

"Uh... um... I suddenly remembered my mom is getting married today, I have to go wish her a happy birthday, so I'll be going first..."

"Oh, oh... and me, my dad just gave birth to a child, I suddenly remembered I need to buy diapers for my nephew... uh... my brother... forget it, whatever, I have to go buy diapers, I'm leaving first..."

"Wait! They both ran away! What excuse should I find? Forget it... I'm leaving too..."

"Did you guys go crazy drinking fake alcohol? May I ask, what marriage number is this for your aunt? And what the hell is wishing her a happy birthday? Your family is really messed up..."

"I'm wondering how your dad gave birth? Did he break his genetic lock and evolve?"

Looking at the comments from the three clowns in the stream, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth twitched violently, and he was between laughing and crying.

...

"Hahaha..."

"I'm dying of laughter! This guy has been driven to delirium and gibberish by the Streamer..."

"I told you not to bet against the Streamer, there's absolutely no chance of winning! Who the hell could imagine someone could catch a fish with just their finger, and such a big one at that? Isn't this too unscientific?"

"To the guy above, I told you, the Streamer uses metaphysics, which is even more awesome than science."

"What use is this... iron rod!"

"Emperor He, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm wondering, what's the point of all these fishing rods I bought if I get skunked every day? They're not even as good as his finger."

"I'm going to burn them all later!"

"Holy crap! The Streamer has shattered Emperor He's Dao heart!"