The fishing process is actually boring, it’s nothing more than waiting, waiting, and there are more waiting.

For those who are unfamiliar, this is probably a very inappropriate leisure activity, but when you catch a fish, the instantaneous sense of accomplishment makes people love it.

When I was a child, I lived in the countryside. I was almost sensible and ran around the mountains and fields. I don’t know how many times I did fishing. There was a small pond near my home at that time. The fish inside were very easy to catch, and each one was fatter than the other.

When I was a child, I only knew how to fish. It was not until I grew up that I realized that the fish in the pond were actually fished by my uncles and uncles nearby from the fishing ground. The fish originally from the fishing ground just jumped from one pit to another, and in the end they could not escape the fate of falling into the stomach.

In fact, time travelers are no different from those fish that are placed in the pond. No matter where people go, they are people. They always have to make a living and make a living. Then they work hard for a day to go to bed, and wait until the sun rises the next day before repeating what they had sat down yesterday until they die.

When fishing, I often think about things I don’t think about normally. In fact, I don’t understand. I just traveled for less than half a day and suddenly thought about such philosophical things. I guess it’s not too late to say these things when I was writing my memoirs. To put it bluntly, I just pretended to be profound and thought about some tedious things with my current perspective, and then patted my butt and forgot everything afterwards. Do whatever I should do.

There is a saying that is very suitable to describe me now: I am full and full.

But the contradiction is that I am not full now, or it should be said that I am almost hungry all day now.

Seeing the fishing rod body moving, I thought that a fish was hooked, so I quickly cut off my random thoughts and focused on the fish in the rain to wrestle.

The battle did not last long, and soon the fish in the water were pulled ashore.

The simple wooden fishing rod is completely incomparable to the fishing rod made by modern technology, and there is not even a wire reel. The only way to fish is to pull and throw these two unskilled actions. Perhaps some fishing masters can use this ragged fishing rod to achieve a certain skill, but I don’t have this ability.

Just like Prince Netx, the middle school students in it are even more arrogant than the human weapon injected with the Sage Stone. They can even play tennis to destroy the world. Such talents are only active on the tennis court, which is a waste.

The fish here obviously have been comfortable for too long, and they are all stupid people. When they see the bait, they will bite it directly. Not long after, I caught three or four of them, and they completely lost the most essential waiting process in the fishing activities.

The fish I caught were pulled up to the shore, but it was not as hard as the common fish, trying to rush back to the water from the shore. Instead, it opened and closed the fish's lips and looked at me without even struggling. It was as calm as if I was caught, but came to the shore to visit.

Just look at the appearance of the fish, not only with bright colors, but also with thorns on the fins and tails of the fish. It is said that I am poisonous. If you have the kind of thing, let’s fight to die together.

Although I knew I had traveled through time, many fundamental habits were still not changed for a while. For example, fish in another world should not overlap with the fish in my understanding. When I was in the Demon King City before, I didn’t expect so many, and subconsciously thought that fish should be edible.

The fish I caught in a row looked like they were strangers, and the colorful appearance on them reminded me of poisonous snakes. Seeing that I had given the ban, Sano would come over from time to time to kick the fish I had caught back into the lake. It was obvious that these were not something that could enter my stomach.

Look at the yarn, I won’t let you go even if I can’t eat it. The fish on the ground stared at me all over. I felt uncomfortable in anger. I pinched its tail directly, and after a big wheel rotated, it threw it at the small bushes in the jungle: If you can still evolve your feet, I will recognize it!

Sano was watching quietly from the side, but after I finished a series of movements, he came over and bowed and pointed to his mouth, as if he had something to say and couldn't speak well.

Say it! It's concise and to the point. I don't know why I suddenly feel that I'm pretty handsome like this.

Sano touched his lips and said in a cold tone that was born with: Lord Demon King, the fish you threw just now is not poisonous and is the only one you can eat when you caught this time.

...Then is it so colorful?

That was a protective color. After finishing the explanation, Seno gave a bow and went back to her fishing position. During the conversation just now, there was another fish biting bait there, and its fishing efficiency was almost twice that of mine.

I touched my nose and thought to myself if I should go to the bushes to retrieve the fish.

After thinking about it, I still gave up. Sano is always an undead creature. In the end, it will be the ingredients for me to eat. I chose the latter without hesitation for the dignity of men and the satisfaction of hunger.

There is nothing to be shameful about this. Among my classmates, there is a product with a higher dignity than the sky. He only ate a toast a week. After a semester, he wanted to vomit when he saw the toast, but he didn't do anything like borrowing money or free meals. Later, he took a long time off and heard that he was hospitalized and something else.

I don’t know where the money he saved from eating toast went. The relationship was not that good, so I just knew that there was this classmate in the class.

During the fishing period, I have done almost the same self-talk in my mind. Seeing that if the fish caught by Seno is loaded into a basket, the amount is enough to fit two baskets, I calmly put away the fishing rod and prepared to return to the city.

What I caught was not fish, but was chic.

Seno's eyes were staring at the water surface, but about 80% of his thoughts were on me. As soon as I retracted the fishing rod, she immediately responded. She threw away the wooden fishing rod in her hand, held the fish in her hands and walked towards me.

Let's go back to the city! Seeing that there are still most unknown fish species on the ground, it is a waste to throw them on the shore, so I took off my top and used it as a wrap for the lifting, and caught all the remaining fish in one go.

I am not wearing armor like Sano. If I imitate her, I am afraid I will be injured before I can return to the Demon King City.

Don't underestimate the fish fins. It's very sharp. If you accidentally scratch your body, you will find a hole.

Sano, who was behind me, had his eyes lit up when I took off my clothes. This gaze made my back covered in cold sweat for a moment. Seeing so many fish was too excited, she actually forgot about Sano's different existence.
Chapter completed!